Where To Start
Not enough words to explain nor would you digest
As these days now wane evil is now coming to fest
Look toward His Heavenly Sky and know His Name
Know exactly where you lie, how horrid your shame
Things are moving so fast and soon it could be here
Even a full life doesn't last, least that much is clear
With a red moon on the horizon time has now past
It's only Jesus The Son who'll forever make life last
The signs are there to see, just coincidence or fate
But if you are not yet free I implore you not to wait
Trust His Word on this that there will be many fools
The signs you can't miss as the martyred blood pools
Ponder significantly His Judgment, you His creation
Know the Son He sent who'll judge this wicked nation
Now is the time to learn and Praise His Holy Name
For many will burn in the darkness of their own shame
Only Jesus can cleanse your soul and make you clean.
He paid a great Price for you. But know most of all
how much He truly, truly loves you.
That's the best place to start
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