Times of Dread
Seek ye the lord in these times of dread. Get down on your knees and bow down your head. Put down the pleasures in this world you do seek. Be not prideful, become as the meek.The Lord can see these times we are in and desires his children to seek him again.
When the world becomes dark, dismal and grey, remember to bow down your heads and to pray. As the clouds are darkened by the tides of war, the lord will come down with a mighty roar.The darkness will then give way to the light and Gods’ faithful followers will be saved from their plight.
Copyright © Terry Burns | Year Posted 2013
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