Mockery's Torrent
This mockery is the torrent of faith's life
not flooding ~ earthly course ~ demands of strife,
it is the evil whisper not retrieve
your homage as the victor, through hope's sieve!
Still running, through your blood, diluting's heave
and that new promised calling, cannot leave
to higher ground ~ appalling tugs your sleeve,
do this, one sin, or that ~ but not God's plea!
Oh, wash away the land, the River's truth
but that devised as man's, uncommon sleuth
is dripping, dripping, droplets on the mind,
to follow evil's will, and stay behind!
Oh, chance the River thereby do command
to seize the leverage, breaking not one strand,
this nature's way will echo "contraband"
yet not the venture ~ God would use His plan?
Tomorrows, let the Kingdom wash away
and to the River ~ this once more I pray
thy purity's denounce is not the mill of stray
but covering of God's Earth, through His relay!
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