Poetry

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The Lord spoke thus to me,
Warned me not to go stray;
His strong hand helped me see,
Continue in His way.

Do not call conspire,
Do not fear what some fear;
Dread what they desire,
Showing God, you love dear.

The Lord of Host always,
You honor as holy;
He be your fear all days,
True God One and only.

Let Him always to be,
As your sanctuary;
Stumbling rocks that you see,
Avoiding when weary.

As many may stumble,
They fall and be broken;
They complain and grumble,
Of what God has spoken.

Bind the testimony,
As you seal the teaching;
Expose who is phony,
False seers who are preaching.

I will wait for the Lord,
Who is hiding His face;
Never to be ignored,
Of feeling His embrace.

For I am His child,
The Lord gave me His signs;
Not a man defiled,
Who complains and whines.

Always say unto them,
The mediums they seek;
That the Lord will condemn,
If spiritually weak.

For they look to the earth,
As they pass through the land;
Not seeing the true worth,
Trusting in His command.

Copyright © 2020 Richard Newton Sherrer

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