Poems By Jessica Severt / a couple of years ago Share Tweet Pin Share When David would dance The people were amazed. How could the leader of the people Magnify God with such praise? With his garments soaked Did he play before the Lord. Though his body were in pain God’s praise he would not withhold. But something in his heart. Perhaps a subtle change. He chose to take a rest Thinking things would stay the same. To the roof top he wandered And on the roof top he stayed. Even now on the roof top He looks down and remains. Content is he To watch his people from there. Ignoring the sin that is growing Taking the people unaware. The stagnant pool of past conviction No one dares jump in and bathe. While the king smiles upon them Seemingly unphased. Come down from the roof top, David! Awaken and run, RUN NOW! For the hour of rest is far past over And the kingdom is falling down! Pick back up your joy and dancing. Throw away complacency! Get amongst the people! Strengthen your weakened knee. When David would humble himself and pray And turn from his wicked way And seek the Face of the Lord. THEN would his prayer of repentance be heard. So what now will the king do? Choose you THIS DAY, revive or continue. If you enjoyed reading this poem please consider sharing on social media. Your efforts will bless this ministry and could prove to be a blessing to others that may not otherwise know about Everyone’s Apostolic.
