I stood on the mounded shore of the river
And the finger of God touched my brow
I fell into a deep sleep and arose
In a vision of what is not now.

Winds began to still the tree leaves
As I took a short breath
Nothing was as it seemed
Reality was put to death.

As the lathe etches the wood
My thoughts are honed with fear
More powerful emotions took hold
And a voice says be sill I am here.

Fear no more here I am
You sought me from the womb
And I saw you for this day
You will not see the tomb.

Fore I will return forthwith
And deaths sting will not visit thee
They have called my name
So, death will surely flee

The wicked have been upon you
Spreading all their lies (lies)
Well, it soon will forever end
And all just; shall rise.

No longer will vengeance ravage the earth
The wicked shall be put asunder
The righteous will then rise up
An put an end to the plunder.

The darkened places will accept the light
All the evil ones will flee
The pure will command the heavens
To reign for the eternities