God has a plan, a story told,
Of Israel, brave and bold.
Scattered wide, to lands afar,
He'll gather them, like shining star.
Ezekiel speaks, a promise true,
Back to their land, a nation new.
But shadows fall, a time of pain,
'Jacob's Trouble, ' dark as rain.
Jeremiah warns, of trials deep,
Before the joy, the harvest reap.
A leader false, a broken vow,
The Temple stands, but shadows grow.
Nations rise, with anger bright,
Invading lands, with endless fight.
Then light will break, a saving grace,
They'll see the truth, in Jesus' face.
'All Israel saved, ' the scriptures say,
A glorious dawn, a brighter day.
He'll come again, to rule and reign,
In Jerusalem, heal every stain.
A thousand years, of peace and love,
Sent from the Father, up above.
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