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Celebrate and feast, you world of the godless.  What great pains you contrive to hold the Lord of Life at the edge of the universe.  But He was here before you opened your tiny eyes.

Party, laugh, lie, and plot in vain.  For all that is God was from before the foundation of the world.  And all that is God will continue long after that last laugh is let loose from lying lips.

Corrupt, devastate, destroy and condemn, all you who strive to gain what you can’t keep.  While your busy, bloody, hands grasp at each others throats, the Glorious God of Righteousness, peace, freedom, and life, is planning your destruction.

Shed your tears, you who love the Lord. Let the belly convulse in sorrow at the plight of Righteousness among the wicked.  Sigh deeply, you who witness the heavens and remain on earth.  For your prayer of non-words is heard.  Raise those forgiven hands, you who plead for mercy.  For all that is holy will soon be yours.  Those who’s belly is craving true manna, your fast will not be in vain.  For the feast is coming when all is peaceful.  Where the joyful blast of perfect lips will proclaim the Glory of He who redeems His own.