Greater He than all, He who made it all!
Suffering Lord, crucified! His own call!
Creator of all and everything around,
That tiny ant and Mount Everest tall.
Taller, claimed, than tall other mountains!
With Kanchenjunga close second, to count
Both fixed in the Himalayan range.
Worshipped by many, seems very strange.
For while they are taller than all around
And surely both fixed well to the ground.
Still not to be worshipped by human kind
Or anything else created we find.
Sun still higher than both of those hills
Many more bowing to idols that kill.
Consider well truth of the matter,
When earth is destroyed all matter will shatter!
Do not care to be around when this comes about!
Spirits of men in great fear will shout out!
For help! But cries are too late
Bride of Christ gone! All have entered the Gate!
May sound strange but we have yet to see power
Recognizable, not seen every hour!
Growing accustomed to lightning, earthquakes,
Turning earth no longer stranger when it shakes.
Accustomed to the thunders roar
Not unlike cannon only more!
And heard afar off, far mightier crash!
Whatever noise develops when huge objects bash!
Crash into each other with thunderous noise!
God speaking earth hears! We forget poise!
Run for cover forgetting He sees!
Through sheltering cover, thousands of trees!
Sure, He sees, protects all who love
And worship and serve Him above.
All who do are destined to be
With Him in Heaven eternally!
That is forever, son!
the Sam 05.2014