Written by Peter Green.
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Seven stars are in his hand
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and he walks among seven lampstands
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holds a book with seven seals
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at his throne where the angels kneal
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Seven stars
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light seven lamps
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seven seals opened by the lamb
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seven horns
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and seven eyes
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seven spirits from the skies
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He is coming with the clouds
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and every eye will surely see he
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all the tribes of the earth will mourn
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even so the ones who pierced him
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Seven horns the angels sound
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hail and fire at earth were thrown
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seven torches burning bright
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dry the rivers and darken the night
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Thunder spoke in seven peals
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there shall be delay no longer
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soon the mystery is revealed
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by him who lives for ever
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solo
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He is coming with the clouds
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and every eye will surely see he
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all the tribes of the earth will mourn
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even so the ones who pierced him
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Seven Stars
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| Peter Green |
