#bestrongjane
Daily mine jane, I seest thy steps,
As thy feet traipse the jungle grounds; shh, deep breath mine
Love, God walks beside thee,
Where loneliness is not found.
Durst the day, durst the ground;
Show the world what light is,
Where light does not abound.
Let none take thy crown,
Wherein it hast many jewels;
Thou art a saint, so dont be late
For the wedding plates set up,
Unused.
O' jane mine muse, the clock hast struck twelve, the trumpet shalt soon blow, I hear all the saints yell.
He's coming, he's coming,
O' verily tis true; look up
To the cloud's, yeshua's
Calling is soon.
In the moment, in the twinkling of an
Eye, the bride of christ (the church)
Oh dear jane wilt we fly.
Wilt we fly, O' Wilt we fly,
Be ready mine dear, smile
Jane, do smile; hush
None fears.
©Brandon nagley
©lonesome poets poetry
©earl jane nagley
©prophetic poetry
Jan 4, 2017
Jan 4, 2017 at 5:28 PM UTC