Weep, weep for those
who do the work of the Lord
with a high look
and a proud heart.
Their voice is lifted up
in the streets, and their cry is heard.
The bruised reed they break
by their great strength, and the smoking flax
they trample.

Weep not for the quenched
(for their God will hear their cry
and the Lord will come to save them)
but weep, weep for the quenchers.

For when the Day of the Lord
is come, and the vales sing
and the hills clap their hands
and the light shines
then their eyes will be opened
on a waste place,
smouldering,
the smoke of the flax bitter
in their nostrils,
their feet pierced
by broken reed-stems . . .
Wood, hay and stubble,
and no grass springing,
and all the birds flown.

Weep, weep for those
who have made a desert
in the name of the Lord.

Evangeline Paterson, “Lament,” in Francis A. Schaeffer, The Mark of the Christian (Downers Grove, 1970), pages 37-38.

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