Come Up Here

The tribulation doesn’t stop
Until the end has come
Chaos and confusion reign
For those under the sun

The heat will surely scorch their skin
And sear them as with irons
And just because of foolish pride
They won’t avoid the fire

They curse and spit and shake their fists
As God in heaven laughs
Because he knows their time has come
Stick out your neck’s giraffes

Such an easy target
But you need a mighty sword
That’s why I brought the Word of God
And my trust in the Lord!