The Lamb
opened The Seventh Seal, there was silence in Heaven
I saw The
Seven Angels in God’s Presence, They were given
Seven
Trumpets, another Angel with a Golden Censer
And He was
given much incense, as He stood at The Altar
With The Prayers
of All The Saints, offer it upon The Altar
The Golden
Altar, which was before The Throne, of The Father
The smoke
of the incense, with The Prayers of The Saints, ascended
Before
God, from the Angel’s Hand, just as God had intended
The Angel,
took The Censer, filled with fire, from The Altar
Yes,
that’s right, He filled it with fire from The Golden Altar
The Angel
threw The Censer, to the Earth, noises filled the air
Cracks of
Thunder, flashes of Lightening, an Earthquake, time for prayer
The Seven
Angels, with The Seven Trumpets, prepared to sound
The First
Angel blew The Trumpet, I can still recall its sound
Hail and
Fire followed, mingled with blood, thrown down to the World
A third of
the trees, and all green grass, burned up, by what was hurled
The Second Angel’s Trumpet sounded, its result still
haunts me
What looked like a great fiery mountain, thrown into
the Sea
A third of
the Sea became blood, death and damage, its result
A third of
the living creatures in the Sea died, was it their fault
A third of
the ships, on the Sea, were destroyed, what of its Men
The Third
Angel’s Trumpet sounded, a Great Star fell from Heaven
On a third
of the rivers and the springs of water, it fell
The name
of the Star is Wormwood, like the bitter herb, do tell
A third of
the waters, became bitter, many Men perished
Because
the water was made bitter, poisoned, were they punished
The Fourth
Angel’s Trumpet sounded, a third of Heaven was struck
A third of
the Sun, third of the Moon, a third of the Stars, struck
A third of
the Stars, were struck, so that the light in them, went dark
A third of
the Night, no moonlight, a third of the Day, was dark
I looked
and heard, through the midst of Heaven, an Angel flying
Woe to the
People of Earth, with a loud Voice, it was saying
Because
the Angel knew, what the next three Trumpet blasts would bring
The Fifth
Angel’s Trumpet sounded, I wondered what this would bring
A Star fell
from Heaven to Earth, to him was given The Key
The Key to
The Bottomless Pit, he opened it, before me
And smoke,
like that of a great furnace, arose out of The Pit
The Sun and
the air were darkened, due to the smoke of The Pit
Out of the
smoke, Locusts came upon the Earth, at that hour
They were
given power, like scorpions of Earth have power
The Locusts
were commanded, not to harm the grass of the Earth
Any green
thing, nor any tree, only certain Men on Earth
Only Men,
who didn’t have The Seal of God, on their forehead
Which should
fill the hearts, of the rest, with a sense of instant dread
They weren’t
given Authority to kill them, but to Torment
And for five
months, their Torment, was like a scorpion’s torment
In those
days, Men will seek death, but won’t find it, they’ll want to die
Death,
itself, will flee from them, only God Almighty knows why
The shape of
the Locusts, was like horses prepared for battle
On their
heads were crowns of something like gold, not being boastful
With faces
like the faces of men, and hair like women’s hair
Their teeth
were like lions’ teeth, and breastplates like iron to wear
The sound of
their wings, like chariots, running into battle
They had
tails, like scorpions, with stings in their tails, be careful
Their Power
was to hurt men five months, and they had as their King
Yes, the
Angel of The Bottomless Pit, they had as their King
Whose name,
in Hebrew, is Abaddon, in Greek, it’s Apollyon
One woe is past, behold, two more
woes to come before it’s done
The Sixth
Angel’s Trumpet sounded, and I heard a Voice ring out
From The Four Horns of the Golden
Altar before God, no doubt
Saying to The Sixth Angel, free
The Four Angels, who are bound
At the great river Euphrates,
I’ll never forget their sound
The Four Angels, who had been
prepared for the hour and day
Month and year, were released, to
kill a third of Mankind, that day
The number, of the Army of
Horsemen, two hundred million
I heard their number, and I saw
the horses in The Vision
The Horsemen had breastplates of
fiery red, hyacinth blue
And sulfur yellow, the heads of
the horses, were a sight, too
They were like the heads of
lions, and out of their mouths came fire
Yes, that’s right, out of their
horses mouths, came smoke, brimstone and fire
By these three Plagues, a third
of Mankind was killed, some by the fire
Some by the smoke, others by the
brimstone, was this God’s desire
For their Power, is in their
mouth, and their painful tails, as well
For their tails are like
serpents, and with them they do harm, too well
The rest of Mankind, who weren’t
killed, by these plagues, did not repent
From the works of their hands,
and accept the Savior who was sent
They should not worship demons,
who are always, up to no good
Not to worship their idols of
gold, silver, brass, stone and wood
Idols can neither see, hear, nor
walk, how can they hear their pleas
And they did not repent of their
murders, or their sorceries
Nor repent their thefts or their
sexual immorality
I wonder, if they would repent,
if they could see, what I see
I saw
another Mighty Angel, coming down from Heaven
Clothed with
a cloud, Rainbow on his head, his face was like the Sun
Feet like
pillars of fire, an open little book, in hand
He set his
right foot on the Sea, and his left foot on the land
He cried
out, as when a lion roars, then I heard several voices
When The Angel
cried out, Seven Thunders, uttered their voices
I was about
to write, but I heard a Voice from Heaven say
To seal up
the things, which YOU have heard, the Seven Thunders say
Seal them
up, and do not write them down, is what was said to me
The Angel, who
I saw standing on the land, and on the Sea
The Angel
raised up his hand, swore by Him, who lives in Heaven
He who lives
forever, Creator of All things in Heaven
The Creator
of the Earth and the Sea, and All Things in it
That there
should be delay no longer, just what was meant by it
In the days
of The Sounding of the Seventh Angel, I’m told
When he is
about to sound, I’m listening to what I’m told
That The
Mystery of God, would be finished, as He declared
To His
Servants, The Prophets, whose Eternal Lives, would be spared
And then
the Voice, which I heard from Heaven, spoke again to me
Get the Little Book, from the Angel,
standing on Earth and Sea
I went to the Angel, and asked, give
the little book to me
Take and eat it, it will turn bitter,
is what He says to me
It will make my stomachache, but in
my mouth, sweet as honey
I took it and ate it, in my mouth, it
was sweet as honey
My stomach was bitter, as He
predicted, but I didn’t die
About many Peoples, Nations, Tongues,
Kings, YOU must Prophesy
The Seventh Angel’s Trumpet sounded, then
I hear in Heaven
“The Kingdoms of Earth, become
Kingdoms of Our Lord in Heaven”
“And of Jesus Christ, and He shall
Reign, Forever and ever”
And The Twenty-four Elders, who sat
before God, would answer
They stepped off Their Thrones, fell
on Their Faces and They Worshiped God
“We give YOU Thanks, O Lord God
Almighty, The One Who is God”
“Because YOU have taken Your Great
Power and Reigned, Mightily”
“Your Wrath has come, the time of the
dead, the nations were angry”
“That they’ll be Judged, and YOU
Reward The Prophets, Your Servants”
“And The Saints, and those who fear
Your Name, small and great, as He grants”
“And should destroy those, who
destroy the Earth”, Your Glory We sing
Then The Temple of God, was opened in
Heaven, amazing
The Ark of His Covenant was
seen in His Temple, no tale
There were Lightnings, Noises,
Thunderings, an Earthquake, and Great Hail
These things I have been shown, are
quite terrifying to behold
I’m
a Fellow Servant of The Lord, revealing what I’m told
