Wednesday, September 6, 2017

The Work

The Powers are waiting to reap down below,
To scorch and to shake, to flood and to blow.
And force men to tremble when seeing his hand.
That we may acknowledge the lord of this land.

Is he in the fire, the fever of hell?
Does god burn the sinful, where reprobates dwell?
No! I say, NO! The Lord is a balm!
To heal all the blisters. To sooth and to calm!

Is he in the earthquakes, which rattle and sway?
Does god reel the feet of the sinners this way?
It cannot be! For Christ has proclaimed
"How firm my foundation, so be not ashamed!"

Is he in the deluge, which pours in the South?
Does god drown the foul by the word of his mouth?
I say to you, NO! For my Lord supplies air
That we may sing praises, and offer our prayer.

Is he in the tempest, which screams harm's intent
To those who rebel and irately dissent?
His breath is not violent, but peacefully still!
And in that small voice we can fathom His will.

To those who have promised and stood from your seat--
I beg you, please listen to what I entreat.
A message divine was displayed in the sky--
A show of His glory beheld with your eye.

So stand on His doctrine of blessing your foe!
Immerse in His name and let charity flow!
Mightily pray for the ones who are lost!
Burn in the Spirit, the Lord's Pentecost!

And so a reprieve of the gallows is giv'n
To gentiles abroad from our Father in Heavn'.
You Angels must pause and your horses alight!
(The red and black stallions, the pale and the white).

A work will be done to convince all the wise.
(The learned and the prudent will see with their eyes!)
Now Lebanon's harvest begins in the field
And brings to fruition the prophesied yield!

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