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All at Once
Victor Longstreth
All at once she fell from her throne, fell to her knees for the wretch she was shown. Lies upon lies she pleads in vain yet, all at once He turns from her shame. She lived for luxury despising the meek, with a serpent’s tongue she hesitates not to speak. Aged and degenerate the lofty harlot plays the fool, envious of virtue she suffers against the rule. Strongly she dishonors discretion and faith, into the darkness embittered and disgraced.
But all at once His judgment fell, yes, all at once from heaven to hell.
For destruction is on the rise, over and against her heart that spins lies.
Like lightening flashing across the midnight sky, she is cast out from the living and no one dare question why. Swift and carefree she ran to her death, clinging to her delusion until she breathed her last breath. Fitted for destruction the wicked take up flight, as the enemy of God she perishes to the devil’s delight.
O, if the wicked could only see their doom, clenched within their destiny the lake of fires tomb. Yet they will not repent and turn to change they way, for they speaks lies and folly continuing the same.
To you O LORD be honor and glory, to you my KING that dwells in eternity. From old you have called your children to life, from old you have conformed them to love not strife. For the LORD has made for Himself all that was made, yes, even the wicked for the day of doom and dismay.
Destruction has fallen like rain upon her head, she anguishes in torment among the twice dead. Yet, those who are born by the Spirit’s breath will never taste of this second death. Glory to the most high for He abides forever, glory to the Holy three for theirs is eternity.
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