Idolatry and adultery are not so far from each other. Its the substitution of the Fountain of living waters for broken cisterns - absolutely useless - or your fountain of youth for mere illusions. They go hand in hand, both using images, and excite your expectations and ambitions. Once allured by the promise of gratification
I can't think. This world's a blur. I hate their sickness. I hate their cure. Such was I, no amateur. I still hate their pretty package of manure. Sin is dumb. The world's stupid. Get out of my face, you're worthless. But then I'm reminded that Christians are salt and light: Salt to prevent
With what do you make a vaccine? Babies chopped up in a can. The doctors, so wise, they "immortalize" cells that just last their life span. With what do you make a vaccine? Thimerosal (that's mercury). The doctors, so wise, cause those lazy eyes, seizures, autism, A.D.D. With what do you make a vaccine? Aluminum,
Disapproved, debased mind; dishonorable, defiling passions. These things biblically define what's inside gays n' lesbians. God offers undeniable proof of His immortal existence, but they suppress, exchange the truth and exchange natural relations. Though intuitively known, God's righteous law embedded, they proudly approve their own - death is where they're headed. Nature teaches there is
Its a brave new world, the year's nineteen-eighty-four, and the Fahrenheit's higher than its ever been be-451. The news speaks daily to the "raging" pandemic, so you can all live safely in a monitored planet. The worst kind of lies are the ones that seem true, and if you question the facts, then they'll question
O God, please grant repentance to this whole nation! Pour out Your Spirit of grace and supplication! Take away the ungodly from our midst with all their aphorisms, rally cries, and fists. Declare what is right through Your chosen men appointed to herald the truth of Christ's salvation. Bend this nation! Bend Trudeau! End this
Who could have ever imagined the depths He would descend? From His Father's home, Father's throne, angels' gaze, heaven's dome, down, down, to the nether regions, home of men and Legions. Humble, He, to shame the mighty; meek at heart, not sightly. Further still now descends He down, bearing cross, wearing crown. Up He gets
Joshua Child from the chosen generation And God’s judgement on Canaan Trained by Moses on his mission He purged the promised land from pagans King David The man after God’s heart He who wears the royal ring He found Zion in part And turned it into the city of Kings Judas Maccabee A priest, a warrior, but no king He heard the cries of Zion When
“Behold, I am going to send you Elijah the prophet before the coming of the great and terrible day of Yahweh. He will restore the hearts of the fathers to their children and the hearts of the children to their fathers, so that I will not come and smite the land with a curse.” -- Malachi 4:5-6
Why a face with eyes of azure? Staring gates of open pleasure. Why the sound of whistling, whining, soft and high, low and dying? Why the grasp of understanding with lips and tongue all underlying? Why smell's sense of familiarity, pleasant, pungent, and vulgarity? Why expression, eye brows, forehead? Written, scribbled, self-suggestive. Oh, the
