Out of the depths of my soul I cry for You… We are the people who are left of the sword. We have found grace in the
wilderness of these my people.
Someday Israel will cry, “Grace, Grace unto the Lord,”
because the land shall not always be barren;
stricken with violence, but there shall be peace that flows like a river. Yes, out of the depths of my soul I cry for you: O Jerusalem, O America, all ye
nations For the
turmoil that has stricken the nation once more, even to the dividing of the land that God gave Abraham. Our children all over the world are burdened. We are going into captivity. “Migrating to different nations. We are people in a strange land. A form of ethnic cleansing is taking place all over the world, in places like Kosovo, Korea, Africa and Iraq; the people have been victims of genocide” (US Times). The elements of the land are spoiled: the gold, the silver, the diamonds, the oil and the souls of men. .
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