Whither Springs The Dawn
Whither springs the dawn? Whither comes the day? Whither creeps the dusk? Whither flies the night? Whiter rests the earth?
Whither springs the dawn? Whither comes the day? Whither creeps the dusk? Whither flies the night? Whiter rests the earth?
When Jesus said, "Do you see this woman?" What awesome words he said to Simon! "Do you see, you Pharisee? You say 'We see,' but in reality her sins, which are many, are forgiven." It was as if to say, "Simon says, 'I saw this fleshly creature defiled by sin touch the Teacher. I would not
The orphan is confused. "What is this creature saying?" Has her mind refuses to believe what she is seeing?
Yet you do not know what your life will be like tomorrow. You are just a vapor that appears for a little while and then vanishes away. (James 4:14) Daniel chapter 10.
Every elder looks at the young and shakes their head. Every youngster looks at the elderly and shakes their head. Few look at themselves and shake their head.
Time is ticking
"Every year, every citizen of Smyrna had to burn incense to Caesar. There was as great altar there – Caesar’s altar – and you had to go every year and burn incents to Caesar, and receive then a certificate that you had done that. Without a certificate, you would be persecuted because you were violating the highest law in Smyrna. To be without a certificate, as must have been the case for Christians who would not say Caesar is Lord, but only Jesus is Lord, was to risk discovery and death." Though this poem isn't about the Revelation church of Smyrna, this excerpt from John MacArthur serves as a reference point for this poem.
Eschatology. Is that just futurology? A little bit of that never hurt anybody.
Heaven and earth are torn apart as requests reach His ears. This child of God pours out his heart knowing, believing He hears.
After reading the first 7 chapters of 1 Samuel, I was inspired to write this little poem.