I wrote this last night with a great sense of urgency. I don't know when He will rapture His church, but His bride has to be ready.
I know this poem is a little broken and the rhythm is poor, but it was almost like God was guiding my pen.

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Bride, bride, get ready

For the Groom comes as a thief in the night

Newsflash and journalists, all reporting the same thing:

“Millions have just disappeared—in the blink of an eye.”

Go back to the days of old,
Noah tried to tell them, he did