and post notes and photos about your poem like Joe Maverick.
Present your case.' says the Lord 'set forth your arguments' says Jacobs King
Tell us you idols, what is going to happen. Tell us what the former things were.
So that we may consider them and know their final outcome. Or declare to us the things to come,
Tell us what the future holds, so that we may know you are Gods. Do something whether good or bad,
So that we will be dismayed and filled with fear. but you are less than nothing and your words are utterly worthless, whoever chooses you is detestable. who hath wrought and done it, calling forth the generations from the beginning? I, the Lord, am the first, and with the last I am He.