What mean these proud buildings now in disrepair?    

Illusions of grandeur in exile, in denial of The Great Rejection.

By trust in the diminished gospel, slaves remain slaves and dreamers stop dreaming.

The narrative punctured, deflated by the pie in the sky opiate.

Replacementist blind guides herd their controlled ones.

Well away from the danger of the knife of Abraham.

Guarding those lawless foreskins with their hireling hearts.

A real Joseph, though veiled in Egyptian cotton, restored to his father.

Not one of the lost sheep of Israel will be left behind.

A happy ending.  A richer promise.