Seven women shall take hold,
Of just one man in that day;
Eating bread that I am told,
While eating curds and whey.
They were eating their own bread,
And also wore their own clothes;
Feeling nourished being fed,
Avoiding words, they oppose.
On that day a branch shall bloom,
Beautiful and glorious;
Smelling as a sweet perfume,
For being pure and righteous.
Fruit of the land shall be pride,
Honoring the survivors;
The chosen that did abide,
In the Lord as revivers.
He who is left in Zion,
But stays in Jerusalem;
Will be a holy lion,
Roaring a new vinculum.
Written amongst the living;
Shall then to be rewarded,
For all that they are giving.
The Lord will have washed away,
All the filth from the daughters;
Of the sins that whence they stray,
With the pure righteous waters.
Cleansed from the blood stained by sin,
Through judgment by the Spirit;
The spirit burning within,
Of any evil merit.
The Lord will create a site,
Over the forums a cloud;
And flaming fire by night,
For protection of the crowd.
A smoke and shining fire,
Over glory for defense;
Shining bright with desire,
Burning with such an intense.
There will be a church to shade,
During the day from the heat;
Sheltering you when afraid,
From horrors within the street.
Copyright © 2019 Richard Newton Sherrer
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