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God will command and shake the house,
Of Israel to all nations;
No grain falls the size of a mouse,
As people build their foundations.
All His people who are sinners,
Shall be perishing by the sword;
No evil shall catch the winners,
That have been honoring the Lord.
In that day God will raise the booth,
Of David that has had fallen;
Repair its breaches for the truth,
To strengthen on what has weaken.
Raise up the ruins and rebuild,
Make it as in the days of old;
Hiring those that are skilled,
As trained in what the Lord has told.
Those that may possess the remnant,
Of Edom and all the nations;
Assuring to be permanent,
Of having all firm foundations.
Of those being called by His name,
Are knowing the days are coming;
All are enabled to proclaim,
No more complaints or grumbling.
When the plowman shall overtake,
The reaper and stomper of grapes;
Who sows the seed not to forsake,
And viewing wonderful landscapes.
The mountains shall drip of sweet wine,
As all the hills shall flow with it;
A mellow taste that is divine,
A paradise you inherit.
The Lord will restore the fortunes,
Of His people in Israel;
Those of having good intentions,
Of all conditions as ideal.
They shall rebuild ruined cities,
Inhabit them and plant vineyards;
The compassion that God pities,
And ensuring that He rewards.
Copyright © 2020 Richard Newton Sherrer
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