Empty Oracle

They, who in lofty pinnacles Threaten us with devastation Speak a high but empty oracle Of Pride and self-confusion. Their might and power has no famine An acceptable situation But these nations crumble within May be having hallucinations. For no one from the East or from the West Nor from high above nor down below Can cause destruction, lay us to rest Except the One True God I know. So am I scared of my country's demise? With unshakable peace I'm ready to go But this one question is the surprise When they die, their outcome, do they know? -- 'No one from the East or from the West or from the desert can exalt a man. But it is God Who judges: He brings down one, He exalts another.' Psalm 75: 6