Walking Under The Silver Lined Cloud Poem by Phillip Nine Mafunga

When they open the scroll of my deeds what will they find therein
Will I find the golden stairs to eternity?
When the sun shall shine, will my cloud ever hold?
There is a Cloud of safety so sound and fair
This rises from Calvary's glorious crimson flow
Those who find its shadow are forever shaded from the heat of hell fire

The worldly sky is angry and bronze like in anger
Life eternal afloat the Cloud of Glory forever so sure
I wonder why people ever call earth mother
When she consumes her own without remorse
My faith in Him has swallowed the dread of death
Unto glory unspeakable empties my faith

Phillip Nine Mafunga
17 February 2020