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The Holy Spirit is in me,

Since the Lord has anointed;

Giving me the insight to see,

The reason I was appointed.

 

To proclaim the year of the Lord,

The day that God has His vengeance,

Upon all those that have ignored,

Refusing to show repentance.

 

A day to comfort all who mourn,

Provide for those who in Zion;

Discipline all of those who scorn,

Devour them like a lion.

 

Those who mourn will be righteous trees,

Planted by God to glorify;

Feeling grace of the gentle breeze,

Flowing through them to sanctify.

 

They will rebuild as they restore,

Ancient ruins of devastation;

As His mercy and grace does pour,

Grants to future generations.

 

Strangers will stand feeding your flock,

Foreigners will be your farmers;

But you are the pastors to talk,

For preaching the Word and honors.

 

They will speak of you as the priests,

Eating the wealth of the nation;

Boasting riches with lavish feasts.

Dominion of your foundation.

 

Because your shame has been double,

Crying that their part as a disgrace;

The priests are nothing but trouble,

Discredit to the human race.

 

For the Lord loves holy justice,

And hates the lies and discontent;

The love and peace one does practice,

Having no malice of intent.

 

I greatly rejoice in the Lord,

My soul be joyful in my God;

As I remain in one accord,

Worshipping to honor and laud.

 

For as the earth produced a sprout,

Enabled as sown in the spring;

Giving birth by shedding no doubt,

A jubilee of praise to sing.



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