Ethereal Scourge - Earthshaker Lyrics

saith the lord
with sympathy stirred
i'll not execute my wrath
i'll not again destroy ephraim
for i am god and not man
the holy one in your midst
with terror i will not come
i will ransom them
from the power of the grave
from the hand of sheol
. . . redeemed
o death
i will be your plagues
o grave
i will be your demise