Let not the sun go down upon your wrath.
quote by Ephesians 426 Bible New Testament
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The Wrath Did End
i was angry with my friend
now i told my wrath,
the wrath did end,
i wandered in fears,
whole day with my tears,
but i cant be apart,
so i told my wrath,
the wrath did end.
my soul told me
how can you hurt,
whom you placed
in your heart,
so i told my wrath,
and wrath did end.
i am back my dear,
and never ever do so.
u also please dont,
treat me as a foe,
and tell your wrath,
and wrath will end
poem by Anubhav gupta
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Good Morning Beautiful
One of these days you'll break me of many things
Some cold white day, but you're crazy if you think I would leave you this way
You should wake up before the wrath comes
(me and you) could take off before the wrath comes...soon
And one of these days I pray it will be sometime soon
On a day like today, you'd be crazy not to want me to teach you the way
You should wake up before the wrath comes
(me and you) could take off before the wrath comes...soon
Well I know what you're like - I've read it on the walls
You're too tired, you choose heaven over the earth and me but come on please...
You should wake up before the wrath comes
(me and you) could take off before the wrath comes
Well (maybe you) should take off
(yeah you) should take off
song performed by by Deftones
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Anti
Undone wishes give umbrage..
Worry and wrath on stage
Can't afflict umbrage beings stronger
To self but gives worry lowly to distress
Can smite but Umbrage beings weaker
To self but with wrath highly to distruction
Worst is lust..evil most is wrath
What loss will one gain
Gaming against wrath
Beware, beware..
poem by Indira Renganathan
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The Wrath We Worship
Bow to the wrath that we worship
Submit to His vengeful grace
If you are not on His shoulders
The fury of hellfire, you'll face
Bow to the wrath that we worship
Give praise His angry love
Woe be to those who have questions
They will receive Hell from Above
Bow to the wrath that we worship
His plan is near to an end
With Revelations come death and destruction
And God is your only friend
poem by Scott Marek
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I was angry with my friend I told my wrath, my wrath did end. I was angry with my foe I told it not, my wrath did grow.
quote by William Blake
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I was angry with my friend: I told my wrath, my wrath did end. I was angry with my foe: I told it not, my wrath did grow.
quote by William Blake
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The wrath of brothers is the wrath of devils.
The wrath of God is a way of saying that I have been living in a way that is contrary to the love that is God. Anyone who begins to live and grow away from God, who lives away from what is good, is turning his life toward wrath.
quote by Joseph Ratzinger
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Be Not Crippled
Corruptible, you can earn comfort.
Incorruptible, you can live in peace.
Denying the truth you can escape the wrath.
Confessing it, you can overcome the wrath.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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The Moon Sits
The moon sits lonely
in the darkness
searching moodily for
the leader path;
that shall be comfort
to our very lost souls
where the light of a tunnel will bring us to an opening
no one knows where she is going...
The sun taking a bath; sea gulls screech like
the lost soul
of a girl
loosing control fast of her surrondings
yet the guiding moonlight finds her back...
with an
opening of a window,
where the wisdom
stands when the sun calculates her Maths...
...and the moon shouts answers NOT obediently
yet a despair comes over like a mist
never be hopeless!
Oh my moon is that your wrath;
oh my moon is that your wrath.
Don't despair in silence
there is a guiding light
in the middle.
Oh my moon is that your wrath?
Hide your wrath -
show your light!
poem by Celine Berghmans
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A Poison Tree
I was angry with my friend:
I told my wrath, my wrath did end.
I was angry with my foe:
I told it not, my wrath did grow.
And I watered it in fears
Night and morning with my tears,
And I sunned it with smiles
And with soft deceitful wiles.
And it grew both day and night,
Till it bore an apple bright,
And my foe beheld it shine,
And he knew that it was mine, -
And into my garden stole
When the night had veiled the pole;
In the morning, glad, I see
My foe outstretched beneath the tree.
poem by William Blake
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In the hearts and minds of the people, the grapes of wrath were growing heavy for the vintage.
John Steinbeck in The Grapes of Wrath
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All Will Know Him
When God’s Wrath, my friend, is poured, all will know it’s of The Lord,
As men hide under rocks and in caves, from the only One Who saves,
From The Lamb, on His Throne, His Wrath to the entire world is shown,
All men who refused God’s Truth, shall know His Wrath as vivid proof.
Yet, the very God, whom they despise, wants not to see their demise,
But desires that all come to Christ, to accept His unmatched sacrifice,
That of God’s Only Begotten Son, sent to bring salvation to everyone,
Not wanting to harm, but rescue all, from His Wrath, that is sure to fall.
But, in their rebellion, they persist, while the Love of Christ, they resist,
Knowing there is Judgment ahead, all persist in arrogant pride instead,
The pride causing men to ignore, the coming Judgment, that’s in store,
For every man in every nation, who refuse to embrace God’s Salvation.
Knowing who they shall hide from, and yet unbelievers refuse to come,
To the Only One to save their soul, before His Judgment begins to roll,
From God’s storehouse up above, down upon all who refuse His Love,
Spiraling down from their unbelief, they shall find from Christ, no relief,
All this as The Lord purges the earth, of all who see God of little worth,
And all will know that Christ is Lord, when upon all His Wrath is poured,
But you can accept Christ today, and escape God’s Wrath on that day,
If you will only acknowledge Him, as The One who died for all your sin.
(Copyright ©02/2009)
When The Clouds Part
On the day the clouds will part, God will signal each waiting heart,
With that long awaited blast, we enter eternity and forget the past.
When we hear the trumpet sound, we in Christ will upward bound,
To meet our Lord in those clouds, with the many Heavenly crowds.
We aren’t waiting for God’s Wrath, for we selected a different path,
Believing in Christ’s Revelation, we are waiting for God’s Salvation,
In God’s Hope revealed to those, who truly believe that Christ rose,
And that He’s coming back again, taking with Him all believing Men.
God’s Wrath will not be poured, on men who trust in Christ as Lord,
They shall all be delivered friend, from the wrath poured on the end.
For the One who helps us endure, shall save us from wrath for sure,
When He comes to take His Church, from this dark and fallen earth.
The Holy Spirit who lives inside, is restraining Satan’s evil dark tide,
Satan is the one the wrath is for, when God’s Wrath begins to pour.
As the Restrainer’s lifted that day, we shall be taken out of the way,
This to be totally safe and secure, in the presence of Christ for sure.
God’s Judgment we don’t anticipate, as for Christ we patiently wait,
For it is Christ’s word that we trust, as Christ said He’d return for us.
So it’s with much anticipation, we wait for God’s returning Salvation,
Who has prepared a special place, secured forever by God’s Grace.
(Copyright ©05/2006)
Winds of Wrath
Silly little bird,
Singing of its love,
Sang and never heard
Winds of wrath above.
Winds of wrath came down,
Tossed the world about.
Bird and song were gone
When the stars came out.
poem by Gamaliel Bradford
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Judgment Will Fall
Three billion souls and counting, as The Lord’s vengeance is mounting,
Against a world that’s gone astray, storing up wrath for Judgment Day.
God’s wrath on all who have ignored, Revelation of Grace by The Lord,
As Grace appeared to every nation, in Christ, revealing God’s Salvation.
Vengeance is mine, says our Lord, and on iniquity, wrath will be poured,
God’s Word makes it very clear; His Wrath is something all should fear,
As half of this world’s population, will experience unequaled desolation,
With one third of earth destroyed, as God’s agent of wrath is employed.
Simply look at this world we live in, you will see it is permeated with sin,
Satan’s agent to harden man’s heart, while iniquity does its wicked part,
In turning all men away from God, not knowing they’ll face His Iron Rod,
Christ’s Rod, against all men on earth, who saw in God no eternal worth.
God’s Judgment must and shall fall, from Heaven to this terrestrial ball,
To destroy God’s enemy, with sin, so a New Age with Christ can begin.
Facing such massive devastation, shouldn’t we preach to every nation?
Letting all know Christ is the path, on which one won’t see God’s Wrath.
One third of this earth will be no more, as God prepares it for The Lord,
Purging earth of every evil thing, for the eternal reign of Christ our King,
With a New Heaven and new earth, for all born of God through new birth,
Where we shall reign forevermore, with Christ our God and Eternal Lord.
(Copyright ©08/2008)
Beware The Wrath
beware the wrath of the man
whose degree is written
in the callouses and bruises
on his time worn hands...
who gave it all, and then some,
never quitting, nor looking back.
whose family his world,
whose faith in the others
who worked and walked beside....
whose life you've destroyed
with unthinking greed,
who now has no identity
other than a number....
beware the wrath of the man
who built your home!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Hymn 42
Divine wrath and mercy.
Nah. 1:1-3; Heb. 12:29.
Adore and tremble, for our God
Is a consuming fire!
His jealous eyes his wrath inflame,
And raise his vengeance higher.
Almighty vengeance, how it burns!
How bright his fury glows!
Vast magazines of plagues and storms
Lie treasured for his foes.
Those heaps of wrath, by slow degrees,
Are forced into a flame;
But kindled, oh! how fierce they blaze!
And rend all nature's frame.
At his approach the mountains flee,
And seek a wat'ry grave;
The frighted sea makes haste away,
And shrinks up every wave.
Through the wide air the weighty rocks
Are swift as hailstones hurled;
Who dares engage his fiery rage
That shakes the solid world?
Yet, mighty God, thy sovereign grace
Sits regent on the throne;
The refuge of thy chosen race
When wrath comes rushing down.
Thy hand shall on rebellious kings
A fiery tempest pour,
While we beneath thy shelt'ring wings
Thy just revenge adore.
poem by Isaac Watts
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Discipline
THROW away Thy rod,
Throw away Thy wrath;
O my God,
Take the gentle path!
For my heart's desire
Unto Thine is bent:
I aspire
To a full consent.
Not a word or look
I affect to own,
But by book,
And Thy Book alone.
Though I fail, I weep;
Though I halt in pace,
Yet I creep
To the throne of grace.
Then let wrath remove;
Love will do the deed;
For with love
Stony hearts will bleed.
Love is swift of foot;
Love 's a man of war,
And can shoot,
And can hit from far.
Who can 'scape his bow?
That which wrought on Thee,
Brought Thee low,
Needs must work on me.
Throw away Thy rod;
Though man frailties hath,
Thou art God:
Throw away Thy wrath!
poem by George Herbert
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