Poem -

At The Heart of It

The church under Our Righteousness
is almost full restored
Ecclesiatical healing
right on the cusp of war

Like Israel, she'd been split asunder,
her mind broken up and torn
But God's calling the inner thunder
and healing the rift by removing the thorn

Rome has responded to Samaria
Peter's bishopric has stopped playing mother
Athens replied to Judah
Paul and James have found one another
Hebrew and gentile from Habasha to Sabaea
will call each other brother
in Alaska and Australia

Yes indeed there's been a change in whether
And some congregations are scared
But sometimes it goes worse
before it gets better
In the process of being repaired

From Kish to Kuth
from Armenia to Ophir
and unto the ends of the earth
the Spirit gathers them near
It's time to bow at the throne united;
the two witnesses shall apppear
as we cheer ecstatic-delighted
Cathartic justice will reveal her sheath,
as each martyr will shed a tear
and the cells of the lamb discover their worth

No servant is greater than The Master
The cup is ours to skull;
we shall not escape this disaster
Though we're told to pray "deliver all"
and "forgive them that do"
Just as the Son said at his fall
when they didn't have a clue
We'll be pushed off the edge
and touch the sky
but our Father's pledge
will help us fly

He is faithful to prepare the table
in front of our sad and sorry enemies
Our stand his Spirit enable
even as our blood is shed by friends
Crowns will not be needed
but given anyways
to those whom His Word have heeded
and of their Saviour praise
from deepest hearts that made amends
Our Hope will take all this evil
and drive it to good ends

True belivers come repent
Let's repair the Temple
as this world folds away like a tent
and exposes all the goatple:
the ones who at God vent
and don't receive the Gospel

Grip tight to the edge of the boat
Ride this storm as a priest-tribe sent
When the knife is at your throat
that's not the time to relent
Gird your new man with heavenly armour
Take stock and bring extra oil
This night may be longer before it gets calmer
Don't let your love now spoil
 

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