Enjoy this message God gave through
His son, an angel, John, to you.
All praise and power and glory be
to Christ who paid our penalty.
Now clean we serve our God because
He always is and always was.
John, exiled 'cause he preached the Word
was in the Spirit when he heard
a voice that said, like trumpet sound,
"The things you see, go write them down".
By golden lampstands, Son of Man
with golden sash and stars in hand,
his hair like snow, his eyes ablaze,
his face like sunshine's brilliant rays,
his voice like rushing waters roared,
and from his mouth, a two-edged sword.
John fell and at his feet he laid.
But then God said, "Don't be afraid."
"I am the First, the Last, the One.
Death and the cross, I've overcome."
"Now write this down, it's meant to guide
the seven aspects of my bride.
I know you, Prophet, have endured.
By none who lie have you been lured.
But where's the love you had at first?
Now change your heart, I'll quench your thirst.
Dear Servant: I know times are hard.
Still more the devil will bombard.
Be faithful when the pain is rife
and I will give the crown of life.
Then Teacher: I know Satan's there,
that you hold fast and don't despair,
though, even when a brother dies.
But why do you put up with lies?
Reform the teachings I've deplored
or I'll correct them with my sword.
The victors will then, I proclaim,
get hidden bread and a new name.
Encourager, I know your works.
In victory I'll give you perks.
Authority from near to far.
I'll also give the morning star.
But you put up with Jezebel,
whose so-called secrets come from hell.
I'm sending hardships to her kind,
then you'll know I search heart and mind.
Now Giver church, I have bad news:
I see through your religious ruse.
Repent and ever-watchful be
like those who get to walk with me.
And Leaders: See the open door
that, through your weakness, strength I pour
to keep my word and to endure
to keep your heav'nly crown secure.
To those who have the Mercy gift:
Don't think you'r rich when you're adrift.
The lukewarm make me want to puke.
Because I love you, I rebuke.
Be earnest, turn away from sin.
I'm at the door, just let me in.
And if you trust in me alone
I'll let you join me on my throne."
Then after this, an open door
led John to heaven to see more.
The Lord was seated on a throne.
He shined like brilliant precious stone.
And men with crowns of gold surround
while voices, flames, and thunder sound.
Four creatures that each have six wings,
they never rest but always sing,
"Almighty God, past, future, now."
The men throw down their crowns and bow.
"You're worthy God, none higher rated.
For by your will all was created."
Now in his hand God held a scroll
that none could open, not a soul.
Until a Lamb with seven eyes
he took it, for he qualifies
because he purchased with his blood
a people once just filled with crud.
Now clean and serving God as priests.
Sing praise that never shall be ceased.
The scroll Christ held had seven seals.
Each one a plan of God reveals.
He opened one, a horse all white
was sent with crown to win each fight.
The next, a horse all fiery red
took peace from earth - men killed men dead.
The third seal, a black horse unveils,
its rider with a pair of scales.
The fourth seal brought the Grave and Death,
a pale horse who, with every breath,
where God allowed them, killed with ease,
by sword, by famine, by disease.
Then when the fifth seal was unsealed
beneath the altar was revealed
those who for preaching met their fate.
They asked for justice, told to wait.
The sixth seal changed the universe.
The unredeemed saw things get worse.
An angel sealed the heads of some
so they avoid the wrath to come.
All praising God, a countless swarm.
Then there was silence 'fore the storm.
Our prayers as incense to God rose.
Then fire came from trumpet blows.
The first burned earth and grass and trees.
The second turned to blood the seas.
The third brought down the Wormwood star,
which ruined waters near and far.
The fourth took out one-third of light.
"But oh", cried one, "the coming blight".
A trumpet blew, the fifth one this,
and locusts came from the abyss.
They didn't kill, they just brought pain
that those without the seal sustain.
Then trumpet six sent those assigned
to kill a third of humankind.
Yet people, still, they chose to steal.
To manmade idols still they kneel.
Then said an angel down from heaven.
"God's purpose comes with trumpet seven."
John walked up to the angel great.
He took the scroll, which then he ate.
He learned that two would prophesy
till more than three years had gone by.
An evil beast will come and kill.
They'll lay unburied, dead and still.
People will laugh and celebrate
till God makes them both stand up straight.
When God says to the two "Come here",
the people learn that God's to fear.
And then the seventh trumpet blew.
What was proclaimed was coming true.
The whole world now is his domain,
and always God and Christ will reign.
Then those in heaven fell face down
to praise the God of great renown.
Two signs: A woman great with child
next to a dragon huge and riled.
The baby would be dragon's prey
but God stepped in to save the day.
Swept up the child, saved the mom.
The dragon blew up like a bomb.
The there in heaven was a war.
It's Michael's verus Satan's corps.
The outcome never was in doubt.
The devil's side was all thrown out.
Now stuck on earth and furious,
he aimed to be injurious
to those who would not bow or cow'r
so to a beast he gave his pow'r.
And all the people worshipped it
whose names weren't in the holy writ.
It slaughtered saints and beat the pure.
If you're there then, one word: endure.
A second beast, skilled at deception,
forbid all trade, with one exception
Those on whose hand he does affix
his number, which is six six six.
The pure were singing on Mount Zion
before the Lamb who is a Lion.
Three angels made the truth well-known,
"Fear God and worship him alone".
An angel then was told to reap.
The harvest came in one big sweep.
Then those whose souls were grabbed like grapes,
not one who's due God's wrath escapes.
Meanwhile the faithful stood to sing,
"Great are you God, and just, our King".
Then angels stepped out on the path
to get the bowls filled with God's wrath,
and these were poured out one by one
till from the throne God said "It's done".
Then John was shown, from new location,
Mother of Abomination.
The city who loves earthly things
and rules the ways of worldly kings.
In drunken luxury does thrive,
but at God's Word, will not survive.
And at that Babylon the great,
who boasted and loved goods ornate,
devoured souls and fanned desire,
was suddenly consumed by fire.
Then "Hallelujah, Praise the Lord",
a multitude in heaven roared.
Salvation from God glorified,
now marriage for Christ and his bride.
So blessed are those at wedding feast,
who join the Lamb and catch the beast
and catch deceitful prophet too,
their armies killed, Faithful and True.
With victory over insurrection,
the martyrs rose, first resurrection.
They rule with Christ a thousand years
till Satan, unbound, reappears.
Fights to prevent what must transpire.
He's thrown into the lake of fire.
Before the throne, truth can't be fudged.
By King of Kings, each will be judged.
"Behold", said God, "I make things new.
I am the first, the last, the true.
The spring of life will thirst relieve,
but not for those who don't believe."
The Holy City then came down,
a cube five thousand miles around.
With walls of jasper, streets of gold,
a brilliant glory to behold.
There is no sun and yet no night,
for God himself is city's light.
Right in the city sits his throne.
He'll live with us and call his own.
His face we'll see and love we'll feel.
His crops will quench and sate and heal.
Be blessed and keep his words till then.
"I'm coming soon", says Christ. Amen.
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