The book of Obadiah is the shortest book of the Old Testament.

But its warning is heavy: pride cannot hide from the Lord.

High in the cliffs, they made their throne

Stone above the valley

They said, “Who can bring us down?”

With no fear in their eyes

But the Lord saw every hidden thing

Every boast, every violence

Every brother left to bleed

Under Edom’s silent sky

They stood aside

When the city burned

They watched the gates fall open

And never turned

Though they build their nest among the stars

He will bring them down

Though they climb where eagles are

He will bring them down

Pride may rise on mountain stone

But it cannot keep the crown

They should not have rejoiced that day

When Judah drank the sorrow

They should not have spoken proud

When Jerusalem was torn

They should not have entered in

To take what grief had broken

They should not have handed over

Those who ran before the storm

For the day of the Lord draws near

Upon every nation

And every seed of violence

Will meet its own repayment

Though they build their nest among the stars

He will bring them down

Though they climb where eagles are

He will bring them down

Pride may rise on mountain stone

But it cannot keep the crown

As they have done, it shall be done

He will bring them down

But on Mount Zion there shall be

Deliverance and fire

The house of Jacob will return

From ashes to desire

The stolen fields will bloom again

The scattered ones come home

And every throne of arrogance

Will answer to His own

Though they build their nest among the stars

He will bring them down

Though they climb where eagles are

He will bring them down

But Zion shall be holy

And mercy shall be found

The kingdom shall be the LORD’s

When every pride comes down

The mountain of the proud will fall

The wounded shall be restored

And after every nation shakes

The kingdom is the LORD’s