Honesty is at the gates
For we have locked her out
Truth stumbles in the streets
For our paths are crooked now
Whistling, whistling
The wind is starting to whistle
The storm of the Lord is soon to appear
Those who shun evil
Always become prey
Because our wicked hearts
Have driven justice away
Whistling, whistling
The wind is whistling
Storm of the Lord oh-so-quickly appeared
Blown along by His breath
Now the city is flooding
The city is flooding
Look, righteousness stands at a distance
Watching us from hills
Look at the fading figure
Oh, don't you see what is happening?
The city is flooding!
The city is flooding!
Repent, you people of Zion
For our Redeemer has arrived
Cry, pray, beg for forgiveness
And maybe we will be given life
Whistling, whistling
The wind is whistling
The storm of the Lord oh-so-quickly appeard
Blown along by His breath
And the city is flooded
The name of the Lord is now to be feared
Silence, silence
The town is now silent
The storm of the Lord has passed on
Blown away by his breath
And the city is renewed
Our iniquities, our sins, are gone
A new palace built will always be ours
Beautiful songs we will sing
The words in our mouths will be there forever
This is the covenent of our King!
Author notes
I wrote this after I read Psalm 59. It's mostly based off verses 12-21
