God's precious word is pouring forth
Upon the endangered waters.
Few there are who heed the call
Or give up earthly pleasures.
Like an eagles'
piercing call,
Sending forth its cries of warning;
The word of God, like a dagger pricks,
The consciences of the dying.
The warning comes of
impending fires
That will consume the mass of waters;
The waters are the unsaved people,
Walking still, caught in the briars.
Hear the eagle's
approaching wings
And open your ears to his cry;
Listen to the words of warning
And know the things that are nearby.
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