The poem, titled “Revelation 13:8 and 4:11: The Lamb Slain Before Time and the Worthy Creator’s Throne”, is a poetic reflection on Revelation 13:8 and Revelation 4:11, with a stronger emphasis on the latter. It intertwines the redemptive sacrifice of the Lamb, slain from the foundation of the world (Rev. 13:8), with the majestic worship of God as the Creator, worthy of glory, honor, and power for creating all things by His will (Rev. 4:11).

The poem expands on Revelation 4:11 through vivid imagery of God’s throne, the four living creatures’ ceaseless praise, and the elders casting their crowns, highlighting His sovereignty over creation. Two stanzas are dedicated to these themes, emphasizing God’s worthiness and creative power. Revelation 13:8 is woven in with references to the Lamb’s eternal sacrifice and the Book of Life, contrasting the beast’s fleeting power with the enduring redemption of the faithful. The poem concludes with a unified vision of worship, tying the Lamb’s victory to the Creator’s eternal reign. The tone is reverent, majestic, and theologically rich, balancing awe for God’s sovereignty with the hope of redemption.

Before the stars were hung, before the seas were spun,
The Lamb was slain, His blood the cost,
In the Book of Life, no name is lost.
(Rev. 13:8)
From eternity’s heart, His sacrifice planned,
To redeem the faithful from the beast’s dark hand.

Yet high above, where glory dwells,
The throne of God in splendor swells.
Four living creatures, with ceaseless voice,
Proclaim His name, in awe rejoice.
“Worthy are You, our Lord and King,
To receive all glory, let heaven sing!”
(Rev. 4:11)

By Your will, O God, all things exist,
The heavens, the earth, the seas’ soft mist.
From Your heart, creation’s pulse was born,
Each star, each soul, Your hand adorned.
Elders cast their crowns before Your throne,
Declaring Your worth, Yours and Yours alone.
(Rev. 4:11)

The beast may roar, its power may rise,
Its shadow cast beneath mortal skies.
Yet the Lamb’s own scroll, from ages past,
Holds fast the names that forever last.
(Rev. 13:8)
No force of darkness can overthrow,
The will that made all things to grow.

O Sovereign Creator, Your purpose stands,
All things are held in Your mighty hands.
The creatures cry, “Holy, worthy art Thou!”
The elders kneel, their hearts avow:
“For You created all by Your decree,
All glory, honor, and power to Thee!”
(Rev. 4:11)

O Lamb eternal, slain for our sin,
Your victory reigns where life begins.
O King of glory, whose will sustains,
All creation bows to Your endless reign.
From the throne’s bright light to the cross’s pain,
Worthy is the Lord, forever to reign.