The Woman

byThelma Atwater

It’s been a game, a lie, Perhaps deceit, The vision of the temptress With the apple at her feet. She’s lived in subjugation Since taking Satan’s snare. She’s been dishonoured and abused; A burden she has shared. But in such condemnation She’s provided access for the soul To reap the sorrows and the pain Then learn to take control. Till now she stands at life’s great gate The world at her command; She has the knowledge and the love To intercept this dance of fate With a just and loving hand. For ages she’s been punished For the stolen apple from the tree But had she not removed the veil Where would we in progression be? Still children of the garden So innocent, naïve, But children, merely children, For only knowledge sets us free. Thelma Catterwell c. 1979 (About 8 years before joining the Church and then becoming Thelma Atwater)

EARTH Thelma Atwater He called eternal elements and shaped them with His hand Then placed her spirit gently to inhabit all the land He clothed her soul with beauty Touched her surface with His love And we look at her in wonder Giving praise to God above A heart of burning fire A coat of rainbow hue But dwelling here like parasites Her spirit we'd subdue Yet she shares with us probation Knows trials, grief and pain Endures the greatest torment And feels the greatest shame For they took her great Creator and hung Him on a tree And as he gave up His life, she moaned in agony She felt His new birth from the grave Now waits for her reward When He returns, no more to leave Her Creator and her Lord But we pollute her special places

Live in violence and reap despair The earth cries forth in anger In pain she cannot bear Then she waits in silent anguish For the healing day of Grace She holds His promise in her heart And longs for His embrace The sky will burn The clouds will roll Her glory He'll restore He'll rule on here a thousand years And bring Peace for evermore

See Moses 7: 48Pearl of Great Price

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