Текст песни Seven Days - Carl Steven Jung

Seven days for Perfection
Seventh day, put to rest my work
Heaven shouts resurrection
Dead in Christ shall rise first
I will rise at the last trumpet
Incorruption from corrupted
Seven days, men's ways can't be trusted
Seven days for Perfection
Seventh day, put to rest my work
Heaven shouts resurrection
Dead in Christ shall rise first
I will rise at the last trumpet
Incorruption from corrupted
Seven days, men's ways can't be trusted

Beyond the shallow grave
There's a final day
End to time as we know it brave
The Universe and the atmosphere will change
Glimpse beyond the reader's page
Where the old heaven and earth pass away
Within it a new one is made
Where the holy city is laid
Wherein righteousness dwells
There is no longer need to fear hell
For the bringing of that day
The Lord defeated the armies in array
Set against those who sought redemption in his way
Those who kept the testimony
Who were not ashamed of the one and only
Who had the righteousness of the lamb who is holy
Blood washed garments white and kept clean
Yes kept, they were not rebels of the true city
The battlefield wasn't pretty
A spy couldn't sneak by
Didn't matter how witty
The enemy had to die
It's because his name was death that's why

Seven days for Perfection
Seventh day, put to rest my work
Heaven shouts resurrection
Dead in Christ shall rise first
I will rise at the last trumpet
Incorruption from corrupted
Seven days, men's ways can't be trusted
Seven days for Perfection
Seventh day, put to rest my work
Heaven shouts resurrection
Dead in Christ shall rise first
I will rise at the last trumpet
Incorruption from corrupted
Seven days, men's ways can't be trusted

Knowing these things before
I strive to enter through the straight door
A path that many claim to walk
Of course, the mouth has to talk
Saying that the path is that of a Boss
Cleanliness of works those men wrought
Or those that are solely of the Cross
For these we are at a loss
Pure is what faith wrought
Standing by love and performing what your taught
Everyone judging before the time
Even when Paul hadn't dared
To his own master he falls, or he climbs
Standing on steep mountain heights
For the path to Zion everyone should be scared
To work out his own salvation
He is the king of Nations
Trembling and in tears seek the light
Learn how to be upheld with holy might
How to war in a heavenly fight
Because of truth we are saints in a night
Ready to suit up and take flight
With understanding I gain sight
And boldness to say Jesus is with me tonight

Seven days for Perfection
Seventh day, put to rest my work
Heaven shouts resurrection
Dead in Christ shall rise first
I will rise at the last trumpet
Incorruption from corrupted
Seven days, men's ways can't be trusted
Seven days for Perfection
Seventh day, put to rest my work
Heaven shouts resurrection
Dead in Christ shall rise first
I will rise at the last trumpet
Incorruption from corrupted
Seven days, men's ways can't be trusted