December 14, 2020, michaelbray Character - or not, Family Matters, Fathers' Rights, Poetry,

Forty Whacks is the Max

Forty whacks is the max
Says the book, Deuteronomy
Right there in Chapter 25, verse 3
Ya know those beatings, beat the jail,
Give the mind a taste of hell
But way down there
They’ll never cease
No relief and never peace.
Best learn now, give sin a rest
Walk with God and do your best.
Turn away, look to the Savior
Life is good, a whole new flavor.
When trials come you have won!
You can beat them with the Son.
Follow Him with all you’ve got
Free you soul so it won’t rot.
Down below in that place called Hell
Where lawless fools forever dwell.

0650 on 14 Dec. 2020

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