Across the plains they journey,
Jerusalem in view;
Hopes are high, a joy is theirs—
If only but a few.
Hands strengthened by the gold-gifts;
The plan of God is clear;
Rebuild the temple; worship Him
With offerings held so dear.
The voices of the weeping
Are mingled with the song;
Past glories are remembered, but
In weakness they are strong.
Our hearts need always focus
On Him who is our head;
Disturbing things around, within
Can render hearts quite dead.
Firstly, “consider your ways”;
“I’m with you; do not fear”;
A loving God surrounds us,
His presence always near.
Blessing follows the humbling:
Ezra’s example, bright—
Though painful be the process,
It’s valued in God’s sight.
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