Most Favored Nation

If God withholds his blessing
Or removes protective hedge
There is no doubt or guessing,
“that axe” shall lose its edge.

Although God’s Favored Nation
Israel somehow lost her way
And was brought to desperation
And unto spiritual decay.

She forgot her chains,  Mitzrayim,
The heat, the work of slaves
Brick kilns, her babies cryin’
sad years of digging graves

We too, once favored nation,
Once sang, “In God we Trust.”
Saw God in our creation
To live, return we must. - id