Only one

There's only one.
His time will come,
As heaven, so on earth.

Where is that day?
Many say..
Where is this new birth.

The earth is ours, and all thereon!
We can have our way.

No understanding of the truth,
My people lead astray.

Battle lines are drawn: to kill or to save?

The blood of t H e righteous:
Calling from the grave.

He will not tarry,
He does not sleep.

From His holy habitation
His promises
He keeps.

Riding on a white horse
With another name,

From His mouth a sharp sword,
All will bear their shame.

With it He should
Smite the nations.

The prophesy is told.

Then, there will be peace.

And His city
Paved with gold.