" Get Your House In Order "
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Standing in the midst of the crowd
Stood a man with a shining countenance
Upon his head was a diadem crown
And in his hand a fiery sword
Revolving in circular fashion
Barring the way
To those that were not worthy
He cried aloud " Woe to you "
Children of the Damned
" Woe to you "
Lost Tribe of the Elect
We who were chosen
Filed in one by one
And those without
Were banished to roam
In endless caravan
Across the Divide
With great weeping
And gnashing of teeth
A partition was formed
From Heaven to Earth
With ascending
And descending angels
A great roar was heard
Throughout the Kingdom
And a Messenger
Sounded a solemn warning
Great Tribulation is coming
From out of the sky
The King of Morning Terror
We shrank back in horror
And pleaded for Mercy
To a Pale Horseman
Silohuetting the horizon
He pointed a withered figure
And declared with certainty
Only Collective Prayer
Can divert the Collision
Three score and ten days
Is the Ultimatum
Copyright by Peter Paton 2006
Love,
Joselyn
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Sherry
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