Poetry

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They won victory over him,
Because of the Blood of the Lamb;
Their testimony was so grim,
Sacrificial for the I Am.

They did not love their life so much,
That they refused to give it up;
But with feeling His gentle touch,
They refused the poisonous cup.

Rather be glad for this reason,
Heaven and those who live in them;
For your victory has been won,
And the defeated are condemn.

How horrible for earth and sea,
For Satan has come with fierce rage;
Having little time left to be,
Till placed in the fiery cage.

When the snake was thrown down to earth,
It had persecuted the female;
With the boy she has given birth,
Enduring such pain to prevail.

The woman was given two wings,
Of a large eagle for to fly;
Far from the snake the forest brings,
Where she could contemplate and cry.

The snake poured out a sudden flood,
In order to sweep her away;
But the earth swallowed making mud,
Not wanting the woman to stray.

The serpent then became saw red,
And fought with the rest of her seed;
They were the righteous ones instead,
Servants of the I Am indeed.

They overcame him from the Blood,
Of the Lamb because of the Word;
Their testimony that they would,
Love not their lives till death as heard.

Copyright © 2014 Richard Newton Sherrer

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