Tribulation

By Adam Bradshaw 

and By John Bradshaw 

 

As they vanish right before my eyes.
No longer any more doubt in my mind.
Nowhere to run – nowhere to hide.
No escape in the end of time.
 It’s far too late.

What has become of my family and friends?
Is this truly how it all ends?
Nothing anyone can do
The Word was given, if only I had listened.

(Chorus: Tribulation!
Could the answers have strayed in ignorance?
Could salvation have lain in acceptance?
Forgive me of my debt.

Prophecy set …
Tribulation!)

Fire and brimstone raining down,
Mingled with blood upon the ground
And the inhabitants of the earth.
The signs of the times

Ripe as the fruit of the vine,
Vengeance on the harlot
Drunk on the blood of the saints.
Waves of reality…overtake.

(Repeat Chorus)

The mountains and wormwood
Cast into the sea.
Blackened sun and blood moon rising.
The rising tides will subside.

No one knows the time
Like winds of howling voices crying.
All of this must take place before His second coming.

(Chorus 2: Tribulation!
Could the answers have strayed in ignorance?
Could salvation have lain in acceptance?
Forgive me of my debt.

Prophecy set …
Tribulation!

Could there still be hope for my soul?
Could God have mercy even now?
Have I waited too long to see,
This precious reality?

Tribulation!) ©2017 Lyrics: Adam Bradshaw and John Bradshaw

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