The following poem is based on Ezekiel 28
Fallen
by Belinda van Rensburg
High and exalted in God’s creation;
Model of perfection; blameless and wise -
He craved the most exalted Station,
And desired God’s Throne as prize.
Adorned in jasper, onyx and gold
Chrysolite and sapphire;
Iniquity made him proud and bold;
Godhood his consuming desire.
Driven from heaven in total disgrace
Expelled from the Light above,
No more would he dwell in God's Holy Place
Nor feel His presence and love.
A spectacle before rulers and kings
Fallen fiends his unholy court;
Abysmal angels with stings and black wings;
Demons; lost souls his support.
He hates God's creatures - the sons of men -
His passion fuels fires in hell;
Concocting their doom in his infernal den;
Spinning his sinister spell.
Roaming the earth like a roaring lion,
On a mission to maim and to kill;
Waging war ‘gainst the children of Zion,
Attempting to thwart God's Will.
How he despises the day Christ came,
And freed many from his hold!
Nothing will ever again be the same
Since God's flock is now safe in His fold.
But still he roams and seeks to destroy
And to keep men from finding the Way;
Many a lie and slick trick he employs
To get us to fall and to stray.
Satan knows his fate has forever been sealed;
He knows what's awaiting him -
His destruction has long since been revealed
By the prophets of Heaven's own King.
© 2009
Fallen
by Belinda van Rensburg
High and exalted in God’s creation;
Model of perfection; blameless and wise -
He craved the most exalted Station,
And desired God’s Throne as prize.
Adorned in jasper, onyx and gold
Chrysolite and sapphire;
Iniquity made him proud and bold;
Godhood his consuming desire.
Driven from heaven in total disgrace
Expelled from the Light above,
No more would he dwell in God's Holy Place
Nor feel His presence and love.
A spectacle before rulers and kings
Fallen fiends his unholy court;
Abysmal angels with stings and black wings;
Demons; lost souls his support.
He hates God's creatures - the sons of men -
His passion fuels fires in hell;
Concocting their doom in his infernal den;
Spinning his sinister spell.
Roaming the earth like a roaring lion,
On a mission to maim and to kill;
Waging war ‘gainst the children of Zion,
Attempting to thwart God's Will.
How he despises the day Christ came,
And freed many from his hold!
Nothing will ever again be the same
Since God's flock is now safe in His fold.
But still he roams and seeks to destroy
And to keep men from finding the Way;
Many a lie and slick trick he employs
To get us to fall and to stray.
Satan knows his fate has forever been sealed;
He knows what's awaiting him -
His destruction has long since been revealed
By the prophets of Heaven's own King.
© 2009