My God! I’ve had it with them!Blow them away!Tumbleweeds in the desert waste,charred sticks in the burned-over ground.Knock the breath right out of them, so they’re gaspingfor breath, gasping, “God.”Bring them to the end of their rope,and leave them there dangling, helpless.Then they’ll learn your name: “God,”the one and only High God on earth.