The Pestilence That Walketh In Darkness (Psalm 91:5-8)
For the arrow that flieth by day
For the pestilence that walketh in darkness
For the destruction that wasteth at noonday
A thousand shall fall at thy side, and ten thousand
At thy right hand: but it shall not come nigh thee
Only with thine eyes shalt thou behold
And see the reward of the wicked.»
One last
Perfect night of life on earth
I saw a pestilence descend on wings
Plague black
As it rode the ancient star wind
There are
Things more horrible than death