Seven Stars

Seven stars are in his hand And he walks among seven lamp-stands Holds a book with seven seals At his throne where the angels kneel Seven stars light seven lamps Seven seals opened by the lamb Seven horns and seven eyes Seven spirits from the skies He is coming with the clouds And every eye will surely see him All the tribes of the earth will mourn Even so the ones who pierced him Seven horns the angels sound Hail and fire at earth were thrown Seven torches burning bright Dry the rivers and darken the night Thunder spoke in seven peals There shall be delay no longer Soon the mystery is revealed By him who lives for ever He is coming with the clouds And every eye will surely see him All the tribes of the earth will mourn Even so the ones who pierced him