J.M.J.
J.M.J.
MY BEQUEST
I HAVE SPOKEN, GUIDED, AND I TRIED TO TEACH,
BUT SO MANY OF MY CHILDREN I STILL FAILED TO REACH.
MY TEARS, LITTLE CHILDREN, CONTINUE TO FALL
BECAUSE SO MANY OF YOU HAVE NOT ANSWERED MY CALL.
THE TIME IS APPROACHING WHEN YOU’LL HEAR ME NOT
BECAUSE THE WORDS I HAVE GIVEN SO MANY FORGOT.
WHEN MY WORDS ARE NOT HEARD AS THEY HAVE BEEN BEFORE,
IT IS BECAUSE WHEN I KNOCKED, YOU DID NOT OPEN THE DOOR.
I WILL HOLD ALL MY CHILDREN WITHIN MY EMBRACE
AND WILL BEG FOR GOD’S MERCY AND THE GIFT OF HIS GRACE.
THOUGH MY VOICE GROWS SILENT, YOU WILL SEE MY SON
FOR HE IS THE LIGHT OF ALL THINGS TO COME.
THE TIME THAT’S REMAINING WASTE NOT IN DESPAIR;
GLORIFY GOD AS YOU HAVE DONE SO IN PRAYER.
LOVE ONE ANOTHER AS GOD HAS LOVED YOU,
AND GIVE PRAISE TO MY SON IN ALL THAT YOU DO.
THE TIME IS APPROACHING WHEN THE NEW SUN WILL RISE,
AND ALL OF GOD’S GLORY YOU WILL SEE THRU YOUR EYES.
ALL WILL BE CLEANSED AND PURIFIED THEN;
THIS WILL BE GOD’S GIFT TO BE SHARED BY ALL MEN.
“THY WILL BE DONE”
7-16-1995