Esau
ESAU Holy things made unto profane, A spiritual he sold, His generation taken for his belly Esau is here again. Instruments of worship and praise, Full of power and grace, Made for the holy place, Now sold in the market place. Oil now for money Money exchanged for oil, Like Esau did for portage, The holy things he sold. Bishops now for hire, No acts of Apostles today Because their slots are booked, For money sake. The spirit of profanity, Esau is come again. The altar now a concert platform, Comedians and jokes held in the holy places. No longer do people come to the temple to cry, Now it's a den for money changers, Be not profane like Esau I hear the scripture preach. #wailing_pen Ogeh Solomon
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