The Sermon At the Pulpit
Every week being different yet the Power still the same
Of what some people meant and what was their game
But the Lord always prevails for what do fools know
His Love one that never fails and makes a heart glow
Curing, feeding, forgiving and even raising the dead
An amazing life He was living in all those things Said
Crowds with Him everywhere, He could barely rest
But He didn't care in teaching how to pass the test
Upon water He walked, the Winds know His Voice
As He talked many people would come and Rejoice
Many say that He would preach often using a Fable
But really He would teach for He's the only One Able
If only you had the occasion to sit and talk by His Side
He doesn't use persuasion for that was satan who lied
His Word like a Sword cutting the wicked from the vine
My great loving sweet Lord, can't wait for the next line
1 Peter 1:25
But the word of the Lord endureth for ever.
And this is the word which by the gospel is preached unto you.
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