In blazing white
This awesome sight!
A throne appeared
For all to see.
It was no dream
That passed my way
When one awakes
The light of day.
No demon there
Now locked in Hell
Can take the blame
For Adam's shame.
Yet in that throng
Where myriads stand
I recognized
My face in hand.
Then from the Throne
A voice so clear
It echoed forth
For all to hear.
In bright array
The Lamb was seen
With nail-scared hands
So pure and clean.
Then He alone
Like thunder spoke
The sound of doom
Raw fear awoke.
The question asked
Was given forth
"What have you done
With Christ, God's Son?"
The wrenching cries
Could then be heard
Man's stubborn will
Reject His Word.
Consuming flames
Sulfuric Lake
All those refused
Will there partake.
--B. Pent
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