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Poetry by Andy P

Who He is and What I am

Who He is and What I am.
He is the potter I am the clay,
Mold me after your ways,
He is the painter I am the paint,
Paint me in your image,
He is the baker I am the dough,
Bake me with your sweetness,
He is the tailor I am the cloth,
Sew me with your threads of love,
He is the carpenter I am the wood,
Carve me after your steadiness,
He is the blacksmith I am the iron,
Smelt me with your passion for the truth,
He is the farmer I am the field,
Sow your seeds in my life.

The World's End

When the sands of time cease to turn,and evil waxes worse and worse, when the world is nearing its end, after many have dissapeared, when the mark of the beast is forced upon all, when nations wage wars, when one rises up to rule the world, when evil spreads through mans heart, when everything good seems to have faded away and things of evil have taken their place, when those you love turn against you, when nature rages round the world sowing seeds of loss and sorrow, when troubled times
arise for all, when a world with peace is forgotten and a world filled with hate only remains,when some try and to make a stand against the forces of evil, when rulers of the worlds greatest nations give power to one man, when that one man rules with tyranny, hate, and fear, when all seems lost, to have been for nothing, when God is banned from all people and when God is forgotten, when those left behind begin to despair, when their cries for mercy wax louder and louder, when history is forgotten
and the present is being corrupted when the future is feared by all, then shall the earth be darkened with shadows, when man forsakes the one and only God and turns to wicked things, then shall the earth be shadowed in darkness when the sky is blackened by satans rule, when mankind has lost all hope, when evil seems to have the victory over all things good, when friends and family scorn thee. In these times look towards the blackened sky, then shall the Lord and His armies come with a shout and the sound of trumpets break through the cloak of darkness created by satan and they shall break satans hold on earth and all those who follow the father of everything evil shall be cast for all eternity into the lake of fire made for satan and his angels of darkness, in these times all who believe on the one and only God shall live forever in mansions of gold in the kingdom He has prepared for us and shall sing praises to Him forever-more. So in darkest times remember that the one and only God is always with you.

Poetry by Andy P