J.M.J.
J.M.J.
WHOM WILL YOU CHOOSE?
MY TEARS THAT FALL, THEY SOON WILL STOP;
MY SON’S BLOOD, TOO, IS HIS LAST DROP.
THE CROSS THAT YOU WILL WITNESS SOON
WILL SPAN THE SKY FROM SUN TO MOON.
YOUR LIFE WILL FLASH BEFORE YOUR EYES;
YOU WILL BE STRIPPED OF ALL DISGUISE.
YOU WILL STAND NAKED AND ALONE;
STILL IN YOUR SOUL YOU CAN ATONE.
YOU WILL SEE THEN WHERE YOU HAVE FAILED,
AND YOU WILL KNOW WHY CHRIST WAS NAILED.
YOU WILL HAVE TIME TO CHOOSE
TO MEND YOUR WAYS OR STILL REFUSE.
IF YOU STILL FAIL TO UNDERSTAND
AND STILL CHOOSE SATAN NOT MY HAND,
I WILL RELEASE YOU TO FROM WHENCE HE CAME—
TO SATAN’S PYRE OF ENDLESS FLAME.
“THY WILL BE DONE”
6-7-1994