Distorted
Only traces of His glory are left
The earth is the Lord's
But the god of the earth
The almighty's representative
Lost it to the cunning serpent
God still rules over the affairs of men
But not as He desires
His glory is still resident
But it is not as intended
Man is no longer Gods image at natural birth
Cause sin begets sin
The line of Adam
Getting worse at every generation
Even the works of their hands
Their intelligence
Creativity and wisdom
All is diluted by self,sin and satan
So Leonardo's painting
Einstein's findings
All reflect a distorted glory
A shadow
The earth can't produce any longer
For the prince of darkness rules
In every fleeting second
It counts down to its final destruction
But there is a generation
Not born of man
Conceived by the holy spirit
The line of kings
The redeemed ones
Who live on the earth
But are not of the earth
They carry the perfect intentions of God
Dreamers of a new earth
The earth that was before the first sin
Where God's glory is intact
Their works
Their skills
Their wisdom
Their beauty
Their culture
Their lives
All a reflection of the excellence they see by faith in the new earth
Showing the dying earth a new glory
The hope of something better
For the earnest expectation of the creatures is the manifestation of the Sons
Even as i stand by faith on the soil of this new earth
Breathing in the air of His love
Under the sun of His righteousness
I invite all
Before earth's time is up
Come up!
Ascend to the hope of a new earth
Available only on the mountain of His grace.
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