Poetry

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This shall be for the future,
Generations yet to be;
Could be facing the rapture,
The believers that will see.

Created to praise the Lord,
As He looked down from Heaven;
For someone in one accord,
That salvation was given.

He heard the groaning of them,
Set free who were doomed to die;
Released before God condemn,
Because the pleas that they cry.

They may declare in Zion,
Speak to the name of the Lord;
Praise like a roaring lion,
That He was honored and adored.

When the people do gather,
To worship and serve the Lord;
The kingdoms come together,
For being in one accord.

The Lord has broken my strength,
While shortening my days;
This has been cutting the length,
A leash allowing my strays.

Take me not away my days,
Away in the midst of years;
Avoid those immoral ways,
Show God honor that reveres.

For God laid the foundation,
Of old created the earth;
Giving us a salvation,
Which allows us a new birth.

Heaven is work of His hands,
They will perish but we live;
We remain through His commands,
For all who He does forgive.

Their garments shall then wear out,
He will change them like a robe;
They will pass away with doubt,
Before they see the new globe.

But God will remain the same,
His years will not have an end;
His children dwell to proclaim,
No longer will they offend.

Copyright © 2020 Richard Newton Sherrer

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