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Yeshua's Offering

Yeshua's Offering

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Abba was it all in vain?” Yeshua asks Yahweh as He paces the throne room looking down on and seeing the hate that filled the hearts of those who should follow Him


“For Father those that call My name, saying they follow me,

Tasked with the spreading of My gospel, My freedom teachings

Have forgotten that the blood that rolled down

My face from the wounds in My head impaled with a thorn crown six inches thick

 And drenched the ground wasn’t just an offering for the children of Izsak

But for the descendants of Ishmael too

And should one or all accept my offering by calling out too Me


“Yeshua, my Messiah cleanse me of my sin”

No sooner than the words have left their mouth

A clean slate they’ll be given and Heaven they can enter in.

Christians curse the Hindu, Buddhist and Sikh

But ignore the blood that fell from my

Left hand as offering for all those

Who prays to the deities of Asia? 

And should one or all accept my offering by calling out to Me


“Yeshua, my Messiah cleanse me of my sin”

No sooner than the words have left their mouth a clean slate they’ll be given

And Heaven they can enter in.

They mock those that hail from Inca and Aztec land

Treating them as sub-human, Abba

Not hearing me when I say

That the blood that fell from My right hand

Covers them in offering

And should one or all accept my offering by calling out too Me


“Yeshua, my Messiah cleanse me of my sin”

No sooner than the words have left their mouth a clean slate they’ll be given

And Heaven they can enter in.

They forget that the streams of blood

That ran from the gorges in My back

Washed away the sins of

Those that pray to spirits of Oceania and Africa

And should one or all except my offering by calling out Me


“Yeshua, my Messiah cleanse me of my sin”

No sooner than the words have left their mouth a clean slate they’ll be given and

Heaven, they can enter in.

These so-called Christians taunt those that pray to the

Deities of Europe or to none at all

Refusing to believe

That blood that washed over my feet covered them and should one or all except my offering by calling out Me


“Yeshua, my Messiah cleanse me of my sin”

No sooner than the words have left their mouth a clean slate they’ll be given

And Heaven they can enter in.

Abba was it all in vain? My so-called followers steer more souls away when in reality

Asked them to help show them how freedom is gained?”


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