With My last feast there was of My life-giving bread in abundance, but many have chosen to eat of the worldly death.
For centuries they have eaten the false word of an illusion-Jew,
impoverished and great is the world’s spiritual need now.
With feet of lead many a soul is now turning to his everlasting death.
But a song of praise will unanimously resound from Zion,
there is nothing of the world which can lure and beckon them anymore.
They drunk themselves full of My holy wine,
from My own table it was poured for them in abundance.
Holy, holy will their voices resound forever,
and holy their faces will shine to many nations.