Your lips speak I love you, the proof I cannot see,
Your hands reach for darkness not the light in me.
Vain swelling words like a trumpet you blare,
Your actions show for whom you really care.
Your foolish imagination by the enemy is led,
You follow not my servants and all I have
Calling light dark, you despise your God and King,
you’re building by all that you bring.
Brick by brick you create the place you will stay,
When I come in power on that glorious day.
O my lost sheep who would not return,
Why have you chosen to suffer and burn?
Your Judge has waited and soon you will see,
The proof of my vengeance as I set the world free!
Written by Michelene Glasson
"And many more things did the people aimagine up in their hearts, which were foolish and bvain;
and they were much disturbed, for Satan did stir them up to do iniquity continually; yea, he did go about spreading crumors and contentions upon all the face of the land, that he might harden the hearts of the
people against that which was good and against that which should come."
and Covenants 76:102-105
"Last of all, these all are they who will not be gathered with the saints, to be caught up unto the church of the Firstborn, and received into the cloud.These
areathey who are liars, and sorcerers, and adulterers, and whoremongers, and whosoever loves and makes a lie.These are they who suffer the wrath of God on earth.These are they who suffer the vengeance of eternal