Creatures of the night.
Posted by appolus on June 9, 2022
Tomorrows rain shall never come For this is the eve of the final setting sun The filth has not, nor shall be washed away And now the stench of a world that refuses to pray. This was a vineyard on a very fruitful hill There should have been good fruit but we took a bitter pill And wild grapes came forth and refused to now the knee We rejected the Creator for all that we could see. And so we drew iniquity with the cords of our own vanity And now the terror of the Lord and the glory of His Majesty Causes men to run and hide from the horror of the light For now they realize that they are creatures of the night. The children of the day shall take their place atop the mountains And from those lofty heights there shall flow eternal fountains And all the nations of the earth shall flow towards these waters And the praises of our God and King shall rise from sons and daughters.
A Call To The Remnant 
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