| WEST COAST BLITZ OF ’99 A POEM (The Vagrant Speaks, The Poet Speaks, The General) PRELUDE |
| The Street Preachers’ Convention, was a unique invention, as folks gathered from far and wide: To preach the Word, some had never heard, and to stem the SATANIC TIDE! |
THE VAGRANT SPEAKS The weather was rainy and the skies quite grainy, even dreary. This lowly vagrant was tired, not very inspired, only extremely weary. As I wandered the street through the blinding sleet, not paying much attention. Not really knowing that I was going toward some very strange convention. Some men were yelling, words quite compelling, about heaven and hell! I began to wonder, ‘neath the rolling thunder, what they’re trying to sell! "THE MOST DEPRAVED CAN BE FOREVER SAVED, IF JESUS CHRIST THEY’LL ONLY BELIEVE! "OUR MESSAGE IS TRUE AND ALL YOU MUST DO, IS SIMPLY RECEIVE!" Gospel tracts were flying, aimed at the dying, warning that HELL IS FOREVER! Saying that "those who refused are truly confused, not so terribly clever!" I began to search for a good Church and Bible Baptist came into view. I was "fit to be tied" but I went inside and slid into a pew. I received Christ into my life, ending years of strife, and giving me new direction. Now Jesus is Lord, the KJV Bible my Sword; In Him, total perfection!THE POET SPEAKS For some reason, at this particular season, the weather’s always windy and wet! It was my perception that there’d be an exception but it hasn’t happened yet! God certainly knows what He’s doing, so I’m not pursuing, questioning Him! It seems folks listen, when raindrops glisten, during weather that’s dark and grim. Perhaps they pause in the rain to hear the "INSANE" preaching God’s Word. And realize, under soggy skies, that this is a message they’ve never heard! Many were spared, as the Gospel was shared, in spite of the driving rain. Because they preached, many were reached, and their trip was not in vain. POSTLUDE |
| The Street Preachers’ Convention, was a unique invention, as folks gathered from far and wide: To preach the Word, some had never heard, and to stem the SATANIC TIDE! |
By: Stormy Burns Date: March 6, 1999
THE GENERAL
General Sutek was his name
and Street Preaching was his game;
over a mile you could hear him yell!
He snapped out his orders
that crossed Satan’s borders
sending chills into the pits of Hell!
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There is this band that moves across the land,
preaching God’s Holy Word.
They gather together, in spite of the weather,
to reach those who’ve never heard.
Christ Jesus they preach in order to reach
those who will never visit a church.
They’ll preach in the Town Square, or anywhere,
from a lowly or lofty perch!
To get the message out they often must shout
to be heard over the din and roar.
Others come along, and join in song
with a musical score.
Every year from far and near
they head out California way.
In Marysville they’ll meet then go out on the street,
to preach and sing and pray.
A leader was needed, whose word would be heeded,
someone with MILITARY BEARING.
Along came "General" Sutek, to keep things in check,
filled with CUNNING and DARING!
He leads with precision and no indecision,
to put SATAN to flight!
You could oft hear him yell: "Let’s S.W.A.T. the
deamons of hell",
far into the night!
"The weather can’t daunt us, nor Satan flaunt us;
we’ll preach in any kind of weather."
"Keep the music going and the tracts flowing
as we muster daily together!"
"Attention! Right about face! Everyone in their place!
Let’s all march into battle!"
"Onward we go, to preach to and fro,
until we hear SATAN’S DEATH RATTLE!"
So onward they went until nearly spent,
preaching against Satan and sin.
The Word was preached and Satan impeached,
and everyone returned home once again.
Souls were won, but the work’s just begun,
as they’ll preach across the nation.
"Jesus is Lord, the KJV Bible our Sword,
and only in Him is eternal salvation!"
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By: Stormy Burns Date: March 13, 1999