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The Curved Sword
Why the curved sword, Joshua? "The signal for the ambush, And a wily subterfuge! Ai will be reaped by Yahweh. The whole field, corners, too. No one will be left to gather. He exposes Ai's warriors- The burning city behind, The ravine in front, The king of Ai is a fool, Leaving the city undefended. Presumptive pride's defeat! There can be no refuge, When there's no Substitute, When Yahweh attacks His enemies." Why the curved sword, Son of Man? "The Earth's harvest is ripe, I must reap swiftly and fully! Big Lie Country will be reaped, The Son will proceed to judge, Earth's bad grapes are over-ripe! I will swing the curved sword, Gather in the bad grapes, And toss them into the wine press! Fools say there is no God, Calling evil good and good evil. Presumptive pride's defeat! The rocks cannot hide them, When they reject the Substitute, When the Son attacks His enemies." Then I saw the winepress of God, Where the blood of bad grapes Reached the height of horses' bridles For a distance of 200 miles. But blessed are those, Who die in the Lord, For there's no sin in Him. Our Substitute redeems!
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