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I saw a lamb standing,
Near the throne with elders;
And four creatures living,
As to each one ponders.
 
The lamb looked to be slain,
With seven horns and eyes;
But appeared not in pain,
And to be very wise.
 
Seven spirits of God,
The eyes and ears would be;
Sent to honor and laud,
For the whole world to see.
 
He took the scroll in hand,
From who sits on the throne;
To read a new command,
That the Lord did condone.
 
When the lamb had taken,
The elders bowed in first;
Knowing not forsaken,
Or not hunger or thirst.
 
Prayers from holy people,
Then proceeded in song;
Thinking of the Gospel,
Make right of the wrong.
 
Take the scroll open seals,
Because you were slaughtered;
You know just how it feels,
How much you have wandered.
 
You have bought with your blood,
The people from all tribes;
Were baptized with the flood,
Their hearts your name inscribes.





Copyright © 2013 Richard Newton Sherrer




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