[Intro]
In visions old, the prophecies awake
A scroll of times the saints must take
[Verse 1]
Daniel dreams of beasts that rise and fall,
Horned empires clash and kingdoms brawl.
A shepherd’s flock, then wolves in warlike prove,
Sheep and goats contend beneath the judge’s move.
A voice from heaven slices through the din,
“Until when?” it calls, let righteousness begin.
[Chorus]
Until the sanctuary’s cleansing day, when light reveals the hidden way,
From distant days to breaking dawn, the Lamb’s blood clears all stains of wrong.
The prophecy counts years in time, till 1844, the final sign,
A timeline carved in heaven’s glass, awaiting when the Messiah comes at last.
[Verse 2]
From 457 BC to years of weary wait,
The 2300 evenings blur by heavy fate.
A crown of offerings fades in sacred light,
As heavenly courts set wrongs and rights aright.
The earthly rites point to a higher throne,
Where blood of the Lamb makes sinfulness unknown.
[Pre-Chorus]
And when the call rings out across the skies,
The Son proclaims the cleaning of the wise.
[Chorus]
Until the sanctuary’s cleansing day, when light reveals the hidden way,
From distant days to breaking dawn, the Lamb’s blood clears all stains of wrong.
The prophecy counts years in time, till 1844, the final sign,
A timeline carved in heaven’s glass, awaiting when the Messiah comes at last.
[Bridge]
Behold the cleansing, not on earth alone,
But in the heavenly court, where sins atone.
The Lamb appears, the veil is torn in two,
Judgment waits, but mercy shines anew.
[Chorus]
Until the sanctuary’s cleansing day, when light reveals the hidden way,
From distant days to breaking dawn, the Lamb’s blood clears all stains of wrong.
The prophecy counts years in time, till 1844, the final sign,
A timeline carved in heaven’s glass, awaiting when the Messiah comes at last.
[Outro]
So finish the message, seal the prophetic thread,
Let the clock of ages rest in grace instead.
For when the King draws near, the judgment stands,
And final offerings yield to the promised Land.
