Many have sat on padded pews but only few heard
The commission for us to spread God’s word
In that respect what minds do we possess
To help us defeat this demonic mess
Which can only happen when we all are on one accord
Then at last we’ll be able to wield the mighty sword
Of God’s word that will deliver many lost and dying souls
By His truth that is now being preached and told
The truth every man, woman, and child must hear
So the word of God will ring fervently in their ears
And those lost and dying souls will be delivered as that word is rung
With the revelation, they are now truly daughters and sons
Of the Most High who at last set them free
By His son who hung on that cross on Calvary.
© c.f. leach, 2023. Copyright protected. All rights reserved.
Lovely poem, c.f.!
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Praise God! He gives me these words sometimes out of nowhere. I am so glad you liked it. Blessings and Peace!
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Blessings, friend to you and your family!
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