My mom sent me a text the other day with a lyric idea "return to your strongholds, oh, you prisoners of hope," written by the prophet Zechariah to the Hebrew captives in Babylon (Zechariah 912).
The prisoners of hope,
exiled in a strange land after the fall of Jerusalem,
and yet maintaining an expectation of redemption.
The prisoners of hope,
some of which were born into exile,
the memories of the kingdom passed down through song and lament.
The prisoners of hope,
captivated captives,
reminded of sights yet unseen,
confident in their eventual return from the borders of their captivity.
The prisoners of hope,
imagining a return[…]
