June 24, 2006

The generation before the tribulation

Tears flood down from heaven
I thought the days of Noah wouldn't come again
but You said they will --
waters rise in the desert

another war has come;
invisible weapons became rusted
aren't we prepared to fight for our King?
Are our eyes on the world's treasure
or on accolades we can collect to lay before the throne?
Are intellects primed for battle, sharpened with iron
or are we striving endlessly for perfection we will never reach?

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