The night before, the prophet’s mouth was opened No longer silent, for the Word of God came to him As surely as I live, those left in the ruins will fall by the sword I will make her land a desolate waste, and her proud strength will come to an end Then came a man Who fled Jerusalem Dread dripped from his lips Hear the poor survivor’s cry! Fallen! The City Has Fallen! Woe! Fallen! Jerusalem’s Fallen! Woe! The night before, the prophet’s mouth was opened No longer silent, for the Word of God came to him You eat meat with the blood and look to your idols, should you possess the land? You rely on your sword, do detestable things, and defile your neighbor’s wife Then came a man Who fled Jerusalem Dread dripped from his lips Hear the poor survivor’s cry! Fallen! The City Has Fallen! Woe! Fallen! Jerusalem’s Fallen! Woe! The night before, the prophet’s mouth was opened No longer silent, for the Word of God came to him The mountains of Israel will become desolate so that no one will cross them Then they will know that I am the Lord, when I have made the land a desolate waste Then came a man Who fled Jerusalem Dread dripped from his lips Hear the poor survivor’s cry! Fallen! The City Has Fallen! Woe! Fallen! Jerusalem’s Fallen! Woe!