A voice was heard in Ramah; Lamentation and bitter weeping
Rachel is weeping for her children; Refusing to be comforted
For her children, for her children, for her children
They are no more, they are no more, they are no more
They are no more O Israel, my son; Where oh where is Israel?
O Ephraim, my firstborn; I've lost you in the graves of nations
In the nations, in the nation, in the nations
They are no more, they are no more, they are no more,
They are no more TAG
Refrain your voice from weeping, and your eyes from tears
For your work shall be rewarded, they shall come back
There is hope for your future, says the Lord your God
Your children shall come back to their own land
Refrain your voice from weeping, and your eyes from tears . . . Post Script: We do not grieve as those who have no hope . . . and the dead in Messiah will rise first . . .  Back
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