Have an awesomely blessed day, and remember to take time to sit still and know that He is GOD.
The widow weaves her web so steadily,
Each silk strand in its place,
That dark corner that will ensnare,
Those simpletons in her space.
She’ll go against the Word of God,
And set the trap in place,
And there so obvious are her victims hung
On each and every strand that’s strung.
Her web expands in width and height,
The depths not truly known;
But each and every single strand
Holds those known and unknown.
She spun them in her silken web and slowly drains their blood,
Her victims with eyes sunken and ashen faces,
So pale from her unloving embraces,
But she cradles her human slaves,
Now bound by her vicious silken strands.
You see her web has stretched so far and wide,
Her dungeon blackened and damp;
And fools go down into her place,
To find themselves dying in disgrace.
Be careful for those dark corners,
Where sin is allowed to dwell,
Where transgressions are celebrated,
Where lies are free to swell.
Be careful for the black widow,
Who would try to claim your soul,
For the wickedness that is her,
Her name is Jezebel.
Written By Linda A. Knowles
…And I cry, “Abba, Father”
Mere mortal words escape me;
And I cannot express
nor convey the depths of this soul.
…And I cannot speak
But only in unknown tongue
not known to mere man,
But, You, Abba, and only You
can truly comprehend.