Your Sanctuary Ruins
Your Sanctuary Ruins
O, these everlasting ruins,
In the place where you did meet.
The enemy set up their standards;
Smashed the carved paneling, so sweet.
They defiled Your dwelling place—
Burnt it to the ground;
Said in their hearts, “We’ll destroy them.”
Planned no more Jews be found.
How long will the enemy mock You?
Will your name be reviled forever?
Why do You hold back Your hand—
You, Lord, possess all power?
Remember the people You purchased—
The sheep of Your pasture land.
It was You who split open the sea;
Broke the heads of the monster by hand.
We know you judge uprightly
And at the appointed time,
But how long will the horns against heaven,
Be allowed to continue in crime?
Your four kingdoms are at an end;
The last kingdom reigns again;
raises its standards toward heaven;
determines to control the hearts of men.
As we look upon the ruins,
We think of Your sanctuary above;
Dream of the heavenly Zion,
Where all is bound by Your love.
Where the enemy is silent;
Laid finally to rest;
Peace reigns for the righteous,
Who’ve passed the earthly test.
Copyright © 2009-2012 Maureen LeFanue
www.maureenlefanue.com
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