Poem of a Psalm 52
You are rich,
I am poor,
With a deceitful tongue,
You chase me more,
I endure your wrath,
By my LORD's Holy Spirit,
You fail miserably, ungodly one,
Your agony and doom in hell, daily before all men exhibit.
Your inward parts know that God is good,
Although you fail Him by lack of fear,
Oh, my brother why you never understood,
That our God protects the meek, humbles, and breaks the spear...
A man can not have two masters,
Either serve one and hate the other,
And since you don't accept the One who chastens,
You serve the devil and hate The Father!
Do not say I did not warn you, repent and believe in the atonement blood of Jesus Christ. Be born again and turn away from your sins. Go through the narrow gate for broad and wide is the gate that leadeth to eternal hell but few will inherit the kingdom of God in Heaven. Amen, Maranatha!
