Joy tormentors ask for songs without feelings

Categories: Wig's Word of God Today- Scripture Discernment and Poetry

Wigs Word of God Today

Universal Utterings for 7-2-2014


By the rivers of Babylon there we sat weeping when we remembered Zion. Psalm 137:1

Seek good and not evil, that you may live; Then truly the LORD, the God of hosts, will be with you as you claim. Amos 5:14

Amos 5:14-24, Psalm 137 & Matthew 8:28-34

I often think and pray to God that people of the world would truly get what it means to be a lover of Truth. It means no sacrifices for the finality of sacrifice occurred in Christ. It means no more revenge for the love of life creates harmony the world over seeks of all mankind. Truth means placing faith in each other as a common good feeling of trust. Truth means hope no one will judge you for you being you. Truth is love we show for charity without cost abiding in nothing left to prove.

We want God to be with us not acknowledging He already dwells within us until we surrender to all He gives us by our thoughts, actions and deeds of absolute Trust that Truly defines us. Loving Truth isn’t rude or obnoxious. Loving Truth has no room for judgment. Loving Truth is the good you live in without a deed list for Truth is charity’s heart of forgiveness. Singing for your captors is hard but sing for your LORD sends regard allowing how we pray to rescue the needy near and far. Amen.

We ask in prayer. Dear LORD, we pray sing to You LORD as we seek good in our thoughts, actions and deeds. Prayers for our daily radio show on Closer Walk Media dot com. Prayers for Kairos Prison Ministry of DCI#49. Prayers for Dr. Cruz-Peluca. LORD, from Psalm 137:4 I chant, “How could we sing a song of the LORD in a foreign land?.” In Jesus Name we pray. Amen.

I am surrendered in Christ,

Thomas Cruz†Wiggins

Spirit led God inspired Christ fed

Ephesians 6:17-20

 

Psalm 137- Joy tormentors ask for songs without feelings

 

Zion remembered weeping by Babylon rivers

Harps hung no feelings to deliver

Captors want us to sing of our beginnings

Joy tormentors ask for songs without feelings

 

Forget how Jerusalem if forget hand right

Palate stuck tongue no remembrance sight

Vengeance was the reminder king’s delight

Foundations sworn leveled destruction our plight

 

Babylon Daughter Desolate rock back pay smashing seized children’s life

 

© Thomas Joe Cruz-Wiggins July 2, 2014 5:49 AM EST

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