At the feast of Belshazzar & a thousand of His Lords
While they drank from golden vessels, as the book of truth records
In the night as they reveled, in the royal palace hall
They seized with consternation – I was the hand upon the wall
Tis the hand of God on the wall (writing on the wall)
Tis the hand of '' '' '' '' ( '' '' '' '' )
Shall the record be found wanting
Or shall it be found trusting
While the hand is writing on the wall
See the brave captive Daniel, as he stood before the throng
And rebuked the haughty monarch for his mighty deeds of wrong
As he read out the writing – twas the doom of one & all
For the kingdom now was finished – said the hand upon the wall
See the faith, zeal & courage that would dare to do the right
Which the spirit gave to Daniel – ‘twas the secret of his might
In his home in Judea, or a captive in the hall
He understood the writing of his God upon the wall.
So our deeds are recorded – There’s a hand that’s writing now
Sinner give your heart to Jesus – to His royal mandates bow,
For the day is approaching – it must come to one & all
When the sinner consternation will be written on the wall.
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