Closing of Grace

As in the Day's of Noah, when mankind thought they had it all, God looked down and planned a deed, save a few, the rest would Fall. Now that Six Thousand year have passed, He comes to the rescue again, the last. God owns us all and controls the 'ride,' You can be Outdoors, or Ride Inside. Just turn your heart to Jesus. AMEN

By Arley Steinhour 081711

The silence in the atmosphere

So loud that we can barely hear

But for that silence we can't hear

We'd raise our voice with joyous cheer.

There's something working silently

Inside the building or behind the tree

Silent stealth, something we can't see

Only know by Faith, what now must be.

We know you're allowing what is ongoing

As you shape the End, to Will and Knowing

From Satan, keep Your intent from showing

The hounds of Hell, have no wind for blowing.

Soon, the Trumpet sounds your alert

Your Call to Come Up, away from hurt

In twinkle of an eye, without even a shirt

Tribulation upheaval your Christians do skirt.

They left behind endure much pain

Tribulation, that falls like Noah's rain

Earth's quaking, like the wrecking train

Follows Time of Grace, none can complain.

If only mankind could/would repent

Then you'd spread out you Royal Tent

Never more, Sin able to pay Satan's rent

Satan locked far away, never more to Vent.

Many, you have saved through Grace

No fee nor act needed to win the Race

You paid the price, so we can lift our face

Live eternally in Your Holy Temple's Space.

A M E N