Another Midrash

LORD, You are creator of man, and beast. You are supreme above all other living things. You make the waves, and they do not transgress the bounds. They are turbulent, and rage, and destroy, for LORD, You are wrathful with the sons of men. They have transgressed Your holy covenant, and taught mankind to speak lies. Where shall the seed of the blessed reside? Is it not in your golden palaces and streets? Shall they drink the honeycomb and milk? Shall they eat the bread, the manna from heaven? Shall they drink the waters which are alive? Shall they eat the fruit of life? Yes, LORD, if they continue in well doing, and doing what is good. They shall have a spirit to call upon You. If not, they shall forget You and Your law, and cast it behind them. Their conscience shall be seared, and they will be lionesses searching for prey, and dogs eating the dung, and tearing the bodies in the war. They shall be the fowl above, the vultures and eagles, eating the strings of bloody carrion, which lay rotten from the dead waste. That shall be the inheritance of those who dishonor Your statutes and make not the Law their delight.