Don't let us fall
Don't let us fall
Raise us all
Raise us all
The trap is set
The noose is cast
The fruit is ripe
The first are last
When you put your sickle in
Blood will come up to the chin
Who shall fall
Don't drown
When judgement turns to wormwood
Wrath comes down.
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Valiantstar (Pseudonym) (
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Comments4
Tremendous. Powerful and poignant. relative to the times.
When you put your sickle in
Blood will come up to the chin
So powerfully conveyed. Strike with violence be sure you have lit the fuse to trouble. So applicable to current times.
Wonderful write 2781.
Rev 14:19-20?
either a plea or a command .. or possibly both maybe ..
Possibly a metaphor, but no doubt a reality.
Very good words 2781 may that judgement be right and bring peace and glory to all lives.
Andy
Amen.
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