Jeremiah's Song
Some call me the weeping prophet
Others say that I am cursed
For tearing down false prophet's lies
I would be cast off
But don't they know I love my Judah
It's for her I weep and cry
while she sacrifices her children
before a lifeless idol's eyes
It's true I weep
It's true I cry
A lifetime of pain floods my eyes
But it's not for me you see me weep
but for a world's wicked heart
and the God who sees
I'd shout His message of repentance
as I would speak His holy words
Yet none would choose to follow
in the way He said they should
A broken cistern's destiny
Sentenced to the Potsherd's Gate
A graveyard filled with cast off clay
A chosen people's fate
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Now in this age we're living in
a world yet to be healed
much of what he prophesied
is yet to be revealed
So listen up
Turn from your ways
Heed the prophet's call
Repent
Cast off your graveside clay
Or behold the wrath of God
Or behold the wrath of God
Jeremiah!
Jeremiah!
Shout your message still our way!
Songs of mourning
A leper's clothing
Shattered shards of bone hard clay
Filthy rags in need of cleansing
Broken pots in need of mending
Weep and cry for our Salvation
May He come to heal today!
Jesus come and heal today!
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