Michael P. Johnson - TO THE BRIDE REVEALED

So few will find eternal rest
So few will find true Peace
So few will pass God’s simple test
Bringing from death release

The devil’s fruit they’ll reap instead
The bible tells it well
No dropp to drink no meat or bread
Within the bowels of hell

There’s no release from Satan’s cage
No grace and no parole
Eternal is the painful wage
Of each polluted soul

Rebellious hearts are hard as stone
Putrid their wayward mind
Foul stench will ooze from flesh and bone
When in the pit confined

Within such filth’s no the hope of death
No peaceful longed for tomb
But stench and torment breathe for breathe
Screaming in the gloom

Where else for souls with no remorse
Who’ve lived for selfish gain
The Lord remains but one sole course
If righteousness should reign

Yet some will say “This cannot be
God’s not a God of fear”
Failing to know they cannot see
And have no ears to hear

It’s by God’s grace The Truth is seen
Through Heaven’s love divine
Promised and given Jesus’ queen
To drink like precious wine

Michael P. Johnson

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