The Prophetess By the Wall
Take heed where you receive your prophecy One may call herself a prophetess only to miss only she is the self-fulfilled sealed by her own prodigy to kill true prophets to take what is thine your bliss Like Jezebel all dressed up with nothing to show to take the life of others while she threatens to take all Painted scarlet with silken tongue only the veneer of divine gold * * By the true God and His prophets the words that came to pass The place where dogs licked the blood of Naboth shall dogs lick thy blood for her whoredom and witchcrafts the land had no peace was alas Jehu rode under her window not as her Romeo to pine for her love with the words who is with me the eunuchs by her bed Her writing sprinkled on the wall as Jehu’s stead stood tall not swayed by her fleshly desires through Jezebel to her death * * The dogs shall eat Jezebel by the wall of Jezreel by the Word of Lord Jehu celebrates the call but compassion for she was a king's daughter Go bury the woman accursed but no rest for the wicked ward for the false bread will never profit nor tread upon the true waters The skull, and the feet, and the palms of her hands is all that was found
The Sprit of Jesus is the Spirit of prophecy so I do pray you heed His call prophesying from your own heart will end like Jezebel’s gnawed by hounds
Copyright © John Beam | Year Posted 2014
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