The Bad The Good The Praise

Be you young, or be we old, Be it hot or be it cold, From Beginning HE knows the End, Turn to Jesus Christ my friend.

By Arley Steinhour 080411

They now can refuse treatment, so we can die,

Thinking that would make us cry.

New Care plan has no room for me;

Age now be well past Seventy.

Social asset I no longer be;

'In kindness,' they'll let my soul fly free.

Little do they in this leadership,

Know I want to take that trip.

No place for God, in this One World Order;

Man and Nation soon know no Border.

'Obama Plan,' the new nick-name;

Passed unread, now that's a shame;

Just part of written Prophecy;

Jew and Christian, are main casualty.

Until, that is, when God Stands Up,

Then with Wrath, He fills their cup.

Tribulation and they just disappear,

Till Great Throne judgment time is here.

We stand before His Holy Throne,

The Bride of Christ, His very Own;

Singing Praises, as if we were alone,

Praise and Worship, standing or prone.

Never more, shall we be apart;

Eternal Love, with Overflowing Heart.

AMEN