Blessed
Blessed is he who comes in the name of the Lord
Assured is he who trust is in the name of the Lord
Blessed assurance is the Lord who reigns for ever
Oracles spoke and prophecy breathed life to men
In times of distress men harkened to the voice
Saying.. the sun was darkened and the moon
Turned the colour of blood.. but the end is not yet
For the Lord reigns and unto him belongs Dominion
Will not the Almighty one call all unto judgement..
Will not the creator call all to account for their doings
Will it not be a shower of glad tidings
As the throne of Judgement is unveiled
And the righteous receive their reward
Even so the work is not yet finished
Even so the end is not yet.. says he
I will come like a thief.. keep watch
Code 254
The Watchers Journal
Copyright © Lewis Nyaga | Year Posted 2015
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