#kjv
Steeled by the sense of ire unmerited,
Ill-eased in that a Powerfuller than I
Has willed and meted me the tears I've shed,
I clench my fist and shake it at the sky
And at the cruel God who hammers me,
Delivering the blows that break my brain;
The God who finds his greatest ecstasy
In violencing my life with blinding pain
And, laughing, says, "Thou suffering thing, declare
If thou hast understanding: Who hath laid
The measures of the earth's foundations? Where
Wast thou, disgraceful man, whenas I made
The cloud the garment of the sea? Beware,
Thou foolish man, thy maker to upbraid!"
Jul 22, 2024
Jul 22, 2024 at 10:05 PM UTC
Quhat doe yowe call a king that's first and sixt?
Yow call him Gods appointed King; King James;
The King of Ireland, Scotland, and England, mixt;
The King of riuers Shannon, Tay, and Thames.
God saue the King, the faithfull King who claimes
For Christ the King the Ingliche written word
And lifts the name aboue all other names
VVho is the Lord of euery other lord.
The King of kings, the word that's als a sword
Diuiding soule from spirite as flesh from bone,
Hath made himselfe with James of one accord
And plac'd the monarch James upon his throne.
The booke of James by God is avthoriz'd
And hath no neede to euer be reviz'd.
Apr 22, 2024
Apr 22, 2024 at 2:10 PM UTC
For God
So Loved
The World
That He Gave HIS. Only Begotton
SON Whosoever. Believeth
In Him
Should Not
Parish But
Have Ever
Lasting
Life
Jun 26, 2023
Jun 26, 2023 at 2:40 AM UTC
_And Job said, Naked & soft came I from
my mother's_ snooch; **** naked & hard
shall I return thither: will she be surprised!
the_ [GODDESS] _gave me_ ***** _&
the_ [GODDESS] _hath taken it away;_
blessed be the _snooch_ of the [GODDESS].
Jun 20, 2018
Jun 20, 2018 at 5:57 AM UTC
Sixty-six chapters and sixty-six books
(please, Catholic brothers – no ***** looks)
were needed for God to make known His plan:
the gift of salvation and future of Man.
Yet sometimes it seems rather cryptically stated;
poor Israel must wait and will wait (as they’ve waited).
Isaiah took sixty-six chapters to tell it;
for two-thousand years has the Church tried to sell it –
must Christ and his teaching thus languish in mystery,
waiting offstage in the wings of His history?
(Wings of the cherubim, angels, and vultures
now beat down upon us, uniting our cultures
while tech surges up in a dizzy parabola
micro in management, global in formula…)
Sixty-six chapters to say it in Greek
(Aramaic – or Latin; whatever they speak)
while the somnolent audience scrolls on their screens
in apocalypse trance over zombie machines.
The scrolls are unopened, the parchment still sealed
the slot-machine handle refuses to yield;
as the sixes line up towards the threshold of seven
the virgins sleep late in the Kingdom of Heaven.
Sep 9, 2015
Sep 9, 2015 at 8:43 PM UTC