Lost Promise
By the coins of betrayal
A man bought a field
Leaving his body there
He boarded a means to hell
He did with a kiss
Tell his Master ‘Greetings’
But deep in his heart
Was an opinion ‘Farewell’
This same was of a promise
A throne by the Master
To Israel, a judge
But men bore his corpse
Not a few look saint-like
But deep within are evil-born
Hooded to the eyes like Monks
How long shall they hide?
Holy writ does no favoritism
Not the callers; ‘Lord, Lord…’
Neither the white-washed
But worshippers, in truth and spirit ~
Of a twelve chosen
Of a promise given
This could spell ‘You ‘but forget not
Judas had a promise too!
Phil. 3:2-3 “2 Watch out for those dogs, those people who do evil, those mutilators who say you must be circumcised to be saved. 3 For we who worship by the Spirit of God[a] are the ones who are truly circumcised. We rely on what Christ Jesus has done for us. We put no confidence in human effort,(NLT)