The Jungle Church at BerryvilleA Poem by Jerry Ables
They'll tell you the Bible is all you need to learn about every single deed
that the Lord would require of you to find peace beyond the bright blue Then will they demand you accept their own words, and bid you follow their many herds as if you had to worship His church to worship Him with no trace of smirch. They'll tell you His greatest command is love, for a home in Heaven above, then they'll spew their hateful toxin because you're not one of their oxen They'll bid you find rest in His blessed will, and keep you on your feet for their own thrill They'll tell you His love is no illusion, and replace it with hateful confusion. They'll teach unity, not knowing what it means, because they'll attack your hopes and dreams for not understanding exactly like they do about His doctrine so fair, just, and true They'll bid you exhort your brother with pander, while they destroy you with slander if you can't adjust to their slightest whims to revel in their self-serving hymns They'll bid you study His blessed Scripture, and then to heed only a picture of what appears to be right in His sight, without His Scripture to show its might The only constant within their cruel lair is that from their caprice you never err, lest they devour you in Jesus' name for losing at their egotistical game They'll fight over difference of opinion, for what they really want is dominion enough to keep your restless mind ever changing just to suit their own sudden rearranging They'll bid you arm yourself with your Bible, and make it a fight for survival where book, chapter, and verse don't matter till the Bible sates their own patter Marvel not that we call it "The Jungle Church", for it's earned that name with every smirch, because its people live with one foot in God's house and the other foot stuck in worldly grouse Their only rules are survival of the fittest, and that Heaven's brightest crowns go to the biggest at feasting with evils they can't defeat because they're too busy with selfish treat There's coming a day, if they don't repent, when memories of sin won't relent from roasting their spirits, both day and night, for the games they played with endless spite Inevitably will their jungle fall, either to repentance or judgment call where it's forever too late for reunion with His holiness and communion Matthew 4:8-10; 6:24; 11:28-29; 12:30; 15:8-9, 13; Luke 16:25-26; Acts 17:11; Romans 6:23; 1 Corinthians 1:10; 14:33; 2 Corinthians 6:14; James 4:6; 1 John 3:4; 4:20-21; Revelation 14:11; 22:18-19 Original pen date: January 18, 2021
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