Poem

The Remnant – Ruth Johnson

The Remnant

Nov 20, 2019, 1:16 PM
Ruth Johnson

O, my Lord Jehovah,
The remnant are calling
Out to each other!
The battle call has sounded,
The troops must come in!
We need them, we love them,
And without them
We will not win!
The remnant is weak
But must be made strong
By knitting together
And singing a song!
A song of salvation!
A song of forgiveness
That rings through the valleys
A whole remnant strong!
Never put new wine
Into old wine skins,
They will burst and not hold it in.
Put new wine in new skins
And olives in oil,
Never give in, never give spoil.
I love You, my Father,
I long to come home
And feel Your arms
Strengthen my bones.
I am weary and wrecked,
Torn almost asunder,
But still a remnant
Waiting for thunder
To call us all home
So we may become
One with The Father
And one with the Son.
Amen

Isaiah's son is named Shear-jashub, meaning "a mere remnant will return". Isaiah 7:3
Isaiah 1:9, 11:11
Micah 2:12,13, 3:6,7, 5:7-9
Romans 9:27-29

My Lord, You give me words
Fit for angels
And I write them down.
They are so beautiful
It is easy to be dutiful,
Your Love for us astounds me!
In Your Home in the sky
You see us all,
Apples of Your Eye.
A bunch of us are bruised,
Some are full of worms,
Some have turned to booze.
Few of us have learned to
Cling to the vine!
Do not drop off!
The beasts will eat you!
Wait until you are ripe
And the Lord will reap you!

Isaiah 10:20-23
Psalm 17:8,9
Proverbs 7:2
Revelation 12:17

 

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