GOD, LET YOUR GLORY SHINE AND BE HONORED BEFORE
MANKIND
(GOD IS MY FRIEND, SO I CALL HIM OLD FRIEND)
Oh, my Old Friend how I
weep,
You, the Creator of the world,
You, whose power is beyond
My simple mind to comprehend.
Oh my Old Friend how I weep,
Where You should be honored,
Praise is given to uplifted self
In stupidity they honor self pride.
Oh, my Old Friend how I weep,
When mankind declares
You dead
Forbidding Your name from being used,
Leading children on a road to hell.
Oh, my Old
Friend how I weep,
For Your lost glory and honor!
Is the spiritual veil so thick
The lost
do not even see it?
I know you have given us
A free will to choose You
But must so many perish?
Have mercy I plead of You!
We are a product of teaching
And a sick human nature,
But you gave us this nature,
Because
you gave it I can plead!
Have mercy on the lost souls
Caught in the mire of hell's mud,
Touch
them oh Great Creator mine!
Give them the gift of Your touch.
Yes, touch their lives so they
Can realize their fate and repent,
For without you showing them
A bit of Your glory, they die.
Here I write weeping with tears
Wetting my paper with drops,
But You gave us two weapons
Spiritfull prayer and fasting.
So with this prayer I ask You
To hear my plea that Your glory
Be again be confirmed publicly
Thru out this land of USA.
Touch its citizens, yes awaken
Them to their foolishness
For Your honor sake have pity
And bless my humble request.
Let there be no question for any
That the great Creator of the world
Reigns as God supreme to all mankind
Forever and forever more.
Poem by Frank E. Henrich
October
23, 2011
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