Who are these eternal recorders,
Always faithful with the truth?
The spirit himself will not forget
Everything you do good or evil.
Record Man's deeds in his blood,
So archiving blessings and curses,
Perfectly for coming generations,
In times when judgement is needed.
Record peoples deeds in the waters,
In it the discerning can keenly behold;
There in is nothing absolutely hidden;
All is there: plain truth though misty,
Not for fools but only to the wise.
Don't forget to balance life's books,
Blood, water and spirit will then synch,
Lendering your soul slate again clean.
Only through Jesus's name, are the-
Obnoxious records again be purged,
Doing a complete reset on souls of men.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
All is there: plain truth though misty, Not for fools but only to the wise...../// thoughtful expression