Sir Ricky's Inspirational Poetry Corner
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Salvation, glory and power,
Belong to our God and Lord;
We praise and worship each hour,
And remaining in one accord.
His judgments are both true and fair,
As He condemns the floozy;
Along with the ones that would dare,
Sexual sin while boozy.
He has taken revenge on her,
Because the blood of His servant;
Temptation with emotional stir,
Causing an arousing fervent.
Smoke rising from her forever,
The leaders and creatures bow;
Not wanting ties to sever,
For the church in keeping its vow.
So we must bow and worship God,
Who is sitting upon His throne;
As we praise to honor and laud,
So He will be pleased to condone.
Praise our God all of who serve,
Fear Him no matter who you are;
Even though you may not deserve,
He forgives and removes your scar.
Just like the noise of a waterfall,
And like the noise of loud thunder;
A large crowd is making a call,
Came a rumble from down under.
As the crowd lifted up its voice,
Gave Him glory while cheerful;
Because they wanted to rejoice,
Remaining happily tearful.
The marriage of the Lamb is now,
And Christ meets the beautiful bride;
While every knee shall bow,
The wedding will proceed inside.
Copyright © 2015 Richard Newton Sherrer
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