Disciples, All, need say these words: Luke 4:18 (KJV) "The Spirit of the Lord is upon me, because he hath anointed me to preach the gospel to the poor; he hath sent me to heal the brokenhearted, to preach deliverance to the captives, and recovering of sight to the blind, to set at liberty them that are bruised," (Curtain Call for 'Last Act')
By Arley Steinhour 050712
(This 30th. Day of Omer, Lyyar 15, 5772)
I send you all my praising,
I offer all my love,
My heart is always hoping,
You, soon, call us Home Above.
But, while my mortal body,
On this sin filled earth abide,
May my days be never cloudy,
As I seek out those who hide.
It seems I have a mission,
Sharing love for you, on High,
Poetic bread, and fish, this season,
To lift those starving, before your eye.
To warm hearts, so they bend the knee,
I pray, more than a few,
Will see you there, offering Free,
Salvation, and More, for Knowing you.
I thank you for the time you give,
That I reach all the souls I can,
So that some may, Eternal Live,
As Family of 'Son of Man.'
Until you Snatch away the Bride,
Where Tribulation has no sway,
No one ever needs to hide,
While Praising, in Eternal Day.
I feel, Dear God, Time is a Mess,
We haven't much left to Cry,
Calling out, in the Wilderness,
To those, who should not Die.
May all, You Love, Disciple,
And Call Out, as they have voice,
Calling to the Spiritual cripple:
"YOU DO, still, HAVE the CHOICE."