Get Thee out of Babylon!

Get thee out of Babylon!
pleasures of living
materials shackle us
from head to foot
fool’s gold
of lust lays on
our flesh
to compromise

Get Thee out of Babylon!
eyes plucked out by Greed!
we are the foundation
of Laodicea,
stone by stone
we have built
contemptuous idols
wrought in the Blood
of the innocent!
what manner of Righteousness
do we wear?
Know ye not though art
wretched! miserable! poor!
blind! naked!

Get thee out of Babylon!
come to the House of the Lord
where the Doors are marked
with His Precious Blood
inside the Ark
where we live out
the Covenant of Holy God
we have fled

Get thee out of Babylon!
where mammon consumes
the strongest of virtues
umbilical cords of vice
wrap seductively around
our tender necks
until they have enslaved

Get thee out of Babylon!
servants of the Most High
run to the mountains!
leave behind your outer
garment as Joseph did
follow the saints through
the narrowest of paths
with only your faith
in The Most High
the Shed Blood of The Lamb

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