In Deuteronomy we read of severe statutes demanded by God,
in the land He gave of inheritance, broad,
of pagan worship; utterly destroy every last vestige,
be careful to break down wipe clean all blemish,
every symblance lest you lose your inheritance,
through disobedience and blind arrogance.

Why was God so forcefully adamant?
what was wrong with leaving the beautiful altars,
the groves, the temples, pillars, golden amulets,
the graven images, after all, were they not art?
Were they not beautiful to look upon?
why did God simply and definitely want them gone?

Were they not rich and expensive treasures?
were not their owners admired and found much awed?
Surely God would find no wrong in simple pleasures,
in the people using these same items to worship their God?
mimicing the practices of the heathen worship, but 'thinking'
of their own God - what a joke - to God stinking.

In the Word we read of such heathen practices,
of worshipping God in those manners He wanted no part.
Being worhsipped using pagan symbols, seers, stars and witches,
against same God warned, tear it all down, destroy it from your heart.
Wreaths, statues, trees and bows, gaeity, wine, of no part be,
using of same will produce rebellion against all things clean.

One must wonder from when do these things originate,
if wrong, how do they feel so right, something in our hearts.
Akin to worshipping Him, but smudged with emotions that stimulate,
depression, longing, hungering, desiring to full fill our part.
True worship of Him Who died for us, is the not crucifying again,
with pagan rituals, ideas, ways, means and symbols which are sin.

Oh, I beg of each reader to search, to learn, what these things mean,
and know of a surety what God demands against these things as seen.
As practices of Christian morals, holy traditions and 'Biblical' scenes,
were produced by the anti-christ to worship other than the only God; pristine,
and to worship demons, satan, pagan gods and all things unclean,
to sentence our souls to hell forever by similarities, they to God, seem.

The details of the ornaments on the trees we hold so dear with memories,
are untold, held secret, but vulgar beyond comprehension.
And of practices each part hidden, in proper company, can never be mentioned,
the souls of our children we've sold, teaching them fables and treacheries,
which will damn their soul, imparting in them desire of enemy convention,
becoming a part of the world, nothing less than Babylon extension.

The cry of God is so strong in the church today,
come out of Babylon; come out of her way.
Be no part of the whore and her sin deluged highway,
but enter ye in to the pure and straight gate.
Rid yourself of her wanton ways and debate,
lend not your minds, your children and ways to her bait.

The cry of Gods' blood bought church is return to the glorious state of her beginning.
Seek His righteous statutes and we can see those same miracles.
And greater things, turning the world upside down with his Peace,
rewarding with blessings, joy, security, and numerous souls saving.
And keeping us from hell fire unending and unbearable,
on a joyous new life, gladness, on eternal security an unbreakable lease.

The choice of yours today is this Deuteronomy test.
Will you turn your back on Babylon and her soul damning demon worship,
shining perverse tradition with origins of old,
pagan sacrifice and souls to hell; the world by ungodly quest?
Leading people blindly, unquestioning, joining in Babylons grip,
by worship of demon, idols, traditions, their souls to satan sold.

If you have hope of making heaven your home forever,
cleanse yourselves from these soul destroying sins and blights.
For the blood will not cleanse you of those evil things not severed,
you'll go on in your slanted ways of 'almost' completely turned over.
Receiving only small portions of His Spirit and blessings of right,
going on in haphazard direction, until your conscious is sealed over.

Finish with this simple test,
answer the question with your honest best.
Do you worship righteously with your pure heart,
or do you use heathenistic traditions and black art?
Feeling obligated to participate, but truthfully unknowing
really uncaring it's pagan: it's of Babylon; the truth: ignoring.