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Praise Timing PleaPosted Friday, February 24, 2012, at 10:06 PM
Isa 61:1 The Spirit of GOD, Yahweh, is upon me; because Yahweh hath anointed me to preach good tidings unto the meek; he hath sent me to bind up the brokenhearted, to proclaim liberty to the captives, and the opening of the prison to them that are bound; Isa 61:2 To proclaim the acceptable age of Yahweh,...(*More to follow at second coming)
By Arley Steinhour 022412
Dear Father, God, my Praise to you,
My Worship, before your Throne,
Where worshipers should not be few,
I feel almost as if alone.
What do you see, as you look down,
On all of your planned creation,
More and more, you seem to wear a frown,
Focus on a person, or Beloved Nation?
More and more, my days, sorely spent,
Absorbing impact from hate, and death,
Brotherly love, set aside for 'Hell-bent,'
Your faithful can hardly catch our breath.
You told the Prophets, long ago,
The storyline we now portray,
As we play to a global horror show,
Stage lit, but curtain still in the way.
The Terror acts that we now see,
Being played on Fore of Stage,
Just harbinger of what's to be,
Seals broken, Tribulation then can Rage.
The curtain will rise with Seventh Seal,
Expectant silence from pit, and crowd,
Prophesied spinning of Satan's wheel,
Builds in horror, until screaming loud.
Placed Abomination of Desolation,
Will Herald Hell on Earth, for all,
Wrath of God on all Beastly Nations,
Only twenty percent hear curtain fall.
A Thousand years, for those surviving,
They live without Satan's sway,
Redeeming the earth back to thriving,
Under Messiah the King, His Way.
Alas, not all is over, quite yet,
Satan has but one final gate,
Knowing he's lost, plays one more bet,
Takes as many souls with, to his Fate.
I cannot tell you how to choose,
Holy Spirit, only, can light the way,
I know, if you do miss the light, you lose,
Where you'll be, you won't ever pray.
Consider, now, to kneel before Jesus,
Accept his Gift, full payment for Sin,
Holy Spirit will light your heart without fuss,
Then, we all spend Eternity with HIM.
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