Come Soon O King

The sun is setting on this age
The final war quite soon will rage

But man to man it will not be
The fight thou King will be with thee

Even now they plot and they scheme
Their evil plans do fill their dreams

But till the time that you arrive
They have set their sights on your bride

To crush her with decisive blows
And fill her life with dread and woe

But this has been our plight from birth
Owing to our collective curse

For thy covenant we did break
A blind, impulsive, grave mistake

Forgive us Father for our sins
That a new life we might begin

Your chosen people we will be
As once we were, we will serve thee

So now thy prophecies fulfill
Come soon O King and work thy will.

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