Restore the Walls of Jericho

Blasphemy…cloud over their hearts of gold Their value gradually diminishes…their weapons turn to mold Serenity…deserted them and neglected them like orphans Their joy rapidly wears out…they mislaid their abundant portions They yearn, “RESTORE the walls of Jericho!” Anguish…shadows over their dwelling, sacred place Their weaknesses manipulate them – they’re the definition of disgrace Danger…defeats them and tarnished them as if they were worthless Their prosperity shattered straightaway! REBUILD our merriness! They plead and pray, “Dona nobis pacem…” Hear our hesitation and supplication…we’re beneath the bricks and remains We’re buried alive literally! We’re becoming one with the ground Fear and despair erases our soothing dreams…we’re getting washed away in the drains We’re searching for shelter…we’re getting hunted down – we’re barely surviving They churn… They coil… They drift away… They spoil… In their miseries… Does He hear their pleas? “SAVE ME!” “Bestow blessings upon us!” Are you ignoring us deliberately? “Give us a helping hand And lead us to the promise land!” Misfortune unravels in this city of bafflement Their strengths repaired our souls…we’re the definition of bravery! Desolation and disbelief demolishes the walls of Jericho… Does anyone sense their resentment? Their charity transformed to greed suddenly – Their lack of optimism and gratitude Buried them down in captivity How can you bear their poverty? How can He save them from destruction and pity? They whisper on His Holy Hill, “Dona…Nobis…Pacem…” Don’t let the battle overthrow ’em!