Let your hearts be broken, not your garments torn.

Turn to the Lord your God again.

We needn’t look careworn.

As we celebrate his everlasting reign.

Who knows if he will not turn again, will not relent.

Will not leave a blessing as he passes.

Leaving us to lament.

However many are our masses.

Proclaim a solemn assembly.

Call the people together.

But will we be granted entry.

And will we be altogether.

Sound the trumpet .

We will be well met .

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Our hearts are broken

But our garments remain whole

And we will still fast

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See Joel 2 : 12-18