And

I

heard,

as

it

were,

the

noise

of

thun

der:

106

One

of

the

four

beasts

say

ing:

“Come

and

see.”

And

I

saw.

247

And

be

hold,

a

white

horse.

359

There’s

a

man

go

in’

’round

ta

kin’

names.

688

An’

he

de

cides

who

to

free

and

who

to

blame.

823

Eve

ry

bo

dy

won’t

be

treat

ed

all

the

same.

938

There’ll

be

a

gol

den

lad

der

reach

ing

down.

1071

When

the

man

comes

a

round.

1220

The

hairs

on

your

arm

will

stand

up.

1377

At

the

ter

ror

in

each

sip

and

in

each

sup.

1516

For

you

par

take

of

that

last

of

fered

cup,

1639

Or

dis

ap

pear

into

the

pot

ter’s

ground.

1756

When

the

man

comes

a

round.

1890

Hear

the

trum

pets,

hear

the

pi

pers.

2007

One

hun

dred

mil

lion

an

gels

sing

in’.

2130

Mul

ti

tudes

are

march

ing

to

the

big

ket

tle

drum.

2295

Voi

ces

cal

lin’,

voi

ces

cry

in’.

2414

Some

are

born

an’

some

are

dy

in’.

2540

It’s

Al

pha

and

O

me

ga’s

King

dom

come.

2662

And

the

whirl

wind

is

in

the

thorn

tree.

2804

The

vir

gins

are

all

trim

ming

their

wicks.

2922

The

whirl

wind

is

in

the

thorn

tree.

3052

It’s

hard

for

thee

to

kick

a

gainst

the

pricks.

3181

Till

Ar

ma

ged

don,

no

Sha

lam,

no

Sha

lom.

3352

Then

the

fa

ther

hen

will

call

his

chic

kens

home.

3477

The

wise

men

will

bow

down

be

fore

the

throne.

3605

And

at

his

feet

they’ll

cast

their

gol

den

crowns.

3742

When

the

man

comes

a

round.

3854

Who

ev

er

is

un

just,

let

him

be

un

just

still.

4005

Who

ev

er

is

right

eous,

let

him

be

right

eous

still.

4126

Who

ev

er

is

fil

thy,

let

him

be

fil

thy

still.

4254

Lis

ten

to

the

words

long

writ

ten

down,

When

the

man

comes

a

round.

4486

Hear

the

trum

pets,

hear

the

pi

pers.

4601

One

hun

dred

mil

lion

an

gels

sing

in’.

4727

Mul

ti

tudes

are

march

in’

to

the

big

ket

tle

drum.

4883

Voi

ces

cal

lin’,

voi

ces

cry

in’.

5001

Some

are

born

an’

some

are

dy

in’.

5129

It’s

Al

pha

and

O

me

ga’s

King

dom

come.

5249

And

the

whirl

wind

is

in

the

thorn

tree.

5393

The

vir

gins

are

all

trim

ming

their

wicks.

5497

The

whirl

wind

is

in

the

thorn

tree.

5639

It’s

hard

for

thee

to

kick

against

the

pricks.

5745

In

mea

sured

hun

dred

weight

and

pen

ny

pound.

5886

When

the

man

comes

a

round.

And

I

heard

a

voice

in

the

midst

of

the

four

beasts,

6338

And

I

looked

and

be

hold:

a

pale

horse.

6423

And

his

name,

that

sat

on

him,

was

Death.

6487

And

Hell

fol

lowed

with

him.

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