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My Time is Coming.....to starve all the gods of the earth

by Linda Jackson  
7/10/2017 / Poetry


Two words from My mouth,

"I Will"

Spoken thousands of years ago and yet to come

An hour when evil will be frightfully still

"I Will"

Remove all things from the face of the earth

Men, beast, birds, fish, the wickedness of men's curse

"I Will"

Cut off the priests of old and new

Those who lift hands to rocks and trees

Who pray to satan and Me

Many of old and also now

Turn their backs on Me, to others they bow

Hush!

Be silent I say

For a day is near, a price must be paid

On that day the viloent liar in My house will be removed

A cry from their lips fall from where they once stood

"I Will"

My words forever stand

"I Will"

Punish those who bring viloence and deceit to My house and land

A terrifying wail from the guilty ones

A fearful thought of what is to come

My lamp will search for stagnant spirits, impure and foul

They say in their hearts, as if they know Me so well

That I will not do dvil or good

Then they place Me on their shelf

Wealth they worship

Buying homes and gardens that yield

Places they will not live in

Nor enjoy the fruit of their field

Listen!

It's near and coming soon

My great day

One of wrath, trouble and distress

Destruction, desolation and darkness thick with gloom

Listen!

It's on its way

A warriors bitter cry

A trumpet sounds against cities

And towers high

"I Will"

Bring distress on men

For against Me they have sinned

My Word like a bell has rung

The fallen will walk as if blind

Blood made dust

And flesh as filthy dung

"I Will"

In the fire of My jealousy purge all from the earth

The wailing cries to idols will be consumed

I will not share My glory with the gods of sun or moon

Silver or gold will not deliver from the day of My wrath

The earth will be devoured, the mold has been cast

Gather together, I cry to My own

Those who love My Name

Remove yourselves before this furnace of anger

As the chaff falls, so brittle and dry

The blaze will burn as it falls from the sky

My enemies will see My hand

They will be driven out, leaving the land

Destruction of those who put My children in chains

Those who soil and dishonor My Name

A portion of My children will be removed

However, I always leave a faithful few

The enemy restrained, My children lie down to rest

I take care and restore, ready for more tests

The pride of the enemy, the boast of their lips

Has gotten My attention

Their arrogance never quits

Evil doesn't like being thrown into the wilderness

Yet their land will become forever desolate

A place of nettles, as souls shrivel in salty pits

I give power to those who follow Me

Power to take the fortunes as evil falls

Able to inherit the land

As My nation answers My call

My mighty voice will terrify the hearts of the worse

I will starve all the demon gods of the earth

For awhile they continue to hunger

Wanting children even from birth

These demons will fall, shuddering when I speak

My light will shine in the darkness

Knees bowed to idols become shaky and weak

Great cities will crumble, some then and more to come

Prideful cities, secure in what they have done

My sword will srike

One of Truth and Light

I stretch out My hand

Against the weight of the night

Desolation, a city, parched and dried

I lay bare the evil ruins as they try to hide

Spiritual ruins, where wild beasts roam and rest

Those who pass by wave their hands in contempt

My children mingled with the world

Rebelled, became defiled

Mean and full of misery

Many today are repeating history

The fallen and lost say to Me

"We Will Not"

Listen to the voice in our hearts

Accept Your instructions as You speak

Or trust You, for our desires are what we seek

"We Will"

Spoken long ago by children who broke My heart

"We Will"

Spoken by children of today

The words of satan still playing their part

My princes had become devouring, roaring lions of might

Judges, like wolves who hunt and kill

Their greed exposed by My morning light

The prophets I called to serve

Were reckless and treacherous in acts and words

Priests violated My precious sanctuary of peace

My law violently used, causing justice to cease

How My church today is much the same

The dark spirit that dug pits before

Stands ready, waiting for those they call to open their door

Only in Me people are righteous, those who believe

I bring My unfailing justice to light for all to see

But the unjust know no shame

They have become what they claim

"Surely it is Time"

For My people to honor My Name

Time to obey and turn from their crimes

"Surely it is Time"

For I have left ruins, cities laid waste

"Surely it is Time"

For obedience to take place

But there is an eagerness for evil to grow

A time for the corrupting heart to disobey what it knows

"Wait"

For Me, I cry

Because of all the corruption I have seen

"Wait"

For the day I rise

To face the evil that darkens men's eyes

"Wait"

One day I will decide to gather

The kingdoms and nations all

The unjust and unworthy

Their will be many who answer this call

"Wait"

While on this great number I pour out burning anger

All the earth devoured

Consumed by My great power

Destroyed by the heart of a passion that burns

My desire to purify lips of those willing to turn

"Wait"

For a day will come

When My people will feel no shame

For what their rebellious hearts have done

Prideful ones will be removed

Only the power of My hand can clean where they stood

Many of My children wait for that day

When the spirit of this world will be taken away

Never again will the filth of self centered man

Be allowed on My Holy Mountain to stand

I, Lord of the universe will place My foot on this Mount

A surging power causing a might split

Evil voices will cry out for Me to quit

I speak of a remaining part

An humble people, those who hold Me in their hearts

Long ago they took refuge in My Name

A day is coming when much more they will claim

A time to see the power of My healing hand

My children will be fully clean

No more in lies or wrongs will they stand

No trembling in fear for on Me they will lean

On that day My daughter of Jerusalem will rejoice

Rejoicing with all who have made Me their choice

The oppressed and outcast I will gather in My arms

I will save the lame, keep them from harm

How I love them, the scars on My hands show how much

How I love them, My hope is that they cry for My touch

The power of My love among My people

Will turn shame to praise

This will happen in all the earth one day

Through Zephaniah I have shown a glimpse

Of how I will terrify and starve the gods of man

A glimpse of how I will lovingly care for My lambs

Before the very eyes of My children

I will restore what was lost

A time when the whole earth will see this done

A time to honor the Father, Spirit and Son

~~~~~

My feedom cost You, the King of Israel, so much

You chose not to judge me as I deserve

You will have Your remnant, those who stand on Your Word

You by my side

The enemy cleared away

In hate they will cry

A day, an awesome day, all tears will be gone

An eager passion and desire will shine on my face

My hand will rise as You take Your place

You Lord God in my midst

You are my warrior who saves

Victorious over my deadly grave

Lord I caused You so much pain

Oh, how I have broken Your heart

Only through Your tender mercy can purity be regained

My seeking You, thrills You so

A cleansing then goes through my very soul

Your renewing love I will know and feel for sure

No darkness left to dim a love so pure

A time coming in all the earth

A time when I will be free from the fallen one's curse

LJ/17

 

 

 

 

 

My name is Linda Jackson. I am a blessed wife, mother and grandmother. I am a Biblical counselor and teacher to women in jail. I also teach kindergarten Sunday school. I enjoy writing, playing in the yard with my plants and doing cross stitch while watching football.

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