INTO THE ARMS
When fear breathes down our necks
Icy hand grips the child’s mind,
Even friends and family
Turn to betray;
Poverty of hunger and thirst stalks this fallen land as a great plague,
Faith in God
Belief in the Holy ancient Words
Tested beyond all imagined human strength.
Judgment on this nation unfolds
Cries and tears of endurance
Forced on the faces of many “Jobs”, rises up,
Perseverance of Elijah in this cold, harsh place where cunning darkness reigns.
Police state, fascist perversion, coming dollar collapse
Many slave prison camps spring up as poison mushrooms;
The tender heart yearns, groans for peace
But the world shouts out only for “war”,
Heaven as hard as the new scorched desert earth.
We who know run into the arms of our loving Father
Small the gate, narrow the road of separation, of sanctification,
Chosen Cross of Messiah Yeshua, the cup of life we now drink!