He has cut down in fierce anger
all the might of Israel;
he has withdrawn from them his right hand
in the face of the enemy;
he has burned like a flaming fire in Jacob,
consuming all around.
Lamentations 2:3
His mighty arm withdrew His shield,
the hope of mercy hidden away.
Like blazing fire His anger reeled,
consuming all before its sway.
No corner stood without His flame,
no fortress held, no refuge stayed;
The proud and low treated the same,
as all beneath His judgment paid.
Who then shall stand before His face?
His holy justice burns so bright.
Our only hope is sovereign grace —
the cross where wrath gives way to light.
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