Dross of Sin
Dross of Sin
By Arley Steinhour 022713
When heart is filled with Love of God,
When bloom of colors light the sky,
When man no longer need bear a Rod,
Then, no more will any-thing die.
The dross of Sin, does fill the night,
Yet we feel the warmth of loving smile,
Dreams that fill the heart with fright,
Have to chase us an extra mile.
Waking to the morning light,
Love in heart, and smile on lips,
Awakens heart to joy, so bright,
To share it all needs many trips.
Troubled darkness still rules the night,
Yea, we pass through with God, at hand,
We see, at times, a dark filled plight,
Of life, without God to help us stand.
Nightmare trouble, brings much fear,
Like the 'Horsemen,' of Prophecy,
Cries of pain, the world can hear,
Soon, ring across 'Land of the Free.'
Many lies, some truths, believed to be,
All the negative that minds can think,
Burns so deeply, no one, truth can see,
When they kill this land, they too will stink.
We, of God, soon Snatched, to Him,
Not here, to mend a rotting fence,
Starving people won't sing Salvation Hymn,
When pressures of life, forbid repentance.
The time is short, the time is now,
For people to see, and Repent this life,
Choice, between pulling Satanic plow,
Or, Eternal Heaven, as Jesus' Wife.
AMEN
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