The Millennials

FROM A MUSE
I watch the ripples change their size
But never leave the stream
Of warm impermanence and
So the days float through my eyes
But still the days seem the same.

FROM A SERVANT
I speak to you Gentiles, inasmuch as I am the apostle of the Gentiles, I magnify mine office:
If by any means I may provoke to emulation them which are my flesh, and might save some of you.
If the casting away of Israel be the reconciling of the world, what shall the receiving of them be, but life from the dead?

For if the firstfruit be holy, the lump is also holy: and if the root be holy, so are the branches.
And if some of the branches be broken off, and thou, being a wild olive tree, wert grafted in among them, and with them partakest of the root and fatness of the olive tree;
Boast not against the branches. But if thou boast, thou bearest not the root, but the root thee.
Be not highminded and lofty, but fear: For if God spared not the natural branches, take heed lest he also spare not thee.

Behold therefore the goodness and severity of God: on them which fell, severity; but toward thee, goodness, if thou continue in his goodness: otherwise thou also shalt be cut off. And they also, if they abide not still in unbelief, shall be grafted in: for God is able to graft them in again.

For if thou wert cut out of the olive tree which is wild by nature, and wert grafted contrary to nature into a good olive tree: how much more shall these, which be the natural branches, be grafted into their own olive tree?

For I would not, brethren, that ye should be ignorant of this mystery, lest ye should be wise in your own conceits; that blindness in part is happened to Israel, until the fulness of the Gentiles be come in,
Which even now is at the doorstep.

Be not lofty branches, lest you are blinded at the coming desolation.

FROM A MUSE
These children that we spit on
As they try to change their worlds
Are immune to our consultations
They're quite aware of what they're going through

FROM A SERVANT
O the depth of the riches both of the wisdom and knowledge of God!
How unsearchable are his judgments, and his ways past finding out!
For who hath known the mind of the Lord? or who hath been his counselor?

Yet, the Children of God sing
And the children who have more abundantly hear and have charity for their fathers
And weep for Zion.
Their fruit is glowing white!

Lord, spare the vineyard a little longer.
I know you are desirous to trim the branches of the tree
And pluck the wild fruit which is ripened to cast into the fire
Lest the good branches perish.
If I perish with the wild fruit, Lord have mercy.

Until then, let us labor with all our might
To nourish the good fruit
And graft in the natural branches.
That the root and top of the tree may be equal
According to the strength thereof.

That we may preserve the good fruit
And have joy in the in its sweetness.
For this is according to the oath and covenant which belongs to our priesthood,
Which cannot be moved or broken.

We shall bring forth fruit meet for the Father’s Kingdom
And do many wonderful works,
And cast out the devils in His name,
And open the eyes of the blind and the ears of the deaf,
And allow the dumb to speak.

And when the rain descends
And the floods come
And the winds blow
And beat upon our house
It shall fall not, for it was founded upon the Rock.