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Untitled by Erik Mundall
from Legacy 1997
Untitled
by Erik Mundall
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Like kitten's paws,
no time for pause,
the time is running out.
This world's fate,
as domed by hate,
will soon be brought about.
If she should last,
t'would be a blast,
and that I do not doubt!
The devil waits,
on those he hates,
.to bring about despair.
But humble saints,
without his taints,
escape his deathly snare.
No doubt remains,
but that his banes,
will end in all that's fair.
When nought remains,
of earth's last pains,
this world will shine fair,
With surface new,
and hearts kept true,
'twill be in Jesus' care
My joy will sour,
If in that hour,
I cannot find you there.
