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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required "Signal! Raise the alarm bells, For rebels sink below the swells! Watchmen! Let the rebels know, Sin creates the Undertow." Against the Enemy's death throes, The Justifier, winnows! "I will shakedown your whole world, And sin and shame will be hurled!" Just then He got my attention, Having lost my inhibition, Never a fan of prohibition, Never a feeling of contrition. "The Tavern of the Nations, Come, partake of My libations! No resisting this temptation, Exposing your condemnation!" Many were stopping for a brew. He handed me His drink menu, Seven drink choices to review, Irresistible, but nothing new. "But there's seven of the same thing..." "But all are fitting for a king A sample of each I will bring, All foaming cups with My zing." A sharp but stimulating flavor, Enjoyably exciting to savor. Until...It bit me suddenly, And slurred my speech drunkenly. Foam hurled out of my mouth in shame. The Lord's truth was not to blame. "I've come to the end of my path, This is the cup of the Lord's wrath!" "My truth, or your consequences! Because you hardened defenses, You never came to your senses. So, My recompense commences." Jonah did not escape the Lord- I, too, was hurled overboard. As my life was ebbing away, His truth was still on display. I called out from my distress, His grace afforded access. His mercy that could be mine, Appeared as Christ's Lifeline. He pulled me from the raging sea, Ordering the Enemy to set me free! Salvation belongs to the Lord- The payment we cannot afford. "Signal! Raise your voice in praises! Jesus' grace and love amazes! Watchmen! Let the rebels know, Salvation creates the Afterglow."
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