Jesus - Pulling the War Chariot

by the Remnant's Resident Poet

Yahweh knows our every thought you see

Before your born, and way past hundred three

So open the torah, and aim for the righteous way

And stop gambling with your life, in these final days

Search for nuggets of truth, buried deep in the word

It will fall Upon you, through true prayer, never deterred

Yahweh has made promises, all written down

So cast away your sadness, invert that frown

Call upon the true meshiack, now being reviled

The one whom was just called, to open the fist seal

His name has been suppressed, for millennia now

By ha'shatan and his popes with riches, that bowl

They bowl to the devil, the evil one

All these years hiding the savior's name, for fun

Directing the world's children, to pray to a horse

Jesus, h,sus on a mass homicide course

Pulling the war chariot, where ever you pray

This is a horse of war, a beast that will slay

Sit up strait!, listen like a lark!

A word from the profits, is about to embark

This is the key that you need to hold

Close to your heart, and lips, this name is better than gold

Yahweh's salvation is his true name

Ishi, the deliverer, is what to proclaim

Yahsha meshiak is the only one!

Yahsha meshiak pray for this understanding now

And stop praying to a horse, pig, or cow

This message is only for the lost sheep

The children called by Yahweh, loved most deep

Jesus is the big joke of a name

Ordained by satan's profits, to drive people insane

Insane and violent is what has come about

To self obsessed people, never without

Learning about Jesus prosperity, from every preacher around

Bring in your money, we want to break ground

There digging there own whole, for the beast

Blessing the wars, and his Christmas feast

This has enslaved the people, driven up the debt

If they followed the torah, there wouldn't be this fret

Night is coming soon, when no man can work

Search out his name and Sabbath, stop being satan's jerk

People, most of us have been tricked

Wake up now, separate from the dieing and sick

Those people whom won't listen to thing's you can prove

The hearts have been sired, by rejecting the love of truth

Don't go with them, there on a sinking ship

Hold fast to Yahweh, this life is but a blip

Thank you, Yahweh for the truth I've learned

Keep feeding me, and save me from the big burn!!!!

HALLELU YAHWEH