There is a path I want no part of.
The path that uses faith to trample.
The path of people who fancy themselves God's emissaries on earth.
Loving your neighbor like yourself is simple.
I want to hold hands with Isaiah and mourn for Moab (Isaiah 16:11).
To see the three-part blessing on earth,
When God finally says,
"Blessed is my nation, Egypt,
The work of my hands, Assyria,
And my inheritance, Israel (Isaiah 19:25).
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Image from Google earth, oriented as the ancients viewed the land: facing the rising sun.
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(תהליםיז:ז) .הַפְלֵה חֲסָדֶיךָ, מוֹשִׁיעַ חוֹסִים, מִמִּתְקוֹמְמִים בִּימִינֶךָ
Display your wondrous kindness, save those who seek shelter from those who rise up against them, claiming your power (Psalms 17:7) See Malbim ibid.