The Fight of Faith

We vie against a lie, my friends,
Against all Satan’s hoards of sin,
We’re called by God then to contend,
A mental fight of faith.

And spare no effort to pursue,
The one who saved and hallowed you,
If strain and sweat could yet renew,
Our passion for the faith.

For now we struggle to embrace,
Our trust in God must be first place,
In passion preach the Father’s grace,
Intense the fight of faith.

This common faith, my friends, we share,
Our trust in God to Him laid bare,
Who dares His judgment not to spare,
And damned who lost their faith.

Thus rest in Christ’s authority,
For rebels lose their liberty,
As did hell’s principalities,
Who fought their primal faith.

Damnation is a horror real,
For every sin will judgment feel,
In penitence, then, humbly kneel,
Renew your fight for faith.

Renew your faith in Jesus Christ,
And trust in Him throughout your life,
Friends, persevere, and fight His fight,
To earn His life by faith.

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Truth and Love (III John part B)

The ministry of love and truth are joined,
So love no lie, or love will be purloined.
And this is love: to walk in God’s commands,
All other laws are hatred and are damned.
For Jesus Christ is God-head from His birth,
And physically incarnate came to earth.
Thus anyone who would this truth deny,
Is not progressive but an anti-Christ.
Do not receive a man who teaches this,
That you not join the error that is his.
He is no brother in our holy faith,
So do not wish him well whose love is fake.
To love him, contradict the lie he tells,
Don’t pat his back while he walks straight to hell.
But those who preach the truth of Jesus Christ,
Should be received as brothers in the fight.
Affirm them, too, in all the truth they speak,
Providing for them well in all their need,
In openness to host your fellow heirs,
With gold, and food, and often offered prayer.
The only way to love is loving truth,
Be that in affirmation or rebuke.

II John 1:1-6: Familial Grace

The Father saves the ones He loves,
To call elect from every nation.
And by foreknowledge, bought with blood,
With confidence in our salvation,
Are grace and truth forever yours,
As one whom God has spoken for.

And like a river running free,
The gospel given to your children
‘Til blooming like a mighty tree,
Two thousand generations bidden,
To worship for eternal years,
The Son on earth when He appears.

And those who grew in brokenness,
As children raised without a father,
Inherit yet God’s righteousness,
And they will drink from living water.
For roses in the desert bloom,
As fair as those the gardener prunes.