July 18-19, 2024

you would speak “God commanded me”

when in fact it is you commanding God

your wishful dreams intrude upon His glory

as seen by those who cannot see your lie

you usurp Moses’ place, Isaiah’s, Joel’s

in your pride even stand where Jesus would

and when called out cry “Do not condemn!”

would you condemn us, whom God has sent

would call you from your own condemnation

would you dare be so abhorrently deceived

that the Truth you claim to speak eludes you

when spoken from much more righteous lips

you shun the Truth that would fully save you

for the transient bliss of your master’s lies

you are no Godly prophet, are more the fool

whose grasp at glory has slipped, has fallen

no more holds the Rock, clings instead to dust