Idea based on the message of Hosea. "They ploughed wickedness and judgement sprung up as hemlock in the furrows of thier fields" (Hosea 10:4)

HEMLOCK IN THE FURROWS

Put the trumpet to your lips
Its time to raise the alarm
The eagle's soaring high above
Its the calm before the storm
Every idol that you carved
Lies scattered on the ground
When you were young you sowed the breeze
Now reap the whirlwind!

How can i give you up
or turn you away?
You hold a place in my heart
That no other can take
Jerusalem, Jerusalem

I can feel your sorrow
And understand your pain
For while the prophet played the fool
The wise man went insane
A house that is divided
Cannot hope to stand
You made your choice to sow the breeze
Now reap the whirlwind!

How can i give you up
or turn you away?
You hold a place in my heart
That no other can take
How can I give you up
Or turn my back on you?
With tender chords of love
I will draw you back to myself


Hemlock in the furrows

Sons Of Korah