Out of the Belly of Nations
“the lesson must be taught”
A Psalm by Dana G Smith
Keywords: psalm, nation, Lord, God, Almighty, Ancient of Days

Behold, Thy ears are waxen,
Yea, thy eyes are covered over as well.
In all this you cannot hear, nor can you see afar off!
The horizon brings forth the darkness of night!
Fear shall trample the vintages of the crops.
O harlot, for this is in your nature,
You have gone a whoring,
Yea far from the Lord Thy God.

It is I who raised you up,
From a small one, nurtured in the belly,
Yea, in the belly of nations did I bring you out?
In the beginning there were those who sought me
Today you have forgotten who it is that delivered you
You have forgotten the one who gave you such.
For from me did I establish you among the nations?

For my purpose did I bring you up,
Out of the water, from the birth,
Did I bring you up Oh small one!
You have left me.
In your pride you have forgotten.
Can you really walk this path?
Do you think you can do this?

For the Ancient of Days doth speak.
Thy ears are waxed and closed to my voice.
Thy eyes are matted shut with pride.
Your heart is fixed upon thy idolatries.
Your feet run to mischief.
Thy people sway and walk in their foolishness.
Yea, they mince about in their fineries.
Not knowing that destruction cometh.

Will you return O harlot?
Will you hear O former love?
You who received of my mighty hand,
Will you not listen this day?
For I gave you blessing upon blessing,
More than you could contain.
Yet, even though I created you, raising you up among the nations,
You are full of foolishness, and do not know me.
Shall I not bring you down?
Can you stand before the Almighty O small one?

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Thus you shall eat of your doings.
You shall receive of your own hand.
Thy pride will correct you.
Your stubbornness will bring heartache.
Sorrow and anguish will be your companion.
Oh, foolish ones, who shall you, turn to?
On the day I bring you down, who will save you?

Run from the sound of fury.
If you can hide from my wrath, do so!
There in the midst of your hiding place,
Yes, even there, I shall find you.
I will seek you out.
I will bring you from your safe places.
I will let you know thy foolishness.
For in your delusions shall you perish.
In your pride shall I bury you, O harlot, and foolish one!

Run…
Swiftly…
If you do not fear, then you do not know.
For on that day you will know all these:
Terror…
Dread…
Darkness…
Destruction…
And Death shall come, in one Day, for your foolish ways.
And you shall know, it was I, the Lord Thy God, who hath done this thing.

Fear Oh nations, quiver Oh men, run all ye princes.
For the Lord is swift to bring judgment
For the Lord laughs at the shaking of your fists,
For the Lord looks upon you Oh small ones,
Do you not know that all knees shall bow before Him,
Do you not know all tongues will confess him Lord of Lords, and King of Kings?

Yet, to those who will hear, the Lord says:
Come unto me and be hid, repent of thy ways and live!
For in thy repentance, will you find my mercy.
In your humble confession will you obtain grace.
Come and seek the Lord and live.

For all the wicked and the nations who forsake me,
The Lord God, yea, even all these will perish. But I will
Give favor to the righteous, mine Elect, those who seek
My face, honor my name, and keep my commandments.