by Jan Austin Antonsson
Remember Babylon? here's a little relic
to put into your trunk,
to remind you why this city
became gross piles of junk.
So, when you see the smoke arise
and hear the merchants scream
and watch the traders running out,
don't think it's just a dream.
You'll know the prophets, priests, and seers
spoke the solemn truth
when they said, "Flee this place! She's doomed,
she's damned, forsooth!"
For God has judged her sin and vice,
her harlotry condemned.
Even though she may look quite nice,
she's facing death's grim end.
And those seduced by her allure
who coveted her desire,
will find themselves in God's embrace
in the lake that burns with fire;
even there, they'll find that grace abounds to burn off all their dross, and everything they thought was good, they'll count as only loss. So if you have the ears to hear, flee from Babylon's fate. Enter into the garden of God; turn right at mercy's gate. Stroll beneath the tree of life on either side of the river, walk with God, and see His face, and hold His hand forever. By Jan Austin Antonsson, October, 1996
Jan & Lenny Antonsson
17178 Highway 59, Neosho, MO 64850 (Snail Mail)
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