Latitudes

Russia to the north 

Israel to the south 

Look out world if war brakes out 

Mercenaries will have their day

As people tremble, curse, and pray 

The art of war at its peak 

He brings them down to him their weak. 

Who can stand 

Who can say 

My hands are clean 

I followed your way...

Who is right who is wrong 

What is truth?

Many claim to have the proof..

Once delivered by the word now pooh-poohed and thought absurd..

But he will have them in derision and bring to nought all their wisdom-

Who cast off his cord and break his bands asunder..

And fear not the Lord who commands the hail, and thunder-

And pestilence and plague- earthquake and fire...

With judgement consuming all hypocrites and liars 

And those that swear falsely will never see the day when righteousness is restored and peace has a way...

It will be well with the righteous their doings will bear fruit 

And on that day 

They will say

Sit under my fig tree

Drink from the vine

When sin is removed 

All will be fine.

His rest will come

His promises are true 

No more sorry 

All things new...

And people's and nations will praise the Lord 

When all unrighteousness is slain by his sword.