Peace is ours, said the angels
Peace is ours, said the saints
Death is dead, cried the angels,
It is over, cried the saints.
We've overcome, said the angels
In pains of birth, said the saints
It is done, cried the angels
Wait no more, sang the saints.
Joy is ours, cried the angels
raised in victory
All of those on the Lord's side
Have their peace, cried the saints.
The Lord said unto my lord
Sit at my right hand
'Til I make your enemies
As a footstool for your feet.
Author notes
So much hell on earth...who am I to make more?
A contest entry
- Your Favorite Work? by RedAquarius.
550 points, ended January 27, 36 entries
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Comments
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A bit too much repitition for me, but a nice write.
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thank you. hope you find what you're looking for in the contest.
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Yes!
Such a glorious looking forward to the triumph which is promised to us in Christ!
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