God looked and saw evil looming on the horizon—so much evil and no sign of Justice.He couldn’t believe what he saw:not a soul around to correct this awful situation.So he did it himself, took on the work of Salvation,fueled by his own Righteousness.He dressed in Righteousness, put it on like a suit of armor,with Salvation on his head like a helmet,Put on Judgment like an overcoat,and threw a cloak of Passion across his shoulders.He’ll make everyone pay for what they’ve done:fury for his foes, just deserts for his enemies.Even the far-off islands will get paid off in full.In the west they’ll fear the name of God,in the east they’ll fear the glory of God,For he’ll arrive like a river in flood stage,whipped to a torrent by the wind of God.