The Days of Noah







Corruption abounds

Mouths bought and sold

An eruption rains down

Upon ill-gotten gold


Prophets for profit

To no gods are bound

Can't seem to stop it...

They coddle the crowd


Highjacked by a spirit

That spins facts into lies

We may be right to fear it

It's never quite satisfied 


As it was in the days of Noah

So shall it be when He returns

Don't lose hope, He may soon show up

Wood, hay and stubble soon burns 


He's coming like a thief in the night

The Son of Man will be revealed

Deeds done in the dark will see the light 

So don your sword and shield 

And be ready to fight 

With all your zeal


The weapons of this war are not carnal

But mighty through faith in God

To the pulling down of strongholds 

So don't think it frightening or odd


To speak up, we can no longer be ignored

Especially when someone messes with a child

It's time to beat our plowshares into swords

When evil reveals the sword beneath the smile


We need a new beginning as in Genesis

We need an Exodus from the land of Egypt

God's provision like in the wilderness

And a fresh Revelation so we can be equipped


We need to listen to the voice of Joseph

And get ready for the evil day

Need to find our land of Goshen

Where we won't be hopeless slaves


Stan C Countz


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