Don't think it so strange that I speak in rhyme,

That's how lovers speak. My beloved is Mine.

To think she is weak would be a mistake,

Her teeth are all sharpened, to devour the fake!

To the snake this is funny and seems like a joke.

We'll see if your laughing after My mighty stroke!

The wolves and hirelings have had fun all along,

While my beloved's been wounded and crushed in the throng!

She's up, and she's STRONG, lets all laugh together;

She's been taught and she'll storm all kinds of weather.

Is this kind of talk getting a bit confusing to you?

My beloved understands; because she's part of the few.

What more could I say or show in this place?

To praise Me and dance, you said She was crazed!

If I'd draw you a picture you'd be surprise!

To see My Bride dressed with sharp teeth and such FIRE!

(To eat up the fowl and burn up the liar)

Come on now..You say you want NO PART.

Of My Bride or her ways--"LET THE DANCING START!"

You danced for the world, for the world you made noise,

"Lets eat, drink, and be merry!" "We're such good ol' boys"

You should have been MEN, you should have listened to God!

Now through your land I'll stomp and I'll trod!

This mocking and sneering only pushes Mine on,

I have ordered Her to push threw the throng.

DEATH TO YOU ALL! Death with confusion on your face.

Who would have thought, "Death? In this Holy Place?"

Only moments now and My Bride will take flight...

Surprise! I've come upon you like a thief in the night

Call on your gods; ask, "Lord is it me?" Call on your gods, Whatever it may be

Like Judas, you thief, Death is your reward from me!

My disciples and sheep will scatter no more...

She's My Beloved. Your wife is the whore!

Yes, you are blind. Blinded by men!

Who would only speak peace and not of Your sin.

Now it's upon you. THIS IS THE END!!

I ask you to choose... I said to choose quick,

Now I AM here with my sword, rod and whip.

I warned you I'd come with a sword to devour,

I warned and I warned. MAN...THIS IS THE HOUR!

Satan came in the form of Love--this is true;

Take a look in the mirror. His image is YOU!

He takes on My likeness to decieve and to kill,

He likes you to be quiet, don't move, just be still.

The Scribes and Pharisees thought they were right,

But they were blind! They refused the true light!

Now Mockers I'll ask one thing, and that's it.

What have you offered?...before the sky splits!

You say you have faith. You need only believe

You forgot the 1st commandment ... to love only me!

The demons in hell believe and they tremble,

You say you believe? Salvation is simple!

I went through the land marking My sheep,

The ones you abused, and used for your meat.

The joke is on you, the delusion is here!

My Bride is prepared. She's done with her tears!!

You say. I know that's not God! Where's the compassion or love?

But the Husband is angry, and I come for my Dove!

Depart, Depart you workers of iniquity!

"Oh, call me a doctor, Call for my Lawyer!"

"I'll show these prophets what's Decent and in Order!"

Now hear what the Lord says about this place,

Your a joke, a shame, and a total disgrace!

I told you your heart would grow weak and faint,

You can't take these words from My "uneducated Saints!?"

Your wisdom was learned from one man to the next...

You say My wisdom looks foolish...AND FROM THE WRONG SEX!

But WHERE were the MEN when I pleaded and called?

This is THE DAY---IT'S THE END OF IT ALL!!!

Amen

by Verna Schuler