I saw the Lamb stand on Mount Zion - He was teamed
With one hundred and forty-four thousand redeemed;
I heard thunder and harps as they sung a new song
None could learn save the faultless virgins of that throng;
One angel preached, one Babylon's fall presented,
One warned those with the beast's mark would be tormented.
"Write", I was told, "blessed are the Lord's martyrs from hence,
That they may rest and receive their due recompense."
Then I saw a cloud with One like the Son of Man,
Whose sickle reaped the earth's ripe harvest on command.
Next, an angel reaped the grapes of the earth's vine; trod,
Blood then flowed from the winepress of the wrath of God.
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