It was just a
little cloud
But promised an
abundance of rain,
At first there was
nothing;
The servant looked
again and again.
It was on the
seventh time
That it arose from
out of the sea,
It was shaped like
a man’s hand
And as small as a
cloud can be.
The servant was
still skeptical
But Elijah sent the
king a warning
To get down off the
mountain
For the rain would soon
be falling.
Elijah outran
Ahab’s chariot
You could just
imagine his speed,
The hand of the Lord was on him
And he was the
first to Jezreel.
Stewart Russell © June 2020
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