5 Behold I See a City

A man indeed I am,

Clothed with flesh and blood,

That is liable, prone, open and nubile to sin And goes to sleep in the mud of atrocities I am no more than a "confused element".

Like a whirlwind have I chosen to change!

Direction of mine is for that narrow path

A wide and ecstatic ending that begets no end

I am of no pity for ash but weeping always,

For if so ash will be scattered,

Then what becomes of men who are mortals?

I am highly choked by what's to become of men!

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Two places just await men;

Oh Zion, I look thee from underneath.

Behold, I see men of glorious end

Feet of royal men drumming on those gold-thread streets Martyrs of his faith who were lambs of his message Sits at the right hand of God! Of their glory is no end Of their joy, no stop.

How I wish to be in the millennium years to come.

There I hope to sit on His right side Directly under His feet, listening To His gentle immortal words. That Man of glorious heart.

He who for no just cause

Was killed, was raised and so won death and Hades.

Men and women of mortality Listen! Listen! Listen!

For us is a great delight To see one another in heaven. Be not scared of death,

For even if we die today,

I am of the belief that

We will be resurrected by that mighty God!