Be ye connected

a poem by Reginold Ajay Jacob, India

When they called the master of the house Beelzebub,
How much more will they call you,
Be ye content to suffer for me,
Suffer as a servant that's true.

Be ye connected to the vine,
For I am the true vine,
Let the world whine,
But you be connected to the vine.

My grace is sufficient for you,
I will never leave you,
Let the world keep howling,
May they be many or, few.

R. A. JacobĀ© January/9/2019

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