The vanity, emptiness, and futility of fallen reason are…

“The vanity, emptiness, and futility of fallen reason are the affliction visited upon sinners by God’s judgment. In every age, this has followed different directions. In the postmodern world today, whose center lies in the autonomous self, all of which is yielding a bountiful harvest of intellectual emptiness and moral disorder, this is not good news. What the postmodern world celebrates in its rejection of all absolutes and in its assumed right to define privately is a sign of God’s wrath (cf. Rom. 1:22).”

– David Wells

Habakkuk 3:1-19 (Аввакум 3:1-19)

Habakkuk 3:1-19 (Аввакум 3:1-19)
“1) A prayer of Habakkuk the prophet upon “Shigionoth.”
2) O Lord, I have heard Thy speech and was afraid; O Lord, revive Thy work in the midst of the years. In the midst of the years make it known; in wrath remember mercy.
3) God came from Teman, and the Holy One from Mount Paran. Selah. His glory covered the heavens, and the earth was full of His praise.
4) And His brightness was as the light; He had horns coming out of His hand, and there was the hiding of His power.
5) Before Him went the pestilence, and burning coals went forth at His feet.
6) He stood and measured the earth; He beheld and drove asunder the nations; and the everlasting mountains were scattered, the perpetual hills did bow. His ways are everlasting.
7) I saw the tents of Cushan in affliction; and the curtains of the land of Midian did tremble.
8) Was the Lord displeased against the rivers? Was Thine anger against the rivers? Was Thy wrath against the sea, that Thou didst ride upon Thine horses and Thy chariots of salvation?
9) Thy bow was made quite naked according to the oaths of the tribes, even Thy word. Selah. Thou didst cleave the earth with rivers.
10) The mountains saw Thee and they trembled; the overflowing of the water passed by; the deep uttered his voice and lifted up his hands on high.
11) The sun and moon stood still in their habitation; at the light of thine arrows they went, and at the shining of Thy glittering spear.
12) Thou didst march through the land in indignation; Thou didst thresh the heathen in anger.
13) Thou wentest forth for the salvation of Thy people, even for salvation with Thine anointed. Thou woundedst the head out of the house of the wicked, by uncovering the foundation unto the neck. Selah.
14) Thou didst strike through with his staves the head of his villages; they came out as a whirlwind to scatter me; their rejoicing was as to devour the poor secretly.
15) Thou didst walk through the sea with Thine horses, through the heap of great waters.
16) When I heard, my belly trembled; my lips quivered at the voice. Rottenness entered into my bones, and I trembled in myself, that I might rest in the day of trouble. When he cometh up unto the people, he will invade them with his troops.
17) Although the fig tree shall not blossom, neither shall fruit be in the vines, the labor of the olive shall fail, and the fields shall yield no meat, the flock shall be cut off from the fold, and there shall be no herd in the stalls—
18) yet I will rejoice in the Lord, I will joy in the God of my salvation.
19) The Lord God is my strength; and He will make my feet like hinds’ feet, and He will make me to walk upon mine high places. To the chief singer on my stringed instruments.”

“Wild Heart” by Wolves at the Gate, lyrics.

Great song “Wild Heart” from (a real Gospel) album “VxV”
by the band Wolves at the Gate.

Lyrics:
“Knee deep in the swelling seas without a thought
Or realization of my dying need,
I cannot keep out this grim disease
For it has plagued and overtaken all,
All our dying breed.

Waist deep in the ocean’s sleep
Without a thought or realization of my dying need,
(I cannot) can’t keep what I didn’t reap
For I see justice coming swiftly for,
For every thought and deed.

None had taught.
Such wickedness from the start.
In deed, in thought, my heart was tearing apart.
In vain I fought.
Hoping this pain would depart.
Still no one could tame this wild heart.

Lawless and reckless, my will and my art.
“Flawless” I profess, yet wicked in heart.
Lawless and reckless, my will and my art.
“Flawless” I profess, yet wicked in heart.

A liar, a thief is what had marked my soul.
Thought lying and stealing would make me feel whole.

Neck deep in the water’s grave
Without a thought or realization of my dying need,
(I cannot) can’t keep back the coming wave
For I see it coming swiftly for,
For which I carry and plead.

None had taught.
Such wickedness from the start.
In deed, in thought,
My heart was tearing apart.
In vain I fought.
Hoping this pain would depart.
Still no one could tame this wild heart.

The ocean’s deep and thick
My lungs are filling quick.
I scream and flail and kick.
For my heart is truly sick.
I feel the end is near.
Choked up by waves of fear.
Distant, You seem unclear.
Until the Savior nears.

Cut through the night.
My curse and my plight.
Blinded by light.
Holy in white.
My heart didn’t fight.
My heart didn’t fight.
Crushed by the sight.

Shame had taught.
Of all my sin in disgrace.
In love You sought.
To bring me to Your embrace.
My life was bought.
By God in taking my place.
For none could show
Such mercy, love and grace.
Grace!

My heart didn’t fight.
My words at a loss.
Crushed by the sight.
The sight of the Cross.”