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Writings On The Wall
In the upper room inside the temple of God,
I entered the closet to make my supplication,
When dawned the light I seen the writings on the wall,
Symbols imparted to every soul, every nation.
I reached out my hand to touch the glory of God,
Each symbol revealed the truth and promises and law,
I felt a strange and magnificent vibration,
Filled with Truth my spirit quickened in destination.
I found myself before the very throne of God,
On my knees there, in humble prayer and meditation,
Where living waters filled my soul with mighty awe,
Of His living presence, my soul sang adoration.
As surely love became me, or I became love,
He rent the hardest and darkest seal of unbelief,
And that's when I understood the writings on the wall,
should be experienced, not read by the mind at all.
(Not quite Iambic pentameter, but still, done in a 12/13 syllable count.)
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