BrotherJacob

Jonah






Nineveh was the place that God wanted me to go,
but I ran and told God no.

For Nineveh, was a wicked city, very sinful, and not pretty.

I saw a ship, and I climbed aboard. I was a man on the run, running from the Lord.

The ship was caught in a storm.It was my fault, I did inform.

It was because I ran from the Lord. I told the crew to cast me overboard.

Then, I was swallowed by a whale. Now that right there is a true fish tale.

Three days in the whale’s belly, I did stay. I, Jonah, began to pray.

I told God, that if He would get me out. I would go to Nineveh, without a second doubt.

The whale got sick and spewed me out. Then I headed to the Nineveh route.

I, Jonah, the man, that God sent, was astonished as I saw, each one did repent.

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