Sharon Maree Smith
A Wicked Generation.. - Poem by Sharon Maree Smith
'It is a wicked generation that asks for proof'
yes..that Time now here
They only need this proof because
there's no open eye nor ear
to let them hear or see the Truth..
that You show some every day..
so they fumble around believing still
a seeded lie might be the way
Lies that lead them nowhere..
just to satan's world..they entice
To end up sharing with him..
in his commanded..eternal..demise
They laugh and scoff at believers at Times
'Where is your God now? ' they say
They trust in crystals..animals and gods
thinking that this must be the way
It is written He will say..on His Day..
when..wherever and how..
'Hold up your crystals and your gods
and see how much help they are now'!
T imothy3 For the time will come when men will not put up with sound doctrine. Instead, to suit their own desires, they will gather around them a great number of teachers to say what their itching ears want to hear.
Jude 1: 10 -
Yet these men speak abusively against whatever they do not understand; and what things they do understand by instinct, like unreasoning animals-these are the very things that destroy them.They are clouds without rain, blown along by the wind; autumn trees, without fruit and uprooted-twice dead. These men are grumblers and faultfinders; they follow their own evil desires; they boast about themselves and flatter others for their own advantage.
These are the men who divide you, who follow mere natural instincts and do not have the Spirit.
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