They tell me I can be whatever I choose—
That a man can become a woman,
That flesh can defy the hands of its Maker,
That truth is no longer truth but mere opinion.
Lies! Deception! Blasphemy!
Has the creation risen above the Creator?
Shall the clay rebuke the Potter,
Claiming He has made a mistake?
Oh, foolish generation, drowning in pride,
You shake your fists at heaven,
You mock the divine order,
You call good evil and evil good!
You corrupt the air with confusion,
You trample the sacred covenant of marriage,
You spit upon the wisdom of the Almighty
And call it enlightenment!
But hear this: God is not mocked!
His Word stands unshaken,
His law is eternal,
His judgment is sure.
Do you not tremble before Him?
Do you not fear the One who holds your breath?
You drink from the cup of rebellion,
And judgment waits at the door!
But still, His mercy calls
Turn back before the fire falls!
Repent before the wrath descends!
For He who made man and woman
Has called it good and will not be silenced!
Glory to the Most High
The Alpha, the Omega,
The Righteous one who was, who is, and who is to come!
