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Seek the Lord as He may be found,
Call on Him while He is near;
And listen for the gentle sound,
Honor and laud as you revere.
Let evil abandon its ways,
As wicked people forsake thoughts;
Guiding anyone back that strays,
That was considered as crackpots.
Let them return unto the Lord,
He will show compassion to them;
Because they have not been ignored,
And He will not either condemn.
Let them return to our God,
Because He will freely forgive;
Confess and He will heal where flawed,
So they can eternally live.
His thoughts are never what you think,
Since His ways are never your own;
Because of the poison you drink,
The Lord does not ever condone.
Heaven is higher than the earth,
So are the ways of our Lord;
His thoughts also have much more worth,
That are never to be ignored.
At times while the north winds blow,
Cold days as dark clouds fill the sky;
It is not rain rather as snow,
What the Lord did you cannot deny.
Rain comes down to water the ground,
Making the plants sprout up and grow;
Maturing without any sound,
To reap as to what we did sow.
So shall His Word from our tongue,
Will be like the rain and the snow;
The seeds from the mouth that are flung,
Shall enter the ear as to grow.
You will be going out with joy,
Guided being led out in peace;
For rebuilding, not to destroy,
Songs of joy that will never cease.
Remember the name of the Lord,
To be an everlasting sign;
For remaining in one accord,
Always in one with the Divine.
Copyright © 2016 Richard Newton Sherrer
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