The Lord
has spoken,
And though all heard,
few ears listened.
What's a Creator
to do?
This earth
is fading
away.
This land
is emptying
true.
Once teeming,
few men are
left.
What's a Creator
to do?
The joy of the harp
is ceasing.
The beat of the timbrel
is slowing.
The merry of the song
is sighing.
What's a Creator
to do?
By His might
will be a new song.
By His breath
we will sing anew.
By His will
second chances
are the rule.
Thank Him! Praise Him!
Sing to Him that new song!
For the Lord has spoken
once again!
Isaiah 25 |
