Isaiah Thirty-three



The lame take the prey

Oppressed have their day

And none who thwart justice

Will last.

Unquenchable fire

The Lord in His ire

Avenging the pain of the past.

A Man is the cure

With fresh waters pure

And shade from the cruel

Desert heat.

His Spirit will win

Exposing all sin

Dread armies collapsed in defeat.

A City He brings

Where real freedom rings

And He is the

Final resort.

No other can rule

No bully or fool

It’s His throne, assembly and court.

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