Son of the Morning
"How art thou fallen from heaven, O Lucifer, son of the morning!"
A. W. Nutter
Angel Lucifer, son of the morning
Devious thoughts he began forming
Against the master and all of creation
Destroy the king, acquire his habitation
Lucifer gathered his army, time to wage war
With God and his faithful on heavens shore
Paradise divided by this beautiful creature
As angels defected for this sinful venture
Archangel Michael, the Prince of Light
Doing battle against the Prince of Night
Defeating Satan along with his minions
Restoring order to God's dominion
Satan is busy gathering mens souls
Placing multitudes under his control
Preparing for war he will not abandon
A final confrontation at Armageddon
Copyright © Anthony Nutter | Year Posted 2010
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