The penny dropped, the ghastly truth
I’ve been ransomed from before my youth
Almighty God’s enemy mimicked well
So sad, too bad that it leads to hell
All and everything’s created by HaShem
That’s the angelic and the creatures and man
Yeshua HaMashiah and Ruach HaKodesh
HaShem’s partners knew there’d be a mess
The primary issue is fellowship and oneness
That’s Our Triune God in their I AM fineness
As we’re not robots oneness includes man
But it’s availability is much more than ‘we’ can
There is a Covenant issue over-ruling all
Abram was there at I AM’s Cutting Roll Call
On The Cross Christ fulfilled that grace filled Cut
If we can’t see it we’ll be just another poor mutt
This Covenant has oneness fellowship in mind
Our physical yada here is nothing of the kind
I AM’s spiritual yada way higher than our ways
I can’t wait till I pass beyond these earthly days
So what we ask of these bad penny blues
To get it we gotta understand HaShem’s rules
Though I AM’s Supreme, and ‘wins’ in the end
Till then we’re ‘Their Players’ They want to send
But there’s obstacles, it’s those rebellious spirits
Thrown out of Heaven for trading past limits
The High Ones had Offices set up by HaShem
The satan they’re called who we’d like to condemn
They kept these offices despite all their sins
So they like to cosy up and befriend us wee yins
But way worse than that is we really like their stuff
Their comforts when HaShem treats us oh so rough
That’s what we think when we don’t know I AM
But we fall for their lies almost all of the time
For comfort we jump on these false refuges
Not realizing we’re bound to be life long refugees
Unbeknownst to us our ancestors are in play
It can be true even if we don’t fall for it today
Iniquity by our forebears carries on down
On their epigenetic’s and covenants we will surely drown
Did an ancestor make covenant with the satan’s spirit?
Then provided great comforts without any limit
The big issue here that almost no one knows
It’s a covenant of oneness with long legal toes
Can you have a oneness covenant with more than just one?
I don’t think I AM will let that ever be done
Our Triune God will never break Their’s with us
Satan’s spirit’s happy to help us say – God don’t fuss
All our false refuges are all based on lies
We don’t first turn to God as we should when we cries
But there is more to these so bad old penny blues
We’ll soon get it – our enemies can hardly lose
When we-start-seeing the huge trap, that-we-are-in
And we may often see or sense their ghastly grin
They mimic The Creator’s gifts and also Their promises
Refreshing our false refuges with tried and true harnesses
Our trip ups from the past and our ancestral links
Catering to our needs with a new round of drinks
But way worst than all that, they love our fellowship
It’s their yada for their pleasure that’s their mighty grip
Breaking their incentive’s is no easy matter
Identifying false refuges and all of their chatter
The only way is always turning first to The Christ
The alternative default, succumbing to their hellish heist.
