| THE VOICE STILL SPEAKS |
The absurd norm
The frequency of the
world
Drifting away as
though none is God
The scent of
eternity is so faint to many
Alas, the end of the
ages has befallen us all
So much noise and
commotion deafens and beclouds the ears of men
The distractions are
stifling, almost strangling even
We incline our ears
to the media, the horoscope, the lies of false prophets, the seductions of our
own flesh
When shall we ever
listen?
To that simple
stirring and patient nudging that seems so distant yet is nearer to us than our
skin
In the midst of the
mumbo-jumbo
A voice springs,
full of clarity
Solemn yet
reverberating through nature's course
Sounding the alarm
in the wilderness of vanity
Away! Get far away,
it plead earnestly
From darkness, void
and formlessness
Lest I pounce upon
you like a lioness
Lest I come suddenly
upon you like a thief in the night.
Let him who has ears
dug out for him hear what the Spirit says
The voice of the
Lord thunders like the clapping of thunder in a mighty storm
The voice of the
Lord is majestic upon the wind and waters
It stirs the quiet
creeks and forms ripples
And awakens the dead
and buried from their graves
The voice of the
Lord is terrible, who can stand when He speaks?
Tremble at His voice
all people, all nations, all lands.
Hear and hearken
His voice of mercy
still calls
The voice of wisdom
still calls to the sons of men to forsake folly and embrace godliness
His voice of
judgement comes soon.
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