Jacob's Trouble is coming soon...
If God gave us eyes to see, ears to hear
Would we rally when Trouble came creeping near?
A Trouble whose ravenous, bestial gaze
Scorched seekers who pondered it from a mere page
A Trouble whose lone shadow shook and divided
Students of scripture who could be united
To stand in the gap before history collided
A Trouble with gaze fixed on one single place
On a people whom many have sought to erase
And others have greedily sought to replace
And when one day it strikes, it will crush, decimate
All but a remnant whose flight will create
Sore need of a refuge, a vast secret store
A hiding place built by wise hands long before
Built by scholars and wanderers, outcasts and dreamers
By skeptics, romantics, by prophets and thinkers
By scientists, plumbers, by doctors and singers
So come, Lovers of Jesus. And bring all your fingers.