In the Day of Noah, Universal was the Doom

But God always has Love-Room

For those who heed the clarion call;

Those who for Him make room

Regardless of their shortfall.

Have You Made Room?

The call is to all and sundry

No single exception

Those bold and those jittery
Are you of the election?

All people woman-born

Are condemned,

But Jesus made room

For us to be reborn.

 Have you been reborn?

©Fenny West2020

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All who believe will be received.

In the Day of Reckoning
No rank, position or possession,
No character or profession,
No boasting or sneering,
No piety or conniving,
No self-righteousness,
Or façade of godliness

Will saved or be excused.

Universal will be the doom.

Unless you made a reservation in the Love-Room.

Jesus has the key to the Love- Room
Be wise. Be not swallowed in the swoon.

Lost soul tremble at your apathy.
Be not simple. Stop the party.

Come to yourself like the like the prodigal;
Examine yourself like Nicodemus, like Cornelius
Come and confess; Come like the lost.
If you are in the cold or if you are lukewarm

Surrender, kneel at the cross

Let the Saviour in and have a New Birth.

If your first love has gone, come let us reason.

There is every reason to leave the darkness

Sadness, madness, waywardness and filthiness
Debunk the carelessness
Put to flight the foolery.
Come in a hurry. Don’t look back like Lot’s wife.

The day is far spent
Night is on the advent.

And when you’ve made your peace,
Tied the knot with the Prince of Peace
O what a joy, what merriment in heaven!
Thou shall have bliss, safe in the Ark
Thou shalt have warmth, safe in the Ark
No principality can touch, safe in the Ark
No foe or power can touch, safe in the Ark!

Matthew 24:39
And knew not until the flood came, and took them all away: so shall also the coming of the Son of man be.

“Most assuredly, I say to you, unless one is born again, he cannot see the kingdom of God.”John3:3

Whoever dwells in the shelter of the Most High will rest in the shadow of the Almighty. I will say of the Lord, ‘He is my refuge and my fortress, my God, in whom I trust.’ Surely he will save you from the fowler’s snare and from the deadly pestilence. He will cover you with his feathers, and under his wings you will find refuge; his faithfulness will be your shield and rampart. You will not fear the terror of night, nor the arrow that flies by day, nor the pestilence that stalks in the darkness, nor the plague that destroys at midday. A thousand may fall at your side, ten thousand at your right hand, but it will not come near you. You will only observe with your eyes and see the punishment of the wicked. If you say, ‘The Lord is my refuge,’ and you make the Most High your dwelling, no harm will overtake you, no disaster will come near your tent. For he will command his angels concerning you to guard you in all your ways; they will lift you up in their hands, so that you will not strike your foot against a stone. You will tread on the lion and the cobra; you will trample the great lion and the serpent. ‘Because he loves me,’ says the Lord, ‘I will rescue him; I will protect him, for he acknowledges my name. He will call on me, and I will answer him; I will be with him in trouble, I will deliver him and honour him. With long life I will satisfy him and show him my salvation.’ (Psalm 91:1-16 NIVUK)