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Woe Is Israel 3 - Divine Punishment

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Love the Lord and keep his commandments or thou shall surely perish.
My god, my god, why hast thou forsaken me?
Why art thou so far from helping me, from the words of my groaning?
Oh my god, I cry by day but thou dost not answer,
and by night but give no rest.

I am a worm and no man. Scorned by men and despised by the people.
All who see me mock at me. They make mouths at me.
They wag their heads at me.
“He committed his cause to the Lord”, they say.
“Let Him deliver him.”
“Let Him rescue him.”, they rave at me.
“For he delights in Him.”

I am poured out like water. And all my bones are out of joint.
My heart is like wax. It is melted within my breast.
My tongue cleaves to my jaws,
thou dost lay me in the dust of death.

But I trust in thee O Lord. I say, “Thou art my god.”
My times are in thy hand, deliver me from the hands of my enemies.
My people did fall to sin, but I will teach them of thy ways.
O Lord I beg of thee, please don’t punish Israel.

For the King’s abominations, I bring upon Jerusalem such evil
that the ears of all who hear of it shall burn.
I cast off my chosen ones, and give them unto my enemies.
For they have done what is evil in my sight.

Woe is Israel. Suffering at the hands of an angry god.






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