Poetry & parbles
I saw One coming dressed in zeal as I heard the trump announce the deal. Who is this that comes from Edom? Soaked as Isaiah spoke in the blood of the UAE. Lord help me. Who is this coming from Bozrah with stained garments that contain the blood of Bahrain? Then at the end I knew, It was always You. So disappointed that no man knew, I mighty to save, the Redeemer of the Jew. Why art thou so vengeful my wine treader? Should not we all have known better? I looked, but no man interceded, there was no man that pleaded. Therefore, I alone will make vengeance known on the theft of my land. Now stand out of my way, or pay with your life, for I am coming now for my Jewish wife.
Lord, divider between bone and marrow. You will take away all sorrow. Tomorrow is a new day. You paid the price so that I can give them your advice: Don't mix the old and the new. Judgement is not up to you. Whether or not they hear is according to the ear you gave. Now save Israel. Then the Spirit said, Your dead bones shall live together with mine. Behold we enter a new dispensation of time. Now, don't think, just drink Eli's restoration cup of wine. As I swallowed I was told of a new day, a new living way. Now take away their sin. Let righteousness enter in. Adonai, the Lord of all blood supply: I received their donation. Therefore I now declare over this nation. There is but One God. Rod of Jesse, the world is turning messy. But we will sing as you do your new thing. A new land so grand to express your new covenant plan. Behold, the Son of man who took away the old, does a new thing.
Grand Son of Saul, I gave you my all because you didn't deserve it. But you didn't learn that you didn't earn my favor. Even though I was your Savior. Son of Saul I gave you my gall because I did nothing to deserve it. But still the serpent strikes at the heel because of your ordinances. By merit you wear it, but they are but rags to Me. Righteousness by clause make Me your Santa Clause. Come to me all dirty and diseased, and hear me now please. Because deserve aint got nothing to do with it. I looked upon the nations with favor and grace until they challenged my Holy place. Because I will now visit Jerusalem again in my chen. Weep and mourn oh horn of David. Because I am the one that was pierced as your seed. From heel to head, take out now the because you have said. Instead insert my hurt, my pain as the Messiah that was hanged. Still the serpent's head is bashed because I raised your heel. Now kneel because I feel new zeal and will defend against their peace deal.
Curt Zant, not your typical author. He's had ranches in Texas and Oklahoma and has a love for the land and outdoors. During his walk with God, he has experienced the Almighty's compassion for both the Jewish people and their homeland, and wishes to relay this divine desire of restoration for Israel to the readers. Curt has recently moved to New Zealand. Purchase "I am the God of Israel" here.