Where is the promise of His coming? All things continue just as we desire They have forgotten the ancient world So once by water, now by fire After seven years, No more tears The fury waits above the sky The Lord of hosts will purify On wings of fire He will appear As the end is drawing near And if those days had not been shortened No flesh would survive He takes no pleasure in the d**h of the wicked But with their sin He will not strive After seven years, No more tears The fury waits above the sky The Lord of hosts will purify And His redeemed are justified Their blood avenged and satisfied The fury waits above the sky The Lord of hosts will purify He pours His wrath upon the earth To His kingdom giving birth The fury