~His Powerful Sword

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Today I decided to do a repost of a poem I wrote back in August of 2008. It was late at night, and we were experiencing a tremendous storm while anxiously waiting to hear the news that the new baby of some dear friends had arrived. (Talk about a recipe for wakefulness!) I got inspired, listening to the sounds outside my window, while I sat up on my bunk-bed, listening to my sisters chatter in the mostly dark room. I finished the second stanza the next morning. I agree with myself in the original post that the poem is rather odd. It’s a sobering reminder for me though, to remember the power and might of our glorious King!

His Powerful Sword

Lightning flashes!
Thunder roars!
The wind is heavy!
The rain pours!
The waters are rising,
Homes – flooded out.
This is a judgment –
There is no doubt!
Many are dying –
I can hear their cries.
They echo and echo…
Now the sound dies.
All is turmoil
And utter destruction!
This heavy storm
Has a great function:
To pass judgment
For the LORD.
This great tempest
Is HIS sword.
While those all around
Are food for the sharks,
I am sitting here safe
And sound on the ark.
The storm cannot touch me –
Praise be the LORD!
We are spared from the vengeance
Of HIS powerful sword.

“She murdered him!”
“He just lied!”
Sin surrounds us
On every side.
Wickedness is growing
Strong and stout.
Judgment is coming –
There is no doubt!
Many are dying
In their sins.
They care not at all
To make amends.
All will be turmoil
And utter destruction!
A future fire
Will have a great function:
To pass judgment
For the LORD.
The eternal fire,
Will be HIS sword.
While so many around
Will be forever tormented
HIS chosen are rescued –
In HIS will I’m contented.
HIS children are ransomed –
Praise be the LORD!
We are spared from the vengeance
Of HIS powerful sword.

To the KING be all the glory!

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  3. Kayla says:

    I think I’ve written poems like this before. It kinda reminds me of that song from Tangled, uh you know, the When Will My Life Begin Reprise 3. Not in the content but the format. I can almost imagine your poem put to music, it would be really jumpy. XDD By the way, good poem. ;)

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