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Adam taught truth; some believed, became sons of God, Others chose sin, walked heavy, fearing the rod. A voice from heaven split the air clear: “Enoch, to Mount Simeon—draw near.” Enoch stood high; the heavens unsealed, Glory clothed him, the Lord revealed. Face to face in holy light, “Behold the ages—dark and bright. Prophesy plain.” So Enoch spoke: Canaan rising, battle broke. Shum laid waste by sword and flame, Nations falling at God’s name. “Go cry repentance without delay. Baptize in My name today— Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, Grace and truth in power engrossed.” Enoch preached; his faith burned hot, Led God’s people, fear forgot. Enemies marched with shields and blade; Enoch spoke—creation obeyed. Earth would tremble, mountains slide, Rivers turn and beasts divide. Lions roared at heaven’s word, Nations feared what they heard. A land rose up from out the sea; God’s own power visibly. Wars broke out among the proud, But the Lord with Zion bowed— Dwelt among them, called them One: Heart and mind in work begun. Righteous walked, no poor in sight; Zion blazed in holy light. Again the Lord showed earth’s domain— Zion caught to heaven’s plane. But the residue remained below, Sons of Adam in sorrow’s flow. Enoch saw the generations stream, Lifted in a vision-dream. Satan chained the world in shade, Darkness on creation laid. Angels cried with mourning tone, “Woe to men who reap what’s sown.” Some were caught to Zion’s height, Others bound in prison night. God looked down—and God wept. Enoch saw; his spirit swept. “How canst Thou, eternal King, Weep o’er such a broken thing?” “Behold thy brethren,” God replied, “Work of Mine, yet turned aside. Agency in Eden given, Love commanded under heaven. They hate their blood, reject My voice; Judgment comes by their own choice. Floods I’ll send in anger’s hour, Cleanse the earth by righteous power. Yet My Chosen shall plead their cause, Break the prison, satisfy laws. If they turn when He appears, Mercy triumphs over fears.” Heaven wept; Enoch cried, Heart stretched wide as ocean tide. He saw Noah warned and sure, Ark prepared, salvation pure. Waters rose on wicked lands, But the ark held in God’s hands. Enoch wept for souls undone, Refused comfort till hope was won. He beheld the Son of Man Come in flesh by heaven’s plan. Lamb foreknown from ages past, Lifted high, on the cross at last. Heavens veiled and earth did groan, Rocks were rent, graves overthrown. Spirits freed from prison bands, Crowned at Christ’s right hand. Enoch saw Him rise again, Promise sealed for sons of men. “Wilt Thou come once more?” he pled, “End the curse, revive the dead.” The Lord swore with solemn breath: “I will return, I conquer death. In last days dark and dire, Truth and righteousness like fire Shall sweep the earth, gather Mine, From every nation, every line. A Holy City I’ll prepare— New Jerusalem shining fair. There thy Zion shall descend, Heaven and earth in love shall blend. Face to face My saints shall see, Dwell a thousand years with Me.” Enoch saw the final scene: Tribulation fierce and keen, Seas in turmoil, hearts in fright, Heavens shaking in their might. Yet the righteous rose in flame, Fulness crowned in Jesus’ name. Zion walked with God above— Taken up in endless love. Thus the word went forth abroad, Echoed through the courts of God: Zion is fled