Epoch of Exile Lyrics
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Album | Epoch of Exile(2021) |
Type | EP |
Labels | Vision Of God Records |
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1. Epoch of Exile (7:00)
For three transgressions of Damascus, and for four
I will cause terror with fire on the house of Hazael
For many sins and even more, my fury will not relent
Which shall devour and consume its ancient palaces
I will not turn away My anger or my punishment
Because of Edom; he pursued his brother with the sword
Yet I will send the flames in the walls of Rabbah
The king and princes shall go into captivity
Judah will be taken to a land of sadness
A place of recovery, a renewal of covenant promise
Wickedness has a price, a consequence
And sin betrays yet again
Behold, the days are coming says the Lord
When I will bring the captives back
The Lord of Hosts will raise a prophet from your midst
Who will despise the shame of the dreaded cross
Was buried, later risen from the dead
Ascended in eternal glory
Yet my nation has devolved foolishly
And it has turned into a byword of scorn
You will become an object of horror
And you will sow, yet harvest so small
How long, O Lord, will your wrath burn like fire?
Repent of your works and return to Me
Redemption is here to stay
We will hear you from afar
I will exalt you aloud
The exile will pass away
I will cause terror with fire on the house of Hazael
For many sins and even more, my fury will not relent
Which shall devour and consume its ancient palaces
I will not turn away My anger or my punishment
Because of Edom; he pursued his brother with the sword
Yet I will send the flames in the walls of Rabbah
The king and princes shall go into captivity
Judah will be taken to a land of sadness
A place of recovery, a renewal of covenant promise
Wickedness has a price, a consequence
And sin betrays yet again
Behold, the days are coming says the Lord
When I will bring the captives back
The Lord of Hosts will raise a prophet from your midst
Who will despise the shame of the dreaded cross
Was buried, later risen from the dead
Ascended in eternal glory
Yet my nation has devolved foolishly
And it has turned into a byword of scorn
You will become an object of horror
And you will sow, yet harvest so small
How long, O Lord, will your wrath burn like fire?
Repent of your works and return to Me
Redemption is here to stay
We will hear you from afar
I will exalt you aloud
The exile will pass away
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