GOLDEN CHALICE (text picture poem)
Remember the Prophet who's forehead the LORD made "as hard as flint"
to speak unto the people: You will drink of My Cup. Of course we understand that HE was speaking of His cup of judgment. For HE will
not force His will upon any, but His judgments are upon us ALL!
For those whom obey His commands, we drink from His cup of wine
that is His judgments, which are ALL a blessing, after all that is where
righteous judgment cometh from, His cup.
For those whom refuse the Truth, they still nonetheless drink from His
cup, but it is His cup of wrath "poured out without mixture" (Rev)
I got the idea for this chalice shaped poem, yesterday as I was reading
a friends V shaped Christian poem.
Within the chambers, Are inscribed
As firey embers, made alive. Your
cup is spilled, as I am filled, By
what You've placed, inside!!
Countenance changed, is
Forever thanks unto
As I embrace You
I dine, on wine
As We Sup
For if not
The chalice of, the bitter cup
and malice of a poisoned sup