To Dante's Hell and the Fall of Satan
Miracles are of angels—
even the fallen ones—remember
the idol elections;
Yet, know that the devil
is as much a lie today
as when with wolves like
Pharaoh, Ahab, and Jezebel;
Though he may ride high today,
certainly he will surly fall tomorrow:
it has been seen and predicted again;
Look through the tears of blood
and see the falling coming—
no lie can live forever—only truth;
While the night’s injustice seems to be upon us,
know the stars are twinkling; that the sunshine of justice
will surly rise and Satan and his angels will just as surly fall
like the lightening does from heaven: resurrection is no lie. Word.
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