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Rabshakeh, send this letter to Hezekiah
Inform him that I am counting his days
Of reign
Give up while I have not yet arrived
And insist, nor will I spare you
From failure

Rabshakeh, make everyone hear
Read aloud my sentence
My decree
They are all without an escape
In my hands are their lives
I am certain

And King Sennacherib said to Rabshakeh
Thus shall you speak to Hezekiah king of Judah, saying
Do not be deceived by your God in whom you trust, saying
Will not Jerusalem be delivered into the hands of the king of Assyria?
Behold, you have seen what the kings of Assyria have done to all lands, utterly destroying them!
And shall you be delivered? Who is your God to deliver you from my hands

The people of God remained silent
By the King’s command, he spoke
Just one word
He asked that the Lord would take action
In that letter, there were evidences
Of neglect

Whom do you insult if not the God of the heavens
Whom do you blaspheme if not the Emmanuel
And against whom have you raised your voice, exalting
Against the Eternal, against the Holy One of Israel
Whom do you humiliate if not My Anointed
Mess with my people, and you'll have to face me
The church is mine, and woe to those who lay a hand on it
I bring down, I turn to dust
Erase from history

Mess with these people
And you'll see the danger
Mess with these people
And you will be destroyed
Mess with these people
And you will fall to the ground
Touch one of them and you'll see the war
Mess with these people
And provoke the heavens
Mess with these people
And you will drink the bile
Mess with these people
And you will regret
God sent an angel to defend him

Whom do you insult if not the God of the heavens
Whom do you blaspheme if not the Emmanuel
And against whom have you raised your voice, exalting
Against the Eternal, against the Holy One of Israel
Whom do you humiliate if not My Anointed
Mess with my people, and you'll have to face me
The church is mine, and woe to those who lay a hand on it
I bring down, I turn to dust
Erase from history

Mess with these people
And you'll see the danger
Mess with these people
And you will be destroyed
Mess with these people
And you will fall to the ground
Touch one of them and you'll see the war
Mess with these people
And provoke the heavens
Mess with these people
And you will drink the bile
Mess with these people
And you will regret
God sent an angel to defend him

He kills one hundred eighty-five thousand
Leads an army to perish in the river
God sent an angel to defend him
God sent an angel to defend him
God sent an angel to bless you