In ‘Salvation by Grace,’ the waters will Part,
Swimmers in Tribulation, must ‘Stroke Hard,’
For, ‘Grace,’ Jesus died on Cross; ‘Our Part,’
In Tribulation, Be Not, ‘Satanically Marred.’
(‘Mark of Beast,’ CONDEMNS Soul to HELL)
Elusive the Prize
By Arley Steinhour 040518
Step by Step, upon our Front-Walk,
Softly approaches, the Foot of God,
To Call and to Rescue, His ‘Church-Flock,’
So, we don’t suffer Tribulation’s Rod.
We, the Church/Bride, need to see Clear,
Signs of His Coming, to Call-us-Away;
Graduates, in First death, need to Cheer,
As, they are the First to Depart that Day.
Look to the Left, and Glance to the Right,
As, Prophecy, takes heart and mind on a Ride,
Like Carnival Coaster, some riders feel Fright,
Not Sure of Salvation, their eyes they’ll hide.
Our Rescue/Rapture, takes a Twinkle of the eye,
The shortest of timing, that we comprehend,
The Wondrous Glory, in Transformation, to espy,
God’s Call of Church/Bride, Satan can’t Suspend.
Many times, in our lives, we’ve wished we had not,
Looked away, from something, and missed the Joy,
Like the birth of a newborn, by a doubting thought,
Or, any action that makes our heart a Satanic Toy.
The Times, Prophesied, are the ‘Times of Today,’
Ergo, I blow Trumpet; God/Jesus is ‘At the Door,’
To ‘Call Away Spirit Filled,’ to, ‘Our Eternal Day,’
Unto, ‘Supernal Bliss,’ in His Glory, Evermore.’
To you, who sit and wait, ‘Enjoying Sin,’
Awaken soon, and, you might ‘Realize,’
‘The Race is Over;’ You Refused to Win,
‘Tribulation Tests;’ ‘Elusive, the Prize.’