RUN, OH WRETCHED MAN!

By Yasen Vedrin

(The Copper Bowl)

Run, oh wretched man! Run far away

From the temptations of this world of sin!

It is a gateway to the hell today,

Devouring all the human stench within.

Like righteous Lot, who never turned his eyes,

But left the chains of Sodom far behind,

Let that same Faith within your spirit rise,

So that eternal safety you may find…

Run, oh wretched man! Squeeze every trace

Of your last strength to flee the world's domain,

For human souls are poor in every place,

When crushed by heaps of misery and pain,

Yet they are bright and wealthy in their part,

If Jesus comes inside them to abide,

To bring His comfort to the sorrowed heart,

And heal the Cross where all the fears collided.

Run, oh wretched man! With eerie snares

The godless path is covered and concealed,

And evil’s metal tongs and heavy cares

Have gripped the selfish flesh and will not yield.

But Righteousness alone can save the soul

Through Christ’s pure Blood, poured out to set us free!

Outside of it is worldly chaff and toll!

Within it – God’s own Holy Majesty!

Run, oh wretched man! I pray you, flee

To Mount Sinai’s eternal, sacred crest!

Do not delay a day, a hour to be,

But give your feet to God’s divine behest!

And then, blessed and noble in your soul,

You will become that Holy, faithful deer,

Who stands before the Throne, complete and whole,

With Spirit quenched forever, without fear!