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Mount Nebo
02:36
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An age I have so waited
To behold such a sight
With vigor ne’er abated
From which I fled in fright
A land we so deserved
If not for lacking might
Were I not perturbed
We’d not have known such plight
In desert’s wild we wandered
Til this moment, mine
Our weakness there we pondered
Before His strength, divine
Starvation, serpent’s poison
Penance for our crime
But mighty, here our children
Their blades in daylight shine
None can stand before us
Our magic or our steel
We reclaim our land, thus
That which Canaan steals
My blood, it boils asunder
Excitement, here I feel
Though He digs me under
To bring the earth a meal
The LORD has taken penance
All I have to give
To free my nation’s menace
The curse in which I live
Take my life, I pray
And end our long exile
That our children may
Run these rivers like the Nile
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They have come
Warlords, the Jews
Israelis in my city
Two
If, then
The stories are true
Of men who take bed on
This roof
Don't ask me why
When fields burn throughout Moab
And Sheol fills with women
Don’t ask me why
After mighty armies fall
And Sheol fills with children
You ask me why
I would side with Israel
In depths of the red sea
Egyptian armies sleep
Engulfed by endless waves
Into their early graves
From duty’s call are free
The soldiers of the creed
Their chariots and staves
The pharaoh and his knaves
Don't ask me why
When fields burn throughout Moab
And Sheol fills with women
Don’t ask me why
After mighty armies fall
And Sheol fills with children
You ask me why
I would side with Israel
A fire from Heshbon
A flame out of Sihon
Devour it Moab
Laid waste so to Nophah
So ruined to Dibon
Don't ask me why
When fields burn throughout Moab
And Sheol fills with women
Don’t ask me why
After mighty armies fall
And Sheol fills with children
You ask me why
I would side with Israel
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3. |
The Jordan's Master
03:32
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Who is the Jordan’s master?
Before Him waters cower
The LORD of Israel and Judah
They slice their very foreskin,
Prepare themselves for war and
Purification ‘fore their conquest
Their shafts are left bruised
Their fire burns anew
This day will be rued
By all who oppose them
Who parts the sea near and far?
So His people go before
With unwashed swords and thirsty coffers
My people melt and cower
They know that soon they’ll suffer
So they hide behind these walls of stone
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4. |
March of Jericho
02:55
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A brisk morning walk
One lap, every dawn
Many men cower
At they, almighty’s pawns
Six single days
Have they up and gone
A walk around Jericho
Beneath the summer’s sun
Seven, seven, seven
They lift their horns on high
Yahweh yearns
For his people's fight
Shields, armor glisten
Beneath the morning light
Swords too thirsty
To stop and ask Him why
Shh, so quiet
Seven left to go
One, too, three
They’ve just a few, I know
Soon to make a meal
For the buzzards and the crows
Four, five, six
To bring the walls low
Seven, seven, seven
Shout the words on high
Yahweh burns
With the spirit of the fight
Walls now crumble
Beneath the morning light
Never had I thought
To stop and ask Him why
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5. |
Rahab's Lament
05:28
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I feel just as my city
With rivers of blood flowing through my veins
A massacre of people in my name
The mighty god is with me
With bated breath I listen for his screams
Of hatred for my brethren here of Cain
As a broadsword twisted in a wound
The march of many thousand shakes the ground
To topple walls of innocents and stone
Everyone I knew, their sons and daughters
Goats and wolves before the shepherd's slaughter
Screaming, "Rahab! Oh if we had stopped her!"
Man, woman, child burning
Bones crushing, organs popping
Feces and fetuses erupting
Jericho is falling
Set ablaze, the city falls to ashes
Uncleanliness our roaring fire it washes
From dust to dust, our army it amasses
To serve the god of Abraham and anger
A jealous one, the conqueror of strangers
Who makes my people, Canaanites endangered
My spirit bears the pain of genocide
As my name, my sins are spread too wide
In Sheol I will wither, again die
Before my eyes
Man, woman, child burning
Bones crushing, organs popping
Feces and fetuses erupting
Jericho is falling
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Echo Reece Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania
In 2012, a nine year old girl from Chicago told me I look like a trash can. I still do.
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