JEHOVAH ALMIGHTY GOD

poem by: Kenvil Atkins
Written on Dec 18, 2020

At fifty the spirit moves me, it told me of the meaning of life
Which I now reveal to you, listen, mortal man,
Son of man he said, all you have done up till now is pardon
The truth is revealed to you, take heed on judgment day
And the spirit said to me, I am the Lord Jehovah

I created you out of the dust of the earth
In you, I place my spirit for an appointed time
Your forefathers disobey me and cease to see my glory
In bitterness and suffering my son bought your redemption
And now he sits in judgment of your soul

At your appointed time I will call upon you says, my Lord
My spirit will move within you and life truth will be clear
And your life will be transformed forever
At that time you should ask for forgiveness of your past sins
Laying all your burden at my son's feet and embrace his love

All communications will be through him in the spirit no other
Ask what you seek of me and it will be given according to your faith
For the former thing of this world will have pass away in your desire
You will continue to serve me through my commandments and my mercy
To violate any of my commandments will mean spiritual death I have spoken

Brethren’s if the Lord Jehovah should call you today and you are trouble seek me
For this life will pass away quickly, and it’s possible to pass from life to eternal
Continue in prayer and meditate upon his holy words strengthen your faith always
No prize is won without great effort; your holy calling is an extension of Jehovah love
Clad yourself in the spirit and live in the faith of the coming of the Lord Jesus Amen

Copyright 2007 Kenvil Atkins

 

Tags: Happy, Love, Faith, Inspirational, Encouraging, Hope, Deep,

 

 

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