The
New Year stands before us
The
signs speak loud and clear
The
end-time is upon us
The
choice you make is here.
The
prophets tell of trouble
Of
Nations in distress
With
war and famines growing
Of
death and loneliness.
Ten
Nations, Daniel tells us
Will
form a single head
And
one will try to charm us
By
rising from the dead.
The
Beast will form a treaty
With
Jew and Arabs, too
And
all the world will wonder
“Can
lasting peace be true?”
Then
from the Temple throne
The
antichrist will speak
As
Armageddon forces
Around
Jerusalem meet.
The
sun will then grow dimmer
The
moon will hide its face
As
angels pour out judgment
Upon
the human race.
A
choice demands an answer
You
cannot neutral be
Its
either Christ or Satan
That
marks your destiny.
B.
Pent
