A woman clothed with sunlight stands with moon beneath her feet. Twelve stars crown her head while labor’s anguish breaks her cry. A red dragon waits before her, seven-headed, crowned, and horned. Its tail sweeps stars from heaven and casts them to the earth. The Woman Clothed with the Sun The kingdoms of this world belong unto the Lord. The dragon falls; the blood of the Lamb has overcome. The reign of Christ shall never pass away. The child is born, appointed to rule nations with an iron rod. Before the dragon can devour, the child is caught to God’s own throne. Heaven remembers every covenant and crown. The opened temple answers with the thunder of the throne. The woman flees into a wilderness prepared by God. There she is nourished through the numbered days beyond the serpent’s reach. The Woman Clothed with the Sun The kingdoms of this world belong unto the Lord. The dragon falls; the blood of the Lamb has overcome. The reign of Christ shall never pass away. The Woman Clothed with the Sun