WORD OF GOD
Prose Poem

Then he saw golden gates of heaven opened, And a white horse was standing, so revenged.
The rider was named truthful and fervent, An arbitrator, fairly and wages a war right. His eyes were like flames of celestial fire, And on his head were many crowns, rare A name was written on him that no one Understood except himself and someone;
He wore a robe dipped in blood, and his title Became the Word of God to win the life battle,
The armies of heaven, dressed in the finest of pure,
followed him on white horses, with much care From his mouth also came a sharp
sacred sword
to strike down the nations, to rule with an iron rod
On his robe at his hand was written a title: King of all kings.
WILLIAMSJI MAVELIĀ

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