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Fall of the Proud 2 by Job

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Fall of the Proud 2

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Hear the voice upon the wind,
A cry from distant lands again,
Babylon shall rise no more,
Her idols shattered on the floor.
Once a hammer in God's hand,
Now her power cannot stand,
The north shall rise like swelling tide,
And bring her ruin from inside.
Flee from Babylon, my people, run!
Lift your eyes up to the rising sun.
For her judgment comes like thunder loud,
God has sworn — He'll humble the proud.
She drank the cup and laughed in scorn,
But now her fortress shall be torn.
Flee from Babylon, salvation’s near,
The Lord will wipe away your fear.
She sinned against the Holy One,
Boasted high beneath the sun.
She crushed the nations with no shame,
But now shall bear consuming flame.
A land of idols, false and vain,
Her sorceries shall bring her pain.
What was golden turns to dust,
For she broke covenant and trust.
Voices rise from Zion’s hill,
Calling back the exiled still.
“My people, I remember you,
And I will bring you home anew.”
The Lord of Hosts, with sword and fire,
Will bring the proud to lowly mire.
Babylon shall sink like stone,
And never more be known.
Flee from Babylon, my people, run!
Lift your eyes up to the rising sun.
For her judgment comes like thunder loud,
God has sworn — He'll humble the proud.
She drank the cup and laughed in scorn,
But now her fortress shall be torn.
Flee from Babylon, salvation’s near,
The Lord will wipe away your fear.
The walls are fallen, voices cry,
"Alas for her who once stood high!"
The seas have risen, waves have roared,
Her end is sealed by Israel’s Lord.
But from the ruins hope shall rise,
As God’s own people lift their eyes.
They’ll plant again in grace and peace,
And from their sorrow find release.
Flee from Babylon, the time has come!
March with joy toward Zion's drum.
The Lord is near, His promise true,
He fights for those who trust and do.
No more chains, no more shame,
He calls His children by their name.
Flee from Babylon, redemption's here,
The Lord has drawn His people near.
Fall, oh city dressed in pride,
Your rivers now no more will guide.
But rise, oh people of the Lord,
He writes your name with His own sword.
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