Those of you who are far away,
Listen to things that had been done;
That are not seen every day,
Recognize the strength of the One.
Sinners are afraid in Zion,
Gripping the godless in panic;
Caustic fire like a lion,
Coexistence is satanic.
Who can coexist in fire,
Fire that is unquenchable;
The heart with burning desire,
Something as irresponsible.
Anyone walking righteously;
Someone refusing to profit;
Anyone speaking honestly,
Considered spiritually fit.
This one dwells in a secure place,
He finds safety in the strongholds;
While God is shining His grace,
He watches as the day unfolds.
He has food and water supply,
As the mountain provides shelter;
Only the Lord will he rely,
When the weather makes him swelter.
You see the King in His splendor,
As you gaze the wide-open land;
While the lamb acts so tender,
So carefree without a demand.
Your mind will recall the terror,
As it is written by the scribe;
That has become now more rarer,
Raging against a warring tribe.
No more a defiant people,
Whose language you not comprehend,
Invited them to the temple,
To become a spiritual friend.
Instead the Lord will rule as King,
Where rivers and wide streams will flow;
While hearing the angels sing,
Far distances that you will know.
For the Lord our commander,
Will take us to a distant shore;
To a place that is much grander,
All the illnesses He will cure.
Copyright © 2018 Richard Newton Sherrer
