On The Twenty-Seventh Of July Poem by Bernard F. Asuncion

On the twenty-seventh of July,
In the world war year nineteen fourteen;
The true Church Of Christ in these last days
Emerged with colors red, white, and green.

God's last messenger from the Far East
Began to preach the genuine gospel;
He endured the mockery of men,
As he fulfilled his duty so well.

The holy task entrusted by God
Was to guide people to the right path;
So come the great day of salvation,
The elect will be safe from God's wrath.

The ones called by God inside the flock
Are all taught to have hope, love, and faith;
Although they suffer trials in life,
Bear in mind, it will be worth the wait.

One hundred five long years have just passed,
Countless are God's blessings from the sky;
Let's thank God and praise His holy name,
On the twenty-seventh of July.

Topic: INC 105th Anniversary (July 27,2019)