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' I said, “Too bad for me!
I am destroyed, for my lips are contaminated by sin,
and I live among people whose lips are contaminated by sin.
My eyes have seen the king, the Lord who commands armies.” 'Isaiah 6:5
Bermondsey, London.
I am never worthy to be in Your presence
Yet, You choose us to sit at the table
In the presence of our enemies
You anoint us with oil
Lord, You called us and we reject You
Time and time again we turn our backs on You
Worshiping the things of this world
Seeing the idols and grasping hold them
For they are pleasing in the eyes
Yet they are but dust, that grumbles and fade
You Lord are living and will never die
He is the Lord of Host
The Lord that increases the blessings of rain on the garden
Our trees bear fruits in it season
Yet we turn away from the fruit and seek the things
That will rot and cause pain
For behold, He who forms the mountains
And creates the wind
Who declares to men what His taught are
And makes the morning darkness
The Lord God of Hosts is His Name
Seek Him and You will find Him
Seek the Lord and live
Least He breaks out like a fire
That can never be quench
He is the Lord of Host
He turns the shadow of death into morning
And makes the day dark as night
He calls the waters of the Sea
And pours into the face of the earth
The Lord is His Name
Seek good and not evil
That you may live
So the Lord of Host will be with You
Hate evil, love good
Establish justice in the gate
He is the Lord of Host