(Matthew 24:23-44)
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Upon the mantle of the plains
A hundred miles beyond or more,
Where torrents fall and lightening flames
The clouds ascend and thunders roll.
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Yet but few the hours past
We also knew this tumult's might,
The frigid blast and rattling hail
The tempest's summons in the night.
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Now silent and how bright the scene
That is upon my sight impressed,
The fire and cloud that day preview
That comes from east and to the west
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And of that time---we know not when
The Trumpet's message will be tolled,
For all will see the lightening then
When He the balances will hold!