The Fury - Kerry Livgren

Where is the promise of His coming?

All things continue just as we desire

They have forgotten the ancient world

So once by water, now by fire

After seven years, No more tears

The fury waits above the sky

The Lord of hosts will purify

On wings of fire He will appear

As the end is drawing near

And if those days had not been shortened

No flesh would survive

He takes no pleasure in the death of the wicked

But with their sin He will not strive

After seven years, No more tears

The fury waits above the sky

The Lord of hosts will purify

And His redeemed are justified

Their blood avenged and satisfied

The fury waits above the sky

The Lord of hosts will purify

He pours His wrath upon the earth

To His kingdom giving birth

The fury