Darren Winfield - Seven Bowls of Wrath Lyrics

First bowl poured, on the land,
Sores on those who take the beast's hand.
Second to the sea, turning it to blood,
Life in the waters, gone like a flood.
Seven bowls of wrath, poured from above,
Signs of justice, by the hand of Love.
Though the earth quakes and nations fall,
God's mercy still calls.
Third bowl to rivers, springs of the earth,
Blood for blood, a judgment of worth.
Fourth bowl on the sun, scorching with fire,
Men scorched with heat, yet they don't tire.
Seven bowls of wrath, poured from above,
Signs of justice, by the hand of Love.
Though the earth quakes and nations fall,
God's mercy still calls.
Fifth bowl on the throne of the beast,
His kingdom darkened, anguishes increased.
Sixth to the great river Euphrates,
Ways prepared for kings from the east.
Seventh bowl into the air,
A loud voice from the temple declares,
"It is done!" Earthquakes, cities fall,
Yet God's love remains, through it all.
Seven bowls of wrath, poured from above,
Signs of justice, by the hand of Love.
Though the earth quakes and nations fall,
God's mercy still calls.
Babylon remembered, given the cup,
The wine of His fury, they must sup.
Yet, for those who believe, a different fate,
New Jerusalem's gates for them await.