I wrote so many writes on Easter, that somehow this was forgotten in a document in Word, that I stumbled across it, while clearing out the drafts. Art

Manna, from Heaven"   My enemy and yours, believe, is Not, sitting idle, this lovely  Easter morn, He's planning and scheming, My lambs, to   Snatch, away.   I've given him powers ,which,  He thinks are great, And to the world they ring a True Chord   But to my own, he's but a fly To swat with, My Word   So dwell in It's safety, Cling, to It's shining way, And together, We 'll  Thwart him In each and every, Way.   But don't fall prey to,  his words,  That are disguised to sound like Mine, Check the spirits ,as you think You Hear,   For his voice can sound Sublime.   I rose to My father,  This very day, only a moment Ago,  Wth your sins, I went,  To sit beside Him; and, R eign; In  Love and Power; from His glorious, Heavenly,  Throne,    And don't forget your Comforter The third of Me, that in  You, abides.  For He will help you Tto discern The words and thoughts that Come,  From ethers Not seen,  With your eyes.    But my Spirit knows  them  Oh, so well And He quickens thee, To the truth And leads you to, Our  Throne   Where answers ,to your prayers In worship and in praise Are: but a blessing, For yor life,   From the Master, Away  There  you'll receive,  In abundance,  with power, Discernment, and, Wisdom,  And,  Our, grace and protection  For, thee. To enable you to share the, Ttruth,  To set the captives Free!  I suit up, in His armor, For the battle rages on. Today it's getting harder to see, Find, time, to ponder,and Reflect, Our country may, have been Founded in Him, In God we trust;  encribed on  Our dough. But with the morals of our day, Does; hardly, barely, Very faintly, Show.  For the lost are getting loster, The road is overgrown, Abundance and averice,  Immorality and hatred, too,  are, but  few, of the strongholds and traps , that we fall Into.  When pruning the branches,  Is past,  You'll  finally, at last,  When the rapture, you, Enwraps. My shining face to, See  And then in glory, you'll  Come back, And with, your, Loving Father, You'll, Forever, Be