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Forgotten Ground Regained

All the Air is Shattered (after Psalm 2)

Paul D. Deane
I wrote this poem as part of a sequence of alliterative takes on some of the individual Psalms (Psalms 1-8) that I wrote between 1997 and 2000.
Audio Version
(Poem set to music by Debbie Deane, arranged by Sally Klein O'Connor, and performed by the Adat Yeshua Ha Adon worship team, 10/24/1998)
Why such uproar? Why such rage?Do the nations know what they dare to do?Their armies assembling, rampaging riseagainst a wonder in the skies.
For high on a hill one city stands engulfed in light.Its king is crowned with thistles, his forehead pierced with thorns,and all the air is shattered by the shrilling of his horns.
They call a council of sovereign statesto declare their defiance of an alien lord,despots and democrats in common causethat men should live by human laws.
For high on a hill one city stands engulfed in light.Its king is crowned with thistles, his forehead pierced with thornsand all the air is shattered by the shrilling of his horns.
High in heaven the Lord God laughsat the pride and impotence of mortal menThey fear him in his fury, he rebukes them in his rage,the seas are stirred to roaring like a lion in a cage.
For I will declare the decree of He whose will upholds the world:"My king shall stand in Zion, my Son subdue the earth,for I shall be your Father, today I grant you birth."
All their armies turning, tremble, fantasies that scatter like the foam upon the sea.Be warned, learn wisdom, you counselors and kings,and put no trust in power or in perishable things.
For I will declare the decree of He whose will upholds the world:"My king shall stand in Zion, my Son subdue the earth,for I shall be your Father, today I grant you birth."
God is great, His arm supreme, in wisdom, worthiness, majesty and might.Revere, rejoice, both fear and trustthe King of Kings whose law is just.
For high on a hill one city stands engulfed in light.Its king is crowned with thistles, his forehead pierced with thornsand all the air is shattered by the shrilling of his horns.
Copyright © Paul D Deane, 1999
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