Poetry

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Three dimensional images have obscured all of your vision.
Here on earth you can't find peace until you make a decision.
A decision to seek the fourth dimension of the spiritual realm,
To place your Father on the deck and let Him have the helm!

Why are you still sleeping when we've come so near the end?
His will is that you would wake up and seek Him as a friend.
In this act there is no evil or wrongdoing or regret.
Can't you see the One who calls through death is living yet?
How can you deny the Truth and perish in your pleasure?

In God we know there is no limit to your wealth and treasure!
So in His Son we'll make our stand and this will be our calling!

Come one, come all, come everyone who thinks they might be falling.
Only God can lift you up, but sin will lay you low.
Many fall into the trap of Satan and to their death they go.
Men think they're so wise and that their plans will never fail.
On their own wisdom they place their trust and then end up in hell.
None of them have known the Truth, but only their own devices.

The Way of love they have not known, they rely on Satan's vices.
On fire for all eternity, they scream and cry aloud.

Many were called but few were chosen; most were just too proud.
A man can seek the Lord his God with all his mind and soul,
Never having his whole heart in it and really not being made whole!

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