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Dec 2014
There is an ancient relic, there are claims that it is found
Vanished in the sands of time, an item of renowned
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It disappeared some time ago, in Jerusalem it was
Gone but not forgotten, now it sets the world abuzz
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A box of gold, in a room, on the Temple Mount
The Ark of God Almighty, to Him you’ll give account
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But is it genuine? The “experts” all say yes
The reason for my doubt, I will now address
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Bezaleel built the Ark, shittim wood he used
The pattern came from God, Moses was bemused
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Pay very close attention, to the plan that came from God
Compare it to this “Ark”, God’s plan will not be flawed
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There is a man to come, he sits upon this ark
Shows that he is god, to him you now must hark
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For three years and a half, he will have his way
Take his Mark or die, many he will slay
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But his end approaches fast, the Lake of Fire does wait
And for all that took his Mark, this will be your fate
Written by
Elihu Barachel
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   Corina
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