Thy Promise

Keep postponing the inevitable The price indelible on our psych May be let it all just burn down Tumble down in ashes.. Should that we let it all end.. To what gain then shall it be Your delight still in their sons Your joy in the sons of men So is there a price too steep Should U let it all end.. What hope for the unborn The ones still in diapers Unable to fathom the truth Them darkening waters The sacred promise Glory of Zion.. Gateway to the first Settlement.. Banks of river Gihon Pilgrims shedding tears of Joy A sight be-folding a city of promise New Jerusalema.. will it ever be Should I let it all burn. Dream turn to ashes.. Gates shutting.. Pillars splitting Fires re lighting Ushering in Judgement.