Do not imagine that I will stay my mighty will or the course I have set out,
to bring justice and redemption upon the earth.
Even now, the rush of the winds drive the course of destruction ever closer to completion,
and the path of the evil one becomes more clear.
There is much to be accomplished as the time draws to a close, and the angelic hosts descend upon the earth, to drive away the darkness and usher in the triumph of His mighty LIGHT.
He reigns! Glory in the Highest, Our God reigns!
He comes with triumph in His wake and sin and death are vanquished by His mighty hand!
L'chiam! Our God reigns! Sound the timbrel and they lyre,
Be joyful and sing before your Mighty God and King!
Glory and Honor and Power are His!
Reaping follows mourning! Our God reigns!
Glory in the Highest, He reigns!
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