Thief

Then I read in red what Messiah had said.  Like a thief in the night will I come for the right.  But Lord he had no right to take the election by night.  Will there be a fight? For the theft of the left is obviously wrong.  Still I will sing the new song.    Then I saw upon the Mountain, the reason of it all.  A ram caught by his yovel trying to sell his theft of your city as a peace plan ditty.  Then I heard this word.  Thus says the Lord God, the peace plan is a fraud.  Therefore the election will be undecided until Jerusalem is left undivided.  Those who try to steal my zeal will feel the frustration of my aggravation.  A house divided shall not stand to divide my house.  Grief unto the thief.  ​