And behold, Moses and Elijah appeared to them, talking with Him.” Matthew 17:3 NKJV
Amen—
Amen—
Yeah—
They brought way to many people down at one time,
Cast of peers from his Heritage,
Imaged likeness hall,
He presented himself,
by infallible proofs,
On a mountain of this Earth’s verse,
Speakin’ things pertaining to God,
Spoken of n’ Storied,
Oh yeah,
Chapter five,
Blessed are the Meek—
Satiety—
Blessed are the ones who hunger and—
Thirst for Righteousness,
Til it’s over,
Til it’s over,
But it’s far from over,
—
Alright.
Bottles from the Tree,
Holy Spirit pressed it,
Brought in from the waters,
Jesus spoke the blessings,
Moses in the river,
Noah sittin’ at the steering,
Peter knew the future in the present,
So it’s written.
Gabriel with the scroll,
Daniel’s vision of the ram,
Penmanship is way to fine to be from lead of man.
Premeditated story from the fifty first of David’s psalm,
Imagine siege of Media in times of Esther’s throne.
Back to mountain top,
Transfiguration scripted,
Peter, James, and John viewing the blessed claimed the gifted.
Broken tablets rewrote,
Pagemaster in the picture,
Double portion of a light,
Like Jesus words throughout the scriptures.
Y’all know God?—
Couple thousand didn’t either. —
Five loaves of bread and two fish,
Made the fed out too believers.
It wouldn’t be the first time at Mount Horeb,
From commandments to Fleeing idol worshippin’ queens of Ahab’s story,
Agh—
They brought way to many people down at one time,
Cast of peers from his Heritage,
Imaged likeness hall,
He presented himself,
by infallible proofs,
On a mountain of this Earth’s verse,
Speakin’ things pertaining to God.
Child of Glory, Spoken of n’ Storied,
Oh yeah,
Chapter five,
Blessed are the Meek.
Satiety—
Blessed are the ones who hunger and—
Thirst for Righteousness,
Ugh—
One thing ‘bout the
Brothers’,
Inherited,
Blessing,
Leaving,
Earth,
is the fact the Gabriel was
Heavens,
Only,
Legion,
Yieldin’ burials ‘n births,
The heart is wicked and deceitful,
So serve willingly,
‘N not in vain,
He wrote love God above all names,
And dropped him to us his word for the
walking Saint.—
I mean really I can’t complain to the
Writer Author’s Culture,
Glory Amen—
The Prophet and the Soldier,
It’s not for you, to know, the times, of, a rose’s,
bloom,
Just remember, it’s still the Father’s light
that saw it too it’s doom,
So I’m writing to the city with the Holy Spirit drawn,
Jeremiah, Jeremiah,
Read them Lamentations strong,
‘Den of thieves’ was an old testament,
before the Gospels new song,
Even though the horn was broken,
the GOAT still grew along,
A Mighty Power, And fierce features,
Not by the power of its own.
With, the, Lord, a day, Is still a thousand years sewn,
Skill to understand—
Writers vision—
Gabriel’s written—
Is to know wisdom and instruction,
Is the Lord’s discretion.
Agh—
“When they had lifted up their eyes, they saw no one but Jesus only.”
Matthew 17:8
