Lamentations 1.5 ~ The Rod

Her adversaries are the chief,
They will not, cannot be denied.
Her enemies prosper,
Building, growing, gaining.
For the Lord hath afflicted her,
The rod falls hardest on the hardened heart.
For the multitude of her transgressions,
So many, so vain.
Her children are gone,
Taken suddenly, like Job's.
Into captivity before the enemy,
They will not, cannot be denied.

Published by David B. Smith

Author, podcaster, pastor, and Big Pappa to my grandchildren.

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