O ENGLAND, O EUROPE, HOW ARE THE MIGHTY FALLEN!
THEME: EUROPE’S ABANDONMENT OF GOD SEALS ITS PROPHETIC FALL AND SHAME
Europe was a land of beauty and splendor,
Draped with the garment of praise and joy
Holiness unto God was her song
This she sang on mountain tops
The strains went down the valleys
They echoed all over the world
By them, the voice of the mighty went forth
The world stood in amazement.
Rule Britania, Britania rule the waves!!
Europe built empires across the seas
England won the bride prize
Rule Britania, Britania Rule the Waves was more than a national song
The empires stood in awe
Britania indeed ruled the waves.
How then are the mighty fallen
How come the empires fell?
Not only has Europe abandoned her empirical robe, her colonial garments
The strains of praise songs, hymns and anthems
That fascinated the world
And paved the way for the finger of God
And His Kingdom Glory in Europe’s glorious escapades around the globe
Have been jettisoned off the ships
England has now totally abandoned Her God Kingdom glory robe
The monarchy is under attack
The Church and the scriptures have no more meaning
In Hearts and Minds and Lives
The Living God, His Truth, Law, Commandments, Injunctions and Counsel
Have no more place in affairs of state
Government and people are ready and poised to serve a master,
A master without a country and without a vision,
A master who acts with careless abandon
Brandishing Sabre and sword
Relishing terror, celebrating death, causing terror in the land of the living
This matter has gone forth preying upon all,
Making right victim to might.
He has caused and is causing terror in the world
In the bid to prove power and might,
But ending up setting her bed in the midst of the slain.
There be the princes of the north,
All of them, Anglo-Saxons and their friends
Going down with the slain.
With their terror, they are ashamed of their might
As they lie crest fallen
Yet unrepentant, with them that be slain by the sword.
They bear their shame, as the scriptures describe it
With them that go down the pit.
Once Pharaoh ruled his people with terror,
And sent waves of terror round the nations,
But there came an end,
When the LORD God of Hosts rose, saying,
Thou art like a young lion of the nation,
And thou art as a whale in the seas,
And thou camest forth with thy rivers
And troublest the waters with thy feet,
And foulest the rivers.
I will therefore spread out My net over thee with a company of many people,
And they shall bring thee into My net
I will also water with thy blood the land wherein thou swimmest,
And when I shall put thee out
I will cover the heaven
And make the stars thereof dark
I will cover the sun with a cloud,
And the moon shall not give her light
Yea, thou shalt be broken in the midst of the uncircumcised
And shall lie with them that are slain with the sword
The fallen of them that caused terror in the world
Are gone down to hell with their weapons of war
They have laid their swords under their heads
But their iniquities shall be upon their bones,
Though they were the terror of the mighty in the world.
Pharaoh shall see them
And shall be comforted over all his multitude
Even Pharaoh and all his army slain by the sword
Saith the LORD GOD,
But that shall mark the fall and end of Pharaoh,
He shall be laid in the midst
Of them that are slain with the sword.
Thursday, October 02, 2003