Lament allows zion illumination

Oh that my mindfulness were oceans

And my views a fountain of youth

That ole mighty day and night

Oh that one had in the desert 

A wayfarers' lodging place;

That one might leave my peoples

For all are adults

An assembly of Gentlemen & Ladies

They hold their tongues in calamity 

For they proceeded wickedness to liberty

And they know one, declares the

Lord.

Let's be on guard against one's allies