Sing Hallelujah, stroke Lyre, and Timbrel,
Proclaim, God/Jesus Comes Calling the ‘Nimble,’
In Understanding, to Snatch away the Bride
So that, Even, Satan will Cower, and Hide.
The Pathway Home
By Arley Steinhour 020918
My Family that Loves me,
And they that I Love,
Plus, Friends in Jesus, around the world,
I’m Blessed beyond, and into the Glory of God.
They send me to shine a light where needed,
That others may find God/Jesus, and be Saved,
Unto Eternal and Familial association,
To the One and only God/Jesus. AMEN
May we all support the other,
In our climb unto the sky,
That all we think, say, or do,
Puts a gleam into God's Eye.
As we muddle through mortality,
Until You call, and we do fly,
With, everything completed,
Before the Throne, where we might Die.
Blessings, on you, throughout Eternity
On You, and all that you chose to be,
With all of Your Full Certainty,
That we be a part of Your Family.
With Hallowed Prayer,
I come before thee,
That we can share,
All there is to be.
With many Psalms,
That calms the Soul,
Through Words, and Lyre,
That sheds Satan's Goal.
I can only write, and pray you see,
Words, that light ‘The Pathway Home,
Sadly, some will determine ‘they are Free,’
Not needing God, and Wildly Roam.
Accept Jesus' Troth, be Purchased from Hell,
Dying, unsaved, does not Survive the Thicket,
That by Accepting, only Sin, is sent to Hell,
When you Surrender to 'Freedom's FREE Ticket.'
Ponder, Pray, then ‘Do it Your Way,’ (Rightly, I Pray).