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Behold, the day is near,
Burning like a furnace;
When some people will fear,
Seeing such vulgarness.
Rudeness and arrogance,
Evil will be stubble;
Of such an insurgence,
Coming from the rubble.
The day is drawing nigh,
When chaos sets ablaze;
As all the trees will die,
Walking blind through the haze.
For you who fear His name,
The sun of righteousness;
Shall rise as to proclaim,
As He heals and will bless.
Healing comes from His wings,
As you leap like a dear;
Because the healing brings,
Strength as you persevere.
You shall tread down the imps,
For they will be of ash;
Free the girls from their pimps,
No longer sold for cash.
Under the soles of feet,
The day that God will act;
When in hell they will meet,
Fiery lake as fact.
Remember of the Law,
Moses commanded you;
Departure cause a flaw,
Precept judgments are true.
God will send a prophet,
Before the awesome day;
Not a fake for profit,
Like some that make you stray.
He will be turning hearts,
Children to their fathers;
No longer one departs,
For helping their brothers.
Lest God will come and slay,
The land with a decree;
Curse those who disobey,
Setting the righteous free.
Copyright © 2019 Richard Newton Sherrer
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The Great Day of the LORD
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