That Day (Ae Freslighe)

Idle no-gods terrified
And in the dust laid prostrate
When Yahweh is glorified
And arrogance He berates.

He strikes them with starvation,
No sacrifice to sustain
There is only damnation
No foe of Yahweh remains.

No light, but great darkening
When kings wear bit and bridle
Find refuge by harkening
Yahweh’s Day is not idle.

8-31-2015

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