How many more chances will you give us; or are You giving Yourself chances
Because that is how much You love us?
You are right in comparing Your people to a whore;
Your people didn't stay loyal to You. Instead, they created bonds
With other gods. We blasphemed Your name with every act of infidelity;
You could have punished us and banished us to Hades;
Instead, You sought to reason with us. You assured us that You would make the crimson of our sins
As white as the snow. So great was Your love for us that You couldn't bear
The thought of loosing us to sin.
Like a winegrower prunes the branches and ensures that they remain in the wine;
So You guided us in Your love. You sent a part of Yourself - Your Son - the Messiah;
To restore Your children scattered all over the earth - in foreign lands
You sought to bring Your own to Yourself; But we paid no heed.
Then are You wrong in asking us, "What did I not do for you?"
No, You're act is justified; For it is not You who speaks, but Your pain.
There was nothing more You could have done; You did everything that a loving Father
Would do for His children. It was we who were blinded by sin and powered by the human spirit.
We didn't recognise You love for us and Your divine plan for our lives.
Make haste Father; For we are lost again and time is running out.
It is only You who can find another solution to save Your people;
If You don't save us, who will? Let the wisdom that labours by the side of Your throne
Guide us and teach us to accept Your spirit and pay heed to Your word.