The Sorrow of Israel
By: Amelia Rose
In collaboration with Jacob
for the women
Maher Shalal Hash Baz
Destruction is Imminent
In the valley of the shadow
Is death.
The agony of the hardened heart
The despair of the broken one
Ye have broken the hearts of your tender wives
Ye have reviled them
Ye have raped them
Ye have stoned them
For your crimes
Ye have lost the confidence of your children
Because they see you for what you really are.
Ye have wrested the scriptures
For ye seek to excuse yourselves in committing whoredoms
But there is no excuse
The sobbings of their hearts ascend up to God against you.
O ye wicked generation
I the Lord have seen the sorrow
And heard the mourning of the daughters of my people
Yea in all the lands of my people.
I will not suffer
That the cries of the fair daughters of this people
Shall come up unto me against the men of my people.
Wo unto you that are filthy this day
The land is cursed for your sakes
And your enemies shall scourge you
Even unto destruction.
But to the pure in heart:
Those wounded souls among you,
Pray. With faith.
Look. With firmness.
And He will console you in your afflictions.
He will plead your cause.
He will send down justice upon those who seek your
destruction.
Oh hear me, Israel. Wo unto you
For many hearts died, pierced with deep wounds
Because of your bad examples before them.
Reference: Jacob 2-3
