After a State of the Union address four chapters long, Isaiah picks up his guitar and begins to strum. Maybe he could regather the waning attention of his audience with a song.
He sings as a lover would to a wandering heart. By the third verse, the tone is plaintive, the key minor. In riveting poetry, Isaiah pours out the passion of the Almighty towards His erring people. Would his song capture our hearts and change our ways today?