Weak

Help me Lord, hear my plea: all I am; just a flea...

Borrowing in, under the skin:

Without you I am nothing.

With you?

Everything...

Flattered to know you: hear what! Who says?

Who's hiding treasures, who knows what to say?

Who is blind as my servant? That leads the way...

Who eyes will be opened? Who shares the crown?

The kingdom is theirs  - mourning and howling...

Dearth on the earth! The lion is prowling..

The stones cry out - the birds they hover...

Come to the supper, all ye that mourn: Come! Find what's on offer...

What is on offer?

 Kings, captains, soldiers,  and the flesh of mighty men. 

Brought down by the Word, and their doings: it comes to an end: many will be spewing..

Washed in the blood? Who will passover?

Gather together: make war with the One?

Witness the Beast and false prophet, slain by the Son...

"Your will be done."

Done like a dinner, come to the banquet, the banquet of sinners-

Who are the remnant? Slain with the sword...for all suffer the consequence, by the truth of the word...

A land not cleansed, or rained on, in the day of indignation..

Devouring my people: taking treasure, and the precious away..

Indistinguishable: the unclean, and the clean  - 

Hidden in darkness, thinking they aren't seen..

The glory is yours, have no doubt. 

The truth is hidden,  search it out:)

Wolves in the midst; tearing the prey: shedding more than blood, for dishonest gain. 

Who do you think should be slain?

Plastered with untempered mortar: false visions did I hear him say?

Nothing is new under the sun: and every dog has his day. 

Like a flea on his back, burrow in where he can't scratch...

I sort a man among them who would make a wall...

But I found none.

Don't despair, it's all part of the fun.