His Return

no more lying about Following me, or complaining while I Swallow thee, because all of your wants desires only Hallow me, so leave it on the floor, where you can plead it no more, times almost out and. I know you see the score. wish you could feel it in your core, I'm only saying to you what's in store, nothing less, nothing more, now the table is set for you to be blessed or left, all by your hand no guess, not the easiest thing I must confess, and I can tell by your mess caused by your owe stress. all will be shown at the test. that is judged by the best, here only to read what's written on your chest, and that means no more words, leaving your mouth like double edged sword, everything you have done good or bad, will be on your skin like a pen and pad, everyday from the days when you were just a little lad, and throughout adolescence through every fad, open and shut case, each and every place, you decided to take or give a taste, so remember when you slowed down or picked up the pace, by every friend and enemy you faced, who you left full of joy or hurt and disgraced, even the ones you gave your everything, to the ones you left trembling, all is recorded for Jesus himself to read, that's why I remind you of the blood we bleed, to the lost we plant the seed, so leave nothing to chance, cause Jesus will have the last glance, and I will see next time when you hear this rhyme, come rain or shine im just a messenger serving God's wine, even for the blind, it restarts just hit rewind. I love yall