JEREMIAH: My Bride Has Fallen

Jeremiah,

This purpose predated your first breath

Carry my word like fire in your chest

I refute inadequacy because success is mine

Dress yourself for work, it is time

My bride has fallen but not in love

She refuses to see what she has done

I have to wrestle conflicting love with hate

But love for her prevails for my own sake

 

Complacency thrust out all her humility

How was it that I struck her but she felt nothing?

Gorging herself like a fattened calf

How does she not see the slaughter ahead?

 

The delight of her eyes is merely wooden

But the True craftsman wasn't made by invention

The everlasting God, his voice roars like the sea

But her blocks of wood can't even ask to be carried

 

What right has my beloved in my house?

Wasn't it sacred, that covenant we vowed?

She shattered it so fast she remained dizzy

As if she wanted an annulment from the beginning

 

She proudly spoiled her glory by her filth

Brides are deserted, so don't take one yourself

Her turmoil ahead steals any joy to marry

For the dead bodies will stack tall unburied

 

Addicted to wandering in pursuit of the wind

Incapable of restraining her feet from sin

The Potter's hands rework the marred vessel

But too hardened, its pieces are thrown to gravel

 

Prophecy means nothing to her anymore

Except to condone her desire to whore

How does she not hear my cries of warning?

Lies have dismantled any ability to hear me

 

Her kings only sit themselves on thrones of dust

But I have reserved David's for one who is just

Finally a man that deserves the title king

When my bride returns he'll teach her humility

 

For now only laments are strolling her streets

As my bride is brought down to her knees

Her towering walls are scorched to the dirt

Judah, are you pummeled yet by my words?

 

Her fingers break clutching what she expected to see

But her lies couldn't override my sovereignty

I made her drink the golden cup till she got drunk

Except it is her that is being swallowed up

 

Just as she was plucked up from her land

She will be planted anew by my tender hand

The ruined holy stones of Jerusalem's glory

I will refashion within her heart permanently

 

Her exhausted bones the enemy gnawed

Will be wrapped in skin and absent of flaw

I am vowing a new covenant with my bride

I made no room for lamentation this time

 

I'll oppress the oppressor they will repay

Their pride wants to own what belongs to my name

But the rocks cry out "the Lord alone reigns!"

Write down my words so she knows she'll be saved