And So

And so the anti-Christ arises,
Uber deceiver with faithless promises,
Offers easy salvation,
Plots our merciless ruin,                          
But the remnant holds
As they have long learned,
Drowned or burned,
With a death grip to the timeless Word
   In every crises.

On Reading From Ecclesiastes

A man with little,
who is content with his lot,
is very rich.

Let him enjoy the fruit
of his labour in peace.

A man with much land and gold,
who is yet discontent,
is very poor.

His life is a struggle
He has no peace,
He feels like a slave.

The riches of contentment
are there within everyone's grasp,
savour the fruit of your labour
with quiet joy.