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Few will be left clinging
to its limbs
When the olive tree is finally
shaken,
But left they will be to
lift up their voice,
For they will sing for the
majesty of God.
No more will be heard the
drunken revelry,
The noise of the rebellious
in the streets.
Their tambourines will jingle
no more.
The Lord's righteous remnant
will instead
glorify God in the new dawn's first light.
Isaiah 24:6-16 |
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