text: Prophecy
  Prophecy
  Prophecy
  Blessed is he who reads aloud the words of the prophecy
  And blessed are those who hear
  And who keep what is written therein
  For the time is near
  He is coming with the clouds
  And every eye will see him
  Everyone who pierced him
  And all the tribes of the earth will wail on account of him
  Those of you who have not learned
  What some call the deep things of Satan
  I know your works
  I know your toil
  And your patient endurance
  And how you cannot hear evil men
  But have tested those who call themselves
  Apostles
  But are not
  And found them to be false
  I know you are enduring patiently
  And bearing out
  For my namesake
  And you have not grown weary
  But I have this against you
  That you have abandoned
  The love you had
  And I saw a beast rising out of the sea
  With ten horns and seven heads
  And a blasphemous name upon its head
  And the beast that I saw was like a leopard
  Its feet were like a bears
  And its mouth was like a lions mouth
  And to it the dragon gave his power
  And the whole earth followed the beast with wonder
  And they worshipped the beast saying
  Who is like the beast and who can fight against the beast?
  It opened its mouth to utter blasphemous
  Words
  Against
  God
  It was allowed to make war on the saints
  And to conquer them
  And authority was given it over every tribe
  And a people and tongue and nation
  And all who dwell on earth could worship it
  In vain
  If anyone has an ear let him hear
  If anyone who slays with the sword, then he must be slain
  Then
  I saw a new heaven
  And a new earth
  And I heard a great voice from the throne saying
  Behold the dwelling of God is with men
  He will dwell with them
  And they shall be his people
  And God himself will be with them
  He will wipe away every tear from their eyes
  And death shall be no more
  Neither shall there be mourning
  Nor crying
  Nor pain
  Anymore
  For these things will have passed away
  To the thirsty I will give water without price
  From the fountain of the water of life
  He who conquers shall have this heritage
  And I will be his God and he shall be my son
  But as for the cowardly, the faithless, the polluted
  As for the murderers, fornicators, sorcerers, idolators
  And all liars
  Their lot shall be in the lake that burns with fire
  And he said to me
  Do not seal up the words of the prophecy
  For the time is near
  Behold, I am coming soon.