The Bottom Line
I do not speak a mystery,
Or of an ancient history;
Proclaiming about the Gospel,
Onto each one of the people.
Whence first as I came I was weak,
Did not know just what I should seek;
Even cheated while I lied,
Until I found the Crucified.
A brilliant wisdom with some wit,
For being spiritually fit;
Would be never my cup of tea,
Only what God wants me to be.
Because He will show me the way,
That I will never go astray;
I do not want to be enticed,
Knowing of the return of Christ.
For we do not know the hour,
When God will use His power;
And His wisdom has been hidden,
From us for it is forbidden.
So I give you the bottom line,
As I await for my Divine;
No eye has seen nor ear has heard,
Except for faith within His Word.
Copyright © 2010 Richard Newton Sherrer
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