The sound of war is upon you.
Chariots wait at your gates.
The warrior hides in fear.
The king quakes in his palace.
You, China, have scourged my people,
My shepherds who guard my flock.
You have thrown them into dungeons,
Bound their wrists and ankles,
Withheld food and drink and sleep.
From morning to night, you strike them on their hands and feet.
You fill them with terror, with lies,
But I will keep a portion who remain faithful to me.
For I am the Lord,
And by my mighty right arm will I uphold them.
In the morning, you sit at your gates,
Assured in your own confidence,
With a loud mouth proclaiming there is no god like you.
The word of my mouth will destroy you in the evening.
I will speak and destruction will follow.
From the south, terror will strike your feet.
From the north, terror will fall on your heads.
Destruction will come upon you from within.
I will make you drink your own lies.
You will stumble in the daytime like drunkards
And fall for the delusion which comes over the world.
On that day, the banks of your rivers will overflow with blood.
With the blood of your children will I repay the evil
You have brought upon mine.
You will know that I am God,
That there is none like me.
Listen to me Gog of the land of Magog. Hear the judgment I send against you. From the days of your youth, you have exalted yourself against me. In your hearts, you have coveted the place that belongs to my people. But is it not mine to choose who is mine?
A wild bear roams in your midst. A wild bear tears through the forests of the north, unleashing its fury against the peoples of the south. I will call you with your cubs, your children in Persia and Cush and Put. Together, you will descend on the beautiful country, the land called by my name. I will put hooks in your nose and drag you to your defeat. When the people of my land call out peace, peace, you will strike. When the walls are torn down, you will send your armies against the people called by my name. In that day, I will save them by the strength of my mighty right hand.
Rise up, Magog.
Loosen your bow.
Let your arrows fly against the people of the south.
You will be the instrument of my destruction.
Beneath your feet, I will trample the nations of the earth.
Your jaws will crush those against whom I send you.
Mighty warriors are found in your midst,
Giants with teeth like iron.
Fire flows from your arms.
The nations run in terror from your presence.
At the sound of your trumpets, the walls of the city tremble.
Your chariots shake the ground.
Cursed is he who does the work of the Lord with slackness, and cursed is he who keeps back his sword from bloodshed.
You have oppressed your people, stolen their lands, their lives. You imprisoned them in cages of iron, in the ice of the north. Lies and terror, deceit and dread, with these you bound your people. Starvation and sword slaughtered the millions, the tens of millions. I filled you with the dread of your evil. I showed you the darkness of your soul. Yet with your final breath you shook your fist at me and cursed my name, you and your children after you. The people turned their heads at the slaughter and gave thanks to the bear who let them live, who let them die the death of a coward.
Joy fills your heart as you wield my sword.
Your thirst for blood is not quenched.
I was a little angry
But you were enraged.
I told you to go here but no further,
But your cruelty spilled over the banks.
Thus, the land will drink from you with an insatiable thirst.
With your own measure you will be judged.
A cage of iron holds me!
Wild animals and devils tear at my flesh!
Ice melts at the feet of the savage bear.
It flees from the lake of fire.
Speak to the nation with ten crowns,
To the land with ten horns and seven heads.
In vain you praise me with your lips.
False oblations you pour out to me.
We are wise! you cry out.
See how we have enlightened the world!
But you bring darkness.
A veil has fallen over your eyes.
You have swept me away as though I do not exist.
The moon god, who is not a god, will sweep in and take my place.
He will raise his scimitar against you
And strike terror into your once peaceful neighborhoods.
From out of you will rise a beast, from out of the sea will it arise. The dragon will give its authority to him, and he will exalt himself above the Lord Almighty. In peace he will come. A sword he hides behind his back.
I will utterly destroy you. Into the lake of fire, you will be thrown. There you will spend eternity; your torment will endure day and night forever and ever.
Listen to me Persia and Babylon.
Open your hearts so that you might hear.
You worship the moon and dare to call him by my name.
You have followed the lie of satan and done his will.
You have distorted my truth and deceived billions of souls.
Because of your lies, billions will be cast into the darkness
Where there will be wailing and gnashing of teeth.
I will send visions to my people.
In dreams, they will hear my name.
You send my people away in poverty.
What little they have, you steal.
You slander their name
And send them to prison,
So that you may strike them in the darkness,
So that your machines may strangle them.
I have set them among you as a witness.
They will testify to my truth and to your sin.
In robes of white, they will judge you.
My glory will rest upon them as they pronounce sentence against you.
I have not chosen you, America,
Yet you call yourself chosen.
My hand raised you up above the nations.
Now, I pour down my wrath to bring you low.
You disgust me.
Greed, envy, and self-righteousness are your currency.
Murder and lies are your trade.
You lie to me.
You say I am your God,
But how do you obey me?
You call me your father,
While you cheat and steal and kill.
There is nothing good about you.
Your kings boast.
You worship the boastful king.
You prophesy in his name.
Your tongue is a venomous snake.
They congregate in my house
And take my name in vain.
Did I not create man and woman?
Who then says it is not true?
Why do your priests lie with other priests?
Who told you to sleep with your neighbor’s wife?
Why do you pass your children, my children, through the fire
And offer them up to me in prayer?
The people who go by my name have become complacent.
They are fat and lazy and selfish.
Did I not tell you to go the ends of the earth
And bring my good news to all people?
But you horde your treasures in your banks.
You horde my word as though it was powerless,
As though you were ashamed of it.
You buy your idols of gold and iron and brick.
You worship beauty and satisfy every desire
While my people around the world suffer.
On Sunday, you call on my name.
In the magnificent cathedrals I did not tell you to build,
You tell the people what their itching ears want to hear.
Your faith, which is not a faith, has no roots.
When the persecution comes,
You will fall away.
You preach lies and apostasy,
Heresy and sin.
You call good evil and evil good.
Therefore, I will spit you out of my mouth.
I will remove your riches
Your children and your youth
and give them to your enemies.
Hear me clearly:
Your cathedrals I do not want.
Your raised hands and dead hearts give me no pleasure.
Justice and mercy and obedience and faith I desire.
Grace I offer you but at a cost.
I paid everything for your freedom.
Do you now take it for granted?
Grace is my free gift to you,
But it will cost you everything.
Is your faith dead
Or is it alive?
Will I welcome you into my kingdom
Or tell you, ‘Depart from me, for I do not know who you are?’
You desire to kill the people who I call by my name.
In your hatred, you slander them.
You are the bigot.
You are sons of your father,
The liar and the murderer from the beginning.
I have allowed the persecution to come upon you
To test you and purify you.
Hold on to the end.
Put your trust in the Lord.
He will sustain you.
Is there not one God and one God alone?
What is his name?
His name is Yahweh.
El Shaddai.
Yeshua ha-Mashiach.
He is
The Everlasting Father.
The Holy Spirit.
The Prince of Peace.
Remember, O Lord, what has befallen us;
look, and see our disgrace.
Our inheritance has been turned over to strangers,
our homes to foreigners.
We have become orphans, fatherless;
our mothers are like widows.
We must pay for the water we drink;
the wood we get must be bought.
Our pursuers are at our necks;
we are weary; we are given no rest.
We have given the hand to Egypt, and to Assyria,
to get bread enough.
Our fathers sinned, and are no more;
and we bear their iniquities.
Slaves rule over us;
there is none to deliver us from their hand.
We get our bread at the peril of our lives,
because of the sword in the wilderness.
Our skin is hot as an oven
with the burning heat of famine.
Women are raped in Zion,
young women in the towns of Judah.
Princes are hung up by their hands;
no respect is shown to the elders.
Young men are compelled to grind at the mill,
and boys stagger under loads of wood.
The old men have left the city gate,
the young men their music.
The joy of our hearts has ceased;
our dancing has been turned to mourning.
The crown has fallen from our head;
woe to us, for we have sinned!
For this our heart has become sick,
for these things our eyes have grown dim,
for Mount Zion which lies desolate;
jackals prowl over it.
But you, O Lord, reign forever;
your throne endures to all generations.
Why do you forget us forever,
why do you forsake us for so many days?
Restore us to yourself, O Lord, that we may be restored!
Renew our days as of old—
unless you have utterly rejected us,
and you remain exceedingly angry with us.
Thus says the Lord of hosts: Do not listen to the words of the prophets who prophesy to you, filling you with vain hopes. They speak visions of their own minds, not from the mouth of the Lord. They say continually to those who despise the word of the Lord, ‘It shall be well with you’; and to everyone who stubbornly follows his own heart, they say, ‘No disaster shall come upon you.’
For who among them has stood in the council of the Lord
to see and to hear his word,
or who has paid attention to his word and listened?
Behold, the storm of the Lord!
Wrath has gone forth,
a whirling tempest;
it will burst upon the head of the wicked.
The anger of the Lord will not turn back
until he has executed and accomplished
the intents of his heart.
In the latter days you will understand it clearly.
I did not send the prophets,
yet they ran;
I did not speak to them,
yet they prophesied.
But if they had stood in my council,
then they would have proclaimed my words to my people,
and they would have turned them from their evil way,
and from the evil of their deeds.
Am I a God at hand, declares the Lord, and not a God far away? Can a man hide himself in secret places so that I cannot see him? declares the Lord. Do I not fill heaven and earth? declares the Lord. I have heard what the prophets have said who prophesy lies in my name, saying, ‘I have dreamed, I have dreamed!’ How long shall there be lies in the heart of the prophets who prophesy lies, and who prophesy the deceit of their own heart, who think to make my people forget my name by their dreams that they tell one another, even as their fathers forgot my name for Baal? Let the prophet who has a dream tell the dream, but let him who has my word speak my word faithfully.
Thus says the Lord, the God of Israel, concerning the shepherds who care for my people: You have scattered my flock and have driven them away, and you have not attended to them. Behold, I will attend to you for your evil deeds, declares the Lord. Then I will gather the remnant of my flock out of all the countries where I have driven them, and I will bring them back to their fold, and they shall be fruitful and multiply. I will set shepherds over them who will care for them, and they shall fear no more, nor be dismayed, neither shall any be missing, declares the Lord.
Behold, the days are coming, declares the Lord, when I will raise up for David a righteous Branch, and he shall reign as king and deal wisely, and shall execute justice and righteousness in the land. In his days Judah will be saved, and Israel will dwell securely. And this is the name by which he will be called: ‘The Lord is our righteousness.’