Psht to that

O! Ye faithless tribes
of chosen ones! Hearken
thine hardening hearts to
abominate the lord once more
in your practices and longings,
and surely the lord will smite
you yet again one more time! Then
reeling, smitten with the lord
as usual (all that abomination
stuff's a tiff pose at best), you
will lift your eyes from the desolate
wasteland and rejoice to find it
bountiful. I love the lord! You
will cry. The lord is adorable!
Then some jerk might be like well
why don't you act like it more
often? Psht, you'll dismiss. If
this one knew the lord truly,
they would know. Hearken not
to such false-wise scolds! Loving
their act more. You will know them
because they love fruit! More than
tree, or root which they know not
much. Act is easy for all to see, 
so do. Pose is easier still. Strike 
a vogue pose and all will know 
how you stance! These things smite
not us. We are smitten more deeply
in mind, heart and pants.