Dregs Of His Wrath

God is so, so angry... I had a dream a few nights ago
I had a dream the other night, vivid emotion conveyed:
Adonai's voice of many waters raged at being betrayed.
He angrily pointed at adultery and all divorce,
lies, stealing, coveting, homosexuality, of course.
Ishi added hunger, homeless, murder and fornications,
man's wicked inventions, greed, creeds: all great abominations.

Jehovah roared about those harlot daughters of the great whore.
They have done worse than their mother: teaching lies for God, He swore.
Worse, they arrogantly mislead you unaware against Him.
They commit blasphemy of the Holy Spirit: destroy them!
Of many members and riches they loudly and proudly tout.
Unforgivable, unforgivable! El Shaddai did shout.

He ranted about babies having babies, kids killing kids:
most parents in absentia, many moms and dads on the skids.
God expected those little ones be raised in His narrow ways;
and, children were told to obey, that long life may be their days.
Yet, even these children do worse than ever did their parents;
lazy, failing at ev'ry turn, into sex, sadly errant.

In deviant behavior of others, the world takes pleasure:
from wicked television, the movies and selfish measure.
Even man has defiled El Elyon's holy synagogues,
where they wantonly and boldly keep the sabbath of false gods:
irreverently saying, by Jesus' cross the change was made.
God's wrath is overflowing, for His ways should have been obeyed.

Judgment is done, sealing is complete, the hour now is at hand.
Christ has been told it is done, the filthy are as grains of sand.
Fall on your knees, beg Yeshua's mercy, shed heartbroken tears;
for it's not the mountains trembling or the earth quaking you hear:
it is Almighty Jehovah's wrath roaring out of Zion.
His Immanuel, with haste and speed, now has passed Orion,

Upon a cloud, He will be seen by both the good and the bad;
yet, instantly they all know that by Satan they have been had,
and they run to hide from the Lord: fire going before, hail behind,
as He takes up His loving righteous, obedient and kind.
By God's Twelve Precepts all were judged; but, those who were found guilty,
all will lie dead on earth: each were abominably filthy.

So intensely I sensed God's terrible rage in this vision,
somehow knowing He is ready now to achieve division.
God is so, so angry; the dregs of His wrath ready to spill,
causing weeping and wailing and gnashing of teeth: as His will.
Hear this messenger now, peoples of the world: repent, repent.
God is in a rage and He says it's too late now to relent.

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© Copyright 2004 Bonita M Quesinberry, R.C. 031904
Meter: 15
   By Bonita M Quesinberry, R.C.
Published: 3/21/2004
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