Reap Angels, Reap

All the nations are infested
Like weeds among the wheat
No evil shall be spared
The Father’s Word is Power
Justice shall come from on high

Judgement has already come
So blind, you know it not
The warnings ignored, now Angels reap
The chaff shall be gathered
Then bundled and burned

Every nation shall face Him
Though they will continue their evil ways
Their science and medicine will not save
Should any turn, repent, and make amends
They will be saved, but at great cost to them

His ways are not yours
Burden not your heart with things but Love
That you’ll be taken up into my Father’s home