Demise Of The Nations
By Tom D Blakely
Years ago God came down
With Holy Spirit awakening.
Multitudes had turned to God
And lived according to His word.
How His wondrous light was spread
At Jerusalem, then far abroad.
Countries were founded on God’s word
A blessed people, of the Lord.
For generations God’s light shone
Keeping lands from godless sin.
God’s faithful few prayed for that light
And kept us from the dark of night.
A fraction of our land were saved
The rest to Satan were enslaved
We called ourselves Christians, yes
But had no time for holiness.
And when the Light had almost gone
A time of tribulation came.
Blood engulfed us in a crimson tide
God had withdrawn; innocents died.
We cried for justice but on deaf ears
Our leaders only caused more tears.
Then we prayed; Lord, we are Your people
We in Christ who believe the gospel!
But God had believers in every land
Persecuted, faithful, to the end.
He would not hear a nation’s prayer
Whilst they relied on their own power.
We thought we were a chosen race
What an arrogance and disgrace.
How could we claim to be God’s people
When our nation was ruled by the devil.
No more favours do we deserve
Than all God’s saints throughout the world.
Persecution seemed a dreadful thing
Till we looked upon our glorious King.
In tears we watched the dead arise
To meet our Lord, and earn their prize.
Such joy surpassed all worldly thought
As He gathered all His blood has bought.
The nations mourned at their demise
To see their Judge stand in the skies.
They bowed to Jesus but were too late
Sin had already sealed their fate.
‘You will hear of wars and rumours of wars, but see to it that you are not alarmed. Such things must happen, but the end is still to come. Nation will rise against nation, and kingdom against kingdom. There will be famines and earthquakes in various places. . . At that time the sign of the Son of Man will appear in the sky, and all the nations of the earth will mourn. They will see the Son of Man coming on the clouds of the sky, with power and great glory. And he will send his angels with a loud trumpet call, and they will gather his elect from the four winds, from one end of the heavens to the other.’
[Matthew 24:6-7, 30-31]