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End of Days

End of Days
                                My grandfather foretold
                                 Of this profound time
                         A time when the earth would cool
                                    Then warm again
                     When it would quake to biblical means
                            A time when men would turn 
                                Turn from their creator
                          From their natural instincts
                            He told of a future time
                    When truth would no longer be TRUE
           A deception would cover the earth like a blanket
                      Families would rent at their core
    Spiritual blindness will dominate the consciousness of men
                               Everyone to blame
                      Not a mention of Jesus' name
                   Fear robbing some of their hearts
                      Death tearing nations apart
                               Closing his eyes
                                     He said
                     A time like this is bent to pray
              Giving God all of his duly deserved praise
                   To protect his elect-His children
                             At the end of days

                                                                              (c) Emily C. Archer

Copyright © | Year Posted 2024




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