The Remnant

The Church Walking With The World (Cont.)

You must do as they do, and walk in the way
The flowery way they’re in.”

The Church her purse-strings tightly held
And gracefully lowered her head,
And simpered, “I’ve given too much away,
I will do, sir, as you have said.”

So the poor were turned from the door in
She heard not the orphan’s cry;
And she drew her beautiful robes aside,
As the widows went weeping by.

And they of the Church, and they of the
Journeyed closely, hand and heart,
And none but the Master, Who knoweth all,
Could discern the two apart.
Then the Church sat down at her ease and
“I’m rich and in goods increased
I have need of nothing, and naught to do,
But to laugh, and dance and feast.”

The sly world heard her and laughed within,
And mockingly said aside,
“The Church has fallen – the beautiful
Her shame is her boast and pride.”
Thus her witnessing power, alas, was lost,
And perilous times came in;
The times of the end, so often foretold,
Of form, and pleasure, and sin.

Then the angel drew near the mercy seat,
And whispered in sighs her name,
And the saints their anthems of rapture
And covered their heads with shame.

A voice came down from the hush of heaven,
From Him Who sat on the throne;
“I know thy works, and what thou hast said,
But alas! Thou hast not known

That thou art poor and naked and blind,
With pride and ruin enthralled;
The expectant Bride of a heavenly Groom,
Is the harlot of the World!
Thou hast ceased to watch for that blessed
Hast fallen from zeal and grace;

So now, alas! I must cast thee out,
And blot thy name from its place."

But out from the side of the harlot church,
While she sleeps in indolent shame,
Will be taken the remnant who keeps God’s
And honor His Holy Name.
By the word of their testimony, and the
Blood of the Lamb,
They overcame the world.
They prayed for the day when their enemy
Would be into the abyss hurled.
For those who keep their garments clean,
Shall walk with Him in white,
In the day when He comes to claim His own,
To make them His jewels bright.

Rev. 3:15, 16 – “I know thy works, that thou art neither cold nor hot: I would thou wert cold or hot. So then because thou art lukewarm and neither cold not hot, I will spue thee out of My mouth.

Rev. 2:7 – “He that hath an ear, let him hear what the Spirit saith unto the churches; To him that overcometh will I give to eat of the tree of life, which is in the midst of the paradise of God.


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