fallen angel
my heart yearns for those happy fields,
where joy forever dwells;
but hell’s fire i justly deserve,
as all those who rebel.
satan in pride compares himself
to Him, Maker and Lord;
and us, with lust for power great
raise against God our sword.
then He with blinding fire and light
expels us from on high,
we fall as lightning, pulled by sin,
never again to fly.
yet even now, as we remain
content to rule in hell,
we see His Grace at work in man
who sinned and also fell.
with sacred blood He buys them back,
they who mock and blaspheme.
if He forgives such iniquity,
we too may He redeem.
where joy forever dwells;
but hell’s fire i justly deserve,
as all those who rebel.
satan in pride compares himself
to Him, Maker and Lord;
and us, with lust for power great
raise against God our sword.
then He with blinding fire and light
expels us from on high,
we fall as lightning, pulled by sin,
never again to fly.
yet even now, as we remain
content to rule in hell,
we see His Grace at work in man
who sinned and also fell.
with sacred blood He buys them back,
they who mock and blaspheme.
if He forgives such iniquity,
we too may He redeem.