The Watchtower

27th March 2018

Multitudes upon multitudes,
Clap their hands and dance and sing
Entertainment is the name of the game,
A deceptive spirit has been sent,
Among the congregation.
If you have seen it,
Clasp your hand over your mouth,
And do not follow.

Multitudes upon multitudes,
Their ears are tickled,
Their hearts deceived.
Whitewash the sin and call it something else,
Cover it with platitudes,
And tell them they are blessed.

“Shepherds of my people, my children, repent.”
For the Lord sees your hearts,
Hungry for gain.
“Build the church,” you say.
Yet count the congregation and your tithes,
Erecting whitewashed buildings,
With no light there.

You have lost your first love,
And pride has crept in.
You say in your heart,
“Look and see at all that I have done,
I am blessed.”

But you do not know,
Your steps are ordered &
demons lead my children astray.
Call them to repent,
And do not whitewash the sin.

Know this,
On the day of judgement,
You too will be judged,
As shepherds of the flock,
Accountable for each child lost.

 

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