With gravity that keeps me bent,
I want to know just where you went
And when we will unite?
For all creation groans with me
Despairs its mediocrity
And like your children, longs to be
Detached and in full flight.
Those left on earth will wonder why
The light and dark crash in the sky?
That hour when we unite.
My God, this nation’s voted in
New laws and people bent on sin.
Some thumb their nose at You and grin–
Deceived that dark is light.
I know you have no choice but one–
To judge the world for what it’s done.
Remember those who kiss the Son?
Who chose to do what’s right?
I’m clinging to the cross–I plead–
Oh, help us harvest holy seed!
Prepare them robes of white.
Come discipline your children, Lord,
And grab the ones who say they’re bored
And teach us all to wield your sword
Prepare us for your fight.
We know the world is near the end–
The eastern sky will split and rend.
Oh, make your peace with God, my friend!
The thief comes in the night!
By C. Hope Flinchbaugh
Please share this with friends of like mind–encourage the hearts of those who fear. I trust you are well, and that you are leaning in to hear God’s voice in these last days. Listen for his voice! Watchmen, watch! He’s coming in an hour when we do not expect him, like a thief in the night.