dinsdag 27 december 2011
Hosea's wife (poem by me)
Hosea, a priest, a very godly and honored man.
Gomer a prostitue.
Hosea loved her more than a human being can.
Gomer lost the truth.
She sold her body in the midst of the night,
Standing there under that red light.
Her husband searching for her with all his heart,
Ready to forgive and forget and to write another part.
Undeserving of his love she knelt and looked at the God above,
How could a man like him see her as his beloved.
With eyes to see, and ears to hear
the truth becomes more than clear.
We are Hosea's wife standing under the red light,
In the mystery of the night.
Clothe yourself in His splendor,
Shed the scarlet light,
Fight, beloved, the good fight.
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