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The angels held the winds of strife

Until the saints were sealed

The issues held the world enthralled

The matters were revealed

Decisions made, the mark received

The world has been deceived

Probation closes, sheep and goats

Comes trouble not conceived

Smoke fills the temple, seven bowls

Filed with the wrath of God

Are brought by angels pure and white

Poured like a lightning rod

The beast, false prophet, kings of earth

Have set the stage for war

The father looks and sees a world

All caged like predators

Grievous sores, the sea as blood

False leaders still conspire

The water flows a crimson red

The sun burns men with fire

Darkness brings a cold and fear

Mankind should bow in prayer

Instead they blaspheme and cry out

The pain that they must bear

The righteous wait, in Jacob’s mind

The wicked plot demise

But Christ returns with hailstones

The planet stops and dies

Christ will come one day, riding clouds of fire

Angels tend His way, trumpet notes up higher

Gather all the saints with the heavenly choir

Christ

Shall

Come!