"The Day"

Father, what a delight you are...
The golden and bright shining star.

The Father of peace and goodwill to all...
A love that comes to our sorrow call.

To the wrong "you" correct...
To the righteous "you" protect.

On Locusts and Honey your disciples feed...
Swallowing up all man's sin and greed.

The wrath of God to set them free...
To hold on fast to your integrity;
The Holy Spirit inside of me.

Died I not from my mothers womb...
To give up the Ghost unto the dume.

An untimeley birth I had not been,
The light of God I've always seen;
From the wilderness, a very great wind.

To bring me out from the cold, dark land...
Where Satan dwells and plays his hand...
To kill his voice and take his man...
To take away God's Holy Divine Plan.

Let the day perish where I was born...
Let it be darkness to his scorn...
To kill the beast and set it to naught...
That tricky old serpant, with a smile he flaunts...

Facade: An image that belongs to him not.

He'd oppressed the just to steal his fruit...
To play the tune of God's beautiful flute...
And all the while within he is brute.

An evil spirit to gain his passion...
The praise of man in demon fashion.

To keep God's Cause closed and at bay...
Anything the flattering spirit will say...
To lead into captivity, his Holy Day.

He keeps himself covered by the mountains and rocks...He slithers and slimes to deceive the stock... My hand is against this block.

I will declare my opinion, and God's Holy Word...
Compelled by the Spirit to vent the Sword.

Clothed in White Linen, this new wineskin to give an answer unto relief... I stand with God against impartiality...

I flatter not with deceitful lips... To degrade myself in this ungodly way...I would just assune die, and be taken away...

To depart from man and go astray...
Where "There is no Shepherd but God himself"...

Where truth and life are forever felt...
Girded upon this great white belt...
And beside him standing the staff and the rod...
to "Guide the lost... and feed the sheep"

Unleavened Bread and pure corn wheat...
The Breath of Life, and the Son of Man...
THE FATHER, THE SON, AND THE HOLY GHOST, AMEN

"The Alter"
Rhonda