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by Brother Jacob © 2020

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 fought," I did inform.
It was because I ran from the word of 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 belly, I did stay.
Then, I 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 was headed to the Nineveh route.
I Jonah, the man, that God sent.
Was astonished, as I saw, each one repent.

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