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The day comes burns like an oven, When all the arrogant stumble; The evildoers are sloven, Gnashing their teeth as they grumble. That day comes shall set them ablaze, Leaving them neither branch nor root; Darkness will be filling their days, Without vegetables or fruit. But for those who fear will the name, The sun of righteousness shall rise; Healing in its wings to proclaim, And the wisdom to make you wise. Like calves in a stall, you will grow, And you shall tread upon evil; Ashes under your feet shall show, That would remain of the devil. Remember the Law that God gave, Through Moses the statutes and rules; After rescuing you as a slave, So that no longer be the fools. The prophet Elijah God has sent, Before the great and awesome day; Offering those who will repent, The path of the heavenly way. He shall turn the heart of fathers, Unto the children of their hearts; Smite and curse the land of loathers, Utter wipeout of their ramparts. Copyright ©2022 Richard Newton Sherrer Vote for this poem
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