Adaptation of Isaiah 17:9-11

We act as if we are dead set
On making our strong cities turn
To abandoned woods and mountaintops,
Dwellings of desolation with no regard
For the Lord our God. We have forgotten
In foolish folly the God of our salvation
And have failed to remember the righteousness
Of the Rock of our strength, on which
We were built and by which our defenses bolstered.
O Israel, O nations, (O America the Beautiful,)
You have planted but the harvest has vanished,
And you are left diseased and in incurable pain.