Jeremiah 2

The streets cry out echoes of pain

Wàlls crumble ash falls like rain

Jerusalem weeps her heart in two

A city of gold now gray and blue

The prophets warned the trumpets screamed

But they laughed chasing their broken dreams

Now silence reigns where songs once flew

A shattered past what will God do

The watchtower stands a ghost in the wind

Stories of glory buried in sin

The Temple's gone but His throne remains

Sovereign over our joy and pains

We are jars cracked and flawed

Still He holds us the breath of God

Shall the clay ask why am I made

Or trust the hands that never fade

Tears of clay He molds He breaks

Hands of power He gives He takes

Nations rise nations fall

He's the potter shaping it all

Tears of clay the dust will speak

In His hands the strong the weak

Hope from ruins His voice will call

He's the potter shaping it all

Jeremiah

Voices in the alleys they echo like ghosts

Preachers in the dark spinning tales they boast

Silver tongues dripping venomous lies

The sell you the sky but it's smoke in disguise

Prophets for profit their words are a game

They burn the truth but they stoke the flame

A house of cards built on sinking sand

When the storm rolls in it won't withstand

They traded their gold for the weight of the mud

Turned rivers of peace into torrents of blood

The harvest is barren the fields don't yield

The shepherds are scattered lost in the field

The watchtower shakes the trumpet screams

Wake up from your nightmare these aren't just dreams

A covenant broken but mercy remains

Through fire and ashes love still sustains

Oh can you see it the writing in flame

The promise of hope in a forgotten name

Warnings shouted can you hear the sound

The walls are falling crashing to the ground

Disobedience cuts rebellion’s knife

But a new heart's written a brand new life

Jeremiah

Oh city of gold now covered in dust

The cries of the children echo in the streets that was

How long oh Lord will you turn away

My tears are a river flowing endlessly astray

Like clay in His hands he molds and he shapes

Though broken and flawed he never forsakes

He'll tare down the old building something new

Trust in the potter He knows what to do

Beware of the voices that promises you ease

They speak of peace but their hearts breed disease

They lead you astray with their flattering words

Seek the truth let your own voice be heard

We broke the covenant turned from His way

Now we carry the woke heavier each day

Our pride and our stubbornness led us astray

Is there hope for redemption can we find our way

He'll write on our hearts His law we will know

A new covenant of love a seed He will sow

Forgiveness and grace a chance to begin

He'll heal our wounds wash away our sins

Jeremiah