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    The “same yesterday, today, and forever”
    Declare the scriptural prophet–of holy writ.
    The connon is replete, and divinely clever,
    Ascerting a throne in-place, for God to sit.

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    The “same yesterday, today, and forever”
    Declare the scriptural prophet–of holy writ.
    The connon is replete, and divinely clever,
    Ascerting a throne in-place, for God to sit.

    The world is!–and creation is a noble place,
    Where man will arrange his moment in space.
    A firmament with strict laws…is paramount,
    For, our sovereign God will manifest His face.

    No other god can possibly create this world;
    Placed here for man to reverence true might.
    Foolish mankind invents gods–in a worldspin,
    While evil advocates provoke God to a fight.

    Holy Generals ordain man to resist evil ways;
    As the mouthpiece-of-deity heralds the light.
    Free agency provides fools with darker days;
    For their blind choice is to grope in the night.

    When nefarious predominates within a society,
    Drastic measures should awaken new change.
    Man can’t perpetuate in God’s divine sobriety;
    For then, earth is wasted–without a chance.

    Life was designed for man to see his Creator,
    And honour allegience to no other godly rule.
    Carnal profit is naught–compared to a soul;
    He gains a fleeting glory–in a world of fools.

    Tomorrow God will reign, as He did yesterday;
    Today is the same–with a future and a past.
    War between good and evil will forever stay,
    When man worships God, evil refuses to last.

    Prophets establish validity in One Holy God;
    He admonishes truth to enter into His sight.
    Who denies life, as hearts continue to beat?
    Does death have the power to create might?

    Holy scriptures proclaim a Creator of this life;
    God demands devotion, or life is taken away.
    While formulating truth within a natural man,
    Blood flows thru life on the words that pray.

    Noah gathered a few folks to float on a flood;
    Everyone else…was doomed to sink, or swim.
    When life fails to serve a true and living God,
    There’s no one to save–on a righteous whim.

    Pharoah ruled over Isreal, for God to oversee;
    Fortunately, Moses grew-up in the royal court.
    Plagues and disease ordered to set Isreal free;
    Finally, the king chased a God to the Red Sea.

    Looking forward to a distant promised land,
    Where inhabitants worship gods-in-the-wild.
    Isreal is a crude-lot for Joshua to command;
    A Holy War destroys man, woman, and child.

    Ultimately, God created an expendable world,
    Where life is the principle salvation of a soul.
    Saving the soul is more precious than pearls,
    So far as flesh heeds the value prophets told.

    On earth, we await the loveable hand of God,
    While the world revolves upon the human race.
    The spirit is willing, but the flesh lacks a shod,
    To walk the principles on the paths we chase.
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