Poetry By Anthony James


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Poetry By Anthony James

Who doesn't know
The Sower Reaps
The Best of the Beast

Who is confused
Between the new and the used
Who can read the Word of God?

Let me tell of a mystery
Of a girl who could never See
About a boy, who wished she'd See
About the death of hearts
In a filthy sea of blind hearts
And winnowy trees-

Above and beneath me-

Oh, come with me.
But I cannot change you

What will you do?

Sacred Word you are the S(acred)word
The word of God is living and active. Sharper than any double-edged sword, it penetrates even to dividing soul and spirit, joints and marrow; it judges the thoughts and attitudes of the heart.

Hebrews 4:12

How can I say it?
How can I dress it up for you?
So, that you will hear it...
So, that you will fear Him

So that you will Love Him.
Because you sinned.

This is a much bigger deal that the world will ever understand...
Oh understand... understand... come on!
Come on!

Hurry, please!
It is almost time.