The Day Called Pentecost - Poem by Albert Price
The apostles of the Lord were still in much distress,
And fearing their heritage was lost to shame.
Hearing the trumpet of Zion they understood it not;
Seeing the spoken tongue they thought it a flame.
But this great sound made them all come there in awe;
And all were surprised to understand the words being said,
For they were there from many lands knowing one another not,
And were all full of wonder at the feelings that they had.
Then began the chief apostle to preach the Book of Joel as text,
Speaking loudly of the last days and the anointing of all flesh.
He explains that these are but signs on earth and heavenly wonders,
Before the blood and the pillars of smoke begin to thresh.
The apostle then begins to teach the knowledge of God,
And how only through prayer do we have a chance to be saved.
He goes on to remind us of the Man who gave His life on the cross,
And received it back from God to show us the eternal road is paved.
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