The world wants all her eyes can see
When full she’ll seek for more
Yet nothing found can set her free
Nor close death’s gaping jaw
Her master’s jail is filling fast
Hate’s doors are ever wide
Still burdened by her wicked past
She’ll blindly walk inside
With lust, she drinks his cup of swill
For gain she’ll stop at nought
Her wilful brood will cheat and kill
Doubting The True report
Even of those The Light have seen
Who’ve heard and then believed
Oft idly sit as Jesus’ queen
And doubt that they’re deceived
The world needs Fire to burn inside
Place Jesus always first
She needs to see why Jesus cried
And why the bush was cursed
Salvation’s grasped but by a few
Who give to God their all
Who’s faith stands firm in all they do
Whilst all around them fall
The world is doomed as Satan’s whore
Sucking damnation’s breast
Her brood will enter hell’s wide door
To find therein no rest
Yet ere the bride joins Christ on high
We too our lives must give
To sin and world choose now to die
If in the next we’ll live
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem