RHETORIC 2

Great is the disceptation of these days,

Yet men are still homey in their sinful ways.

Spellbind in duskiness,

Heart full of deceit and wickedness.

Sin has made them frigorific, heatless and cold

Constant feeding of the soma has caused the Spirit Man to be weary and old.

( *_This are the signs of the final days)_*.

How many souls will be won by you this Year?

Will you God's Word adhere?

Or are you still intoxicating yourself with beer,

Hoping God never appears.

Can't you see the signs are clear?

Atone now my dear

And free thyself from fear.

Come be renewed by His Word,

And be distinguished from the world.

Don't get lost in the crowd,

Come join us in the cloud.

Be a Fisher Of Men

And not a Fisher of bread,

You never know what lies ahead;

Tommorow you might be dead.

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