Cast your lot, draw straws by choice or chance for Nations now abandoned. They trade boys for prostitutes for pleasure now assembled in Your land “OUR” Father. They separate Your people like it is the last straw. They gamble with Your border not knowing who You are. Thy barge in where Angels fear to tread.
Will they ever see Your judgment? Will they find that You are truly God? Can they settle it according to Your Word? You said it and we can believe it; that settles it!
Come on down from Your throne and meet us here, prepare us a Sacred Place where we are named among the Nations, who You are in this Sacred place. Your Kingdom among the Nations still reign even if there are those who would divide it.
You enter the hearts and minds of men to create a Domain not made with hands that is eternal in the heavens. To “BE” named among the vast host of heaven is secure and never changing no matter how men gamble away your holdings
We rest each day, one day at a time in Your care and keeping. You feed the birds of the air and water the lilies, how much more You care for us!
We are casting all “OUR” cares on You for You care for us. Knowing all things work out to the good of those who are in Christ Jesus, who love His appearing. W cast “OUR” crowns at His feet!
The cleansing of Your temple is not by chance but choice. Your forgiveness comes by admission that we have sinned against You only by doing such vain things as gambling away Your inheritance. We owe You “OUR” love and devotion but offer straws and a roll of the dice.
Lead us out of this chaos, not into a crisis of “BE”ing delivered into the hands of the evil one. Save us!