The Ancient Paths” — Jeremiah 6
Verse 1 — The City Under Warning
Flee for safety, sound the horn
From Benjamin the alarm is born
Disaster rises out of the north
A crushing storm, a coming force
I see you, daughter soft and fair
Like tender pasture unaware
Yet shepherds circle, tents are spread
They feast upon what you’ve been fed
Chorus — False Peace Exposed
They cry, “Peace, peace,” but peace is gone
A borrowed song, a painted calm
The wound runs deep, yet lightly bound
No healing truth is spoken now
When lies are sung and truth is shunned
Peace cannot stand — peace cannot come
Verse 2 — The Siege Tightens
Prepare for war, arise at noon
We’ve waited long, the night comes soon
Cut down her trees, build up the way
This city must be stormed today
From least to great, greed rules the land
From prophet’s mouth to priestly hand
They dress the hurt, but not the core
They say “enough” — yet offer more
Chorus — The Lie Repeated
They cry, “Peace, peace,” but there is none
No rising dawn, no healing sun
Were they ashamed of what they’d done?
They could not blush — they had no shame
So they will fall when others fall
At the appointed time of all
Bridge — The Rejected Invitation
I said, “Stand still and look around
Ask for the paths long-tested, sound
Where is the road of ancient truth?
Walk there, and rest will come to you”
But you replied, “We will not walk”
You closed your ears, you chose your talk
I set watchmen to warn and cry
You said, “We will not listen — why?”
Verse 3 — The Furnace of Judgment
Hear this, O nations, watch and learn
What stubborn hearts will always earn
I bring disaster from within
The fruit of their own words and sin
The bellows blow, the fire roars
Yet dross remains, the ore endures
Rejected silver, tried and found
No cleansing left upon the ground
Final Chorus — The Last Call
They cried, “Peace, peace,” but truth stood still
Unheard, unwanted, bent to will
The ancient path lay just ahead
Yet pride chose noise, and wisdom fled
Now judgment walks the road they chose
The harvest of what no one knows
Outro — Grief Without Return
I mourn for those who would not hear
Who loved their lies and fed their fear
The path of rest was shown and clear
But hearts refused… hearts refused
