I saw during the night,
A man on a red horse;
And behold what a sight,
Riding to stay on course.
Standing by myrtle trees,
Next to horses of white;
Feeling a gentle breeze,
The moon shining so bright.
What are these things my lord,
An angel said to show;
Signs not to be ignored,
Only then will I know.
These are they whom the Lord,
Sent to patrol the earth;
Helping peace be restored,
Giving life a new birth.
The angel of the Lord,
Was standing by the trees;
Being in one accord,
The earth remains at ease.
We ask the Lord of Host,
How long having no grace;
Send us the Holy Ghost,
With mercy to embrace.
For these seventy years,
Angered to the city;
Causing so many fears,
Please come and take pity.
Gracious and comforting,
The angel talked to me;
You must stop perverting,
And confess to be free.
Cry out thus says the Lord,
For He is envious;
Let it not be ignored,
Become not hideous.
He is a jealous God,
Angry with the nations;
Gives not honor and laud,
By all His creations.
His cities will again,
See an overflow;
Prosper Jerusalem,
An abundance to show.
Copyright © 2019 Richard Newton Sherrer
