Oh volk weeping there in the darkness, yes weeping and gnashing in pain. There is a lamp that shines, but few want to rejoice in the light thereof.  

Oh when will the night be over and when will the suffering of Jerusalem be long enough? When will Sion stand completely freed?

On that day she will rejoice so much in the return of YaHWeshua. On His snow white stallion she will ride with Him and nestle tightly against His chest.

In His love song, her Savior will compliment her softly. He will sing: Oh Sion, you alone, you are the bride for Me. Only for your sake I will shorten the time and for you the period will soon be over.

But know, oh volk, weeping in the ignorance of your darkness, which is now gliding, dangerously dark, across the entire world. There is a Sword that cuts sharply on both sides.

So, there was a lamp that shined for you. Yes, a lamp in which almost nobody wanted to rejoice and it was My Word, which will now cut mercilessly on both sides.