A loud voice from the temple, "Go and pour out the bowls
Of the wrath of God on the earth," judgment unfolds
The first bowl poured on the earth, foul and loathsome sores
On those who worship the beast and its image, their choice ignores
The bowls of wrath, poured out on the earth
God's judgment on the wicked, a final dearth
The righteous vindicated, the saints' reward
The wrath of God, the Almighty's sword
The second bowl, poured on the sea, becomes blood of the dead
Every living creature dies, judgment on the wicked's head
The third bowl, on rivers and springs, they become blood
"You are righteous, O Lord, for they have shed the blood of saints," a just flood
The bowls of wrath, poured out on the earth
God's judgment on the wicked, a final dearth
The righteous vindicated, the saints' reward
The wrath of God, the Almighty's sword
The fourth bowl, poured on the sun, men scorched with great heat
They blaspheme the name of God, repentance they defeat
The fifth bowl, on the beast's throne, his kingdom full of darkness
Men gnaw their tongues in pain, blaspheming God, their hearts hardness
The sixth bowl, on the Euphrates, its water dried up
For the kings of the east, three unclean spirits like frogs, a demonic cup
The seventh bowl, poured into the air, "It is done!" a voice resounds
Great earthquake, cities fall, Babylon the great, God's wrath abounds
The seven bowls of wrath, God's judgment complete
The wicked punished, the righteous at the Savior's feet
The battle of Armageddon, the kings of the earth gathered
Against the Lord and His anointed, their fate shattered
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22 июн 2024
