Chapter 5 – The Generations of Adam
In ancient scrolls, a lineage unfolds,
The generations marked in tales retold.
From Adam’s form, God’s image intertwined,
A tapestry of life, in truth, defined.
The years passed by, each patriarch’s name,
A candle in the night, an earthly flame.
Seth’s sons and daughters, in their numbers vast,
A lineage forged, in distant echoes cast.
And Adam’s years, his toil, his soul’s refrain,
Nine hundred years, the ledger of his pain.
As father to a multitude, he stood,
His legacy a testament of good.
Enoch, walked with God in close embrace,
His footsteps echoed in celestial grace.
For three hundred sixty years, he knew God’s name,
His faith, a beacon in a world aflame.
Methuselah, a name of length renowned,
His days, a record, nearly nine hundred found.
His heart bore witness to a world’s descent,
In Noah’s ark, God’s mercy was intent.
A flood engulfed the world in torrential tears,
But Noah’s ark, a refuge free from fears.
With kin and creatures, seven by two, they sailed,
A fresh beginning, God’s promise never failed.
The ages marked by patriarchs of old,
A tale of lives, in scripture’s scroll, foretold.
In generations past, their stories blend,
The tapestry of life, God’s message, penned.
As time unfurls its pages, near and far,
A testimony of the ages, like a star.
The generations, like a river’s flow,
An ancient tale of life, a sacred glow.