Terrifying visions haunt the king of Babylon An enormous tree, touching the sky The mighty empire he built But a messenger is coming down from heaven, saying:
‘Cut down the tree and trim off its branches Strip off its leaves and scatter its fruit But let its roots remain in the ground Let him be drenched with the dew of heaven
Till seven times pass by'
The king got driven away from people To live with the wild animals To eat grass like the ox Be drenched with the dew of heaven
‘Acknowledge that the Most High is sovereign Over all kingdoms on earth and Gives them to anyone he wishes Renounce your sins by doing what is right
And your wickedness by being kind to the oppressed'
Praise the Most High Praise and exalt the King of heaven Glorify him who lives forever His dominion is eternal All the peoples of the earth Are regarded as nothing All his ways are just He can humble all who walk in prideTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
