The Reaper's TruthBehold, I come to bring you to the place prepared. / Now, you - the sower’s of the King’s glory - shall inherit his firstborn’s birthright. / The Lamb’s inheritors will be his bride. / They will be blessed, and brought to his wedding feast. / They shall eat his blessed bread and drink his blessed wine, and he will take their sickness from them. / But for his adulterous, condemnation has not slept, and punishment waits hungrily. / The trial of refinement is ended. / All will wear out like garments, but he has come with clean robes. / He will read the names from the Book of Life. / He remains; His years will not end. / Now from the throne, I will lay bare all things on earth below, for creation flees before its King. / My thundering swallows the great and small standing before the throne / but grace shall fall on he who answered when I called. / Praise be to the Father, whose words shall not be altered. / Come. You’re not here for destruction. / I’ve gathered you that you may now be cleft / between those on My right and those on My left. / Now take of this hand, My sheep and the goats / from which you sought My lead through the story I wrote. / When I was naked and homeless, did you clothe My skin? / When I was a stranger, did you let Me in? / I tell you the truth, the righteous will see that what you did for these, you did for Me. / You at My right, you have heard, now see that death cannot separate you from Me. / The holy city shines with brilliance like the crystal sea. New Jerusalem awaits. / You will tread on gold like glass, and the most precious stones will hold you in their gates. / I bought you to be My children, so look on Me and know I am your father. / The Lamb welcomes his bride. You I call the sheep are My heirs. This is your inheritance. / In a world without end, I’ll feast with My one love; My children. / You whom I know so well. / Love shall hold your hand. You’ll never cry again. / My children, who have been eager as awaiting birth / salvation, as life, is delivered. / Never again hunger, nor mourn, nor suffer from that disease. / Forever I will tend to you. / Behold, I am making everything new. / But you, goats, you gave me no home nor clothes / though you made My words your own as they caught in your throat. / You are untrustworthy with what I wrote. / I invited you to the wedding banquet, but the harvest is over and you sowed nothing. / Like a whore, your sickness excused you, and now the door is shut. / Nephilim, I named you... / But now you are nameless. My heart’s greatest pain. / Alone, you’re left worthless. You’ll never know grace. / A sacrifice was met for your debt but you didn’t accept. / You fell to the threat Avarice. / But I don’t want your head; That’s a mercy you won’t get. / You’ll follow the serpent to the fiery pit. / Empty trees bear no fruit, so you I uproot. / Sink now in the wrath I already knew for you. / I swear, you’ll burn. Forever you’ll yearn to know the grace offered from which you have turned. / You’ll call o’er the chasm, “What can I do?” / But I tell you the truth, I never knew you. / Come, God’s sons and daughters to the ocean, his water. / These words are in stone. Welcome home. / Take a good look; This is all you’ll ever know.