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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required In this time the cloth is unwoven, the threads laid bare. Most of the dung removed, cleared, given no fare. Massive steel plates hold back the uninvited from boarding the train. Going and coming returning from far, how special the precious Saved Ones are! Not as many by count, as expected to be, go only the accepted glorified in He. The One by name Jesus Christ is He, by birth our Savior, God’s only Son. The rapture has started transformation begun! “Multitudes Missing” is what is said both of the living and of the dead. Glory shone at the uniting above as Jesus ascended taking the Throne. Angels and Saints at the table were there, celebrating the beginning As promised by some, in the Book it is written the time has come. To those uninvited still sinning below Tribulation unending they endure Because death is not given for the unforgiven there is no cure. Now that The Holy Spirit is gone replaced by the unholy one. Three and one half years his reign will be before his anointment as King of the land, then after another one half and three From his throne he gathers his forces to make his stand. In Jerusalem, after the Temple’s complete, is the place Armageddon has come. Many the forces pressing the land foul and dirty sinners are they. Angels from above sweet music they play, as their swords slash, many they slay. The rest are all gathered sorted like sheep the wicked on the left and thrown into the deep Where welcomed by him unholy for sure cured not forever burning in hell. Be it certain, known for sure, Jesus has returned all hail the King. For a thousand years he will reign all living forever no sickness or pain. He is my God the only pure one born of a mortal, Spirit raised, God’s Son. On the cross our sin debt He paid glory forever so easily gained Not by good works impossible to do only in accepting as Savior, our Lord, King. In living and doing such a small little thing why do so many risk certain despair? Is it that we tangled in our lives, mundane as they are, have little care For those less willing the truth to be know spread the message they must be shown! Think now of forever the price they bear become an ambassador in Jesus’ name! Hot is the pit with its flame burning bright engulfing a loved one what a terrible sight. The time is at hand the cloth becoming bare; Jesus is the answer show you dare.
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