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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required When the call of the Lord came to Jonah, “set out for the great land of Nineveh!” he was angry inside, and decided to hide, on a Tarshish bound ship leaving Joppa. Then the Lord sent a great wind on the sea, ne’er a more violent storm could there be, there on destiny’s brink, the ship threatened to sink, while, old Jonah, was below deck asleep. Surely, each sailor’s heart fainted with fear, as the ship they were unable to steer. “Wake up, Jonah!” they cried, “get thee quickly topside, and fervently beg your God to draw near!” Now, Jonah knew that this storm was for him, as in his heart he remembered his sin, he thought he was sunk, when they gave him the dunk, and had to choose whether to sink or to swim. As soon as Jonah met up with the ocean, Both the winds and the waves ceased commotion, then along came a whale, and old Jonah grew pale, as it swallowed him up in one motion! Three long days in that big fish he stayed, vowing never again would he stray, relieved not to be dead, and with kelp on his head, onto dry land, our dear Jonah was sprayed! Please, allow me, now this moral to mention, that when the Lord God gives thee direction, you must not delay, set out right away, His good judgment you must never question. Should by chance, you hear God’s voice compelling, “ head thee out to Bangladesh or New Delhi,” best get on the right boat, and pray that it floats, lest you end up kelp covered and smelly!
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