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John saw a vision, a wondrous sight,
Seven angels with plagues, clothed in white,
With bowls of wrath, in their command,
To execute God's judgment, as He planned.
And he beheld, a sea of glass,
Mingled with fire, like a radiant mass,
And those who conquered, the beast's cruel reign,
Standing by the sea, a triumphant refrain.
They sang the song, of Moses' might,
And the Lamb's glory, in heavenly light,
A song of praise, to the Holy One,
For His righteous judgments, now begun.
The angels prepared, to pour their bowls,
Of wrath upon the earth, with heavy tolls,
And the temple's sanctuary, filled with smoke,
A sign of God's presence, a divine evoke.
No one could enter, until the plagues were done,
God's wrath poured out, one by one,
The angels' task, to execute His will,
To bring judgment, with divine skill.
Revelations Chapter 15, a vision grand,
Of heavenly praise, in a glorious land,
A reminder of God's justice and might,
And the ultimate triumph, of His holy light.