(A throne in Heaven sat empty for 33 years.) Why? For what do we strive that
will bring us closer. No human deed will show us
approved. For two thousand
years we've chokedon our efforts. Only tolay down and die. Things change,
and things stay the same.
Through allthese trials I cannot compose myself.
Till there is a time no heaviness fillsmy heart. I canot ompose myself. So
this, there must arise a plan. A strategy to subdue the schemes. For
generation upon generation God retained a silence that shattered
of men. And for a season, all else failed. There is no other name, given
among men whereby they might be saved. In all
these years when men crawled
the earth choking on his tears, no composure, nor completion reigned. No
self righteous cleansing.
Leaning on the strength of self or another man...
No human effort can bring holiness or even the strength to stand. There is
explanation for this reasoning. The only thing in life that is constant