Psalm 91: Needy

Why is this world so torn and bloody?
Are not all men with refuse muddied?
Can any find security?
Can we escape from tragedy?
No matter what your status is,
You may with worldly wealth be rich,
But ultimately you are poor:
In dire need of Christ the Lord.
Without His aid we can not live,
We terror in what night may give.
We fear both sun and moon alike.
We dread the darkness and the light.
But if you dwell under God’s wings,
And trust in Him to refuge bring,
No evil can stand in your way,
Nor plague over your crops hold sway.
His angels, too, will care for you,
And keep you from the world’s abuse.
Your foot will not be dashed or pierced,
But trample snakes and lions fierce.
For Jesus loves me, and He saves,
He rescued me, and called my name.
He honors me – repulsive me!
He grants me live eternally.
He wishes but my adoration,
For this He shows me His salvation.

I Peter 2:13-17: Civil Disobedience

Then what is a Christian to do,
If submission would slander the truth?
Submit “on account of the Lord,”
Then what if His laws are deplored?
When kings who well should,
Protect what is good,
Instead only evil reward?

God’s will is to silence His foes,
Be sure then He will interpose.
If good works and preaching will fail,
Then do not loose heart or turn pale,
We could disobey,
Or else flee away,
Yet what does our freedom entail?

Our good works we do as free-men,
As servants to God not to sin.
You’re free then to disobey man,
Yet graciously as God commands.
Then always do right,
In fight or in flight,
For we must serve God and not man.

I Peter 2:11-15

As pilgrims and migrants abstain,
War with the lusts of the flesh.
Our weapons unworldly will gain,
Love from the Lord we posses.

Non-Christians will always accuse,
Vilest affronts to our head.
Yet by the good works that we do,
They may exalt God instead.

Conduct then with honor you deeds,
They will observe and take heed.
Submit, for the Lord’s sake, to these,
Governors, judges, and kings.

Authority comes from the Lord,
Thus God appointed these men.
To wicked they draw out a sword,
Goodness they praise and commend.

For this is the will of our God,
Goodness and love be our rule.
Thus showing man’s falsehood facade,
Silencing ignorant fools.