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Bob Gotti


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13 february 2014

Fear Not The End


In my heart there is no fear, for soon I will be out of here,
I have no fear of The End, as I’ll be with my Savior friend,
When Gods’ Trump will sound, on earth, I won’t be found,
For in the twinkling of an eye, I shall be lifted into the sky.
 
Men talk about the end times, but, ignore God’s designs,
His ways that prophets foretold, how The End will unfold,
One event that is quite ignored, is the Return of The Lord,
When He comes to the clouds, to gather His Holy crowds.
 
It’s the rapture of His Church, when many men will search,
Looking for loved ones gone, who entered Eternal Dawn,
Caught up to the clouds above, right into the presence of,
Our Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ, as we enter eternal life.
 
He’s the Blessed Hope for us, who trusted in Christ Jesus;
Shouldn’t we be eager to share, Hope with men in despair?
Seeing a dark world ahead, they must know Christ instead,
Instead of a dark uncertainty, they can be assured Eternity.
 
In knowing Him there’s no end, only Eternity’s onset friend.
We’ll not see darkness to come, but enter God’s Kingdom,
It’ll forever be a brighter place, one afforded by His Grace,
But we must be God’s Light, sharing Truth before the night.
 
(Copyright ©05/2011 Bob Gotti)






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