The Stand Part 2
This time not at the cross of Cavalry,
But at Armageddon battlefield.
The earth will hear trumpets blow,
And thunder roars.
They will see the sky open and is adorned
With a majestic seven-color rainbow.
At the battlefield an obnoxious enemy awaits,
Demons, Ai’s, and humans in their millions with
Their beast, antichrist king, and satan.
On a white horse, our Savior will ride in.
With an infinity of angels and saints behind Him.
They will hear the trumpets louder,
And the tremble of the earth under their feet,
As all the angels and saints with their King,
Come marching in.
The space will be too small as we take our stand,
From heaven above unto the battleground.
And then a great silence will fall,
After Jesus speaks.
Satan and his two minions will be taken into captivity.
Thrown into the deep abyss, and the rest,
The birds of prey will have a feast.
Heaven with all the angels and saints will rejoice.
Because victory belongs to Jesus.
He is the darling of us all, our King, Savior, and Emanuel.
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