The third angel warns the earth: do not bow before the beast. Do not take its mark in hand or forehead for the price of peace. Unmixed wrath awaits the worship built on image, fear, and lies. Smoke ascends where restless judgment answers chosen compromise. Here Is the Patience of the Saints The Lamb stands victorious upon the holy mountain. The redeemed sing what no tyrant can silence. His gospel and his kingdom shall endure. Here the patience of the saints becomes a living wall. They keep God’s commandments and the faith of Jesus through it all. The patience of the saints becomes a living fortress. Every angelic warning magnifies the throne. Blessed are the dead who die within the Lord from this time on. They rest from labor, and the works of faith will follow them. Here Is the Patience of the Saints The Lamb stands victorious upon the holy mountain. The redeemed sing what no tyrant can silence. His gospel and his kingdom shall endure. Here Is the Patience of the Saints