Sir Ricky's Inspirational Poetry Corner

The Lord is zealous,

An avenging God;

Angered and jealous,

We honor and laud.

The Lord takes vengeance,

Against any foes;

For their negligence,

God already knows.

God sustains His rage,

But slow to anger;

Power and courage,

To who is vulgar.

The Lord allows not,

Evil go scot free;

Having perverse thought,

Discipline will be.

He is marching out,

Like a raging storm;

And without a doubt,

Sanctions will transform.

For the battle cry,

The Lord shouts it out;

The sea becomes dry,

As they see a drought.

The mountains quiver,

The earth is laid waste;

A dried-up river,

A grim fate they faced.

No one can withstand,

His indignation;

When on sinking sand,

For deviation.

No one can resist,

Against His fierce wrath;

Anger does persist,

On your crooked path.

For the Judgment Day,

Sets you afire;

Because that you stray,

For your desire.



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