Leviticus 24:10-23: Stoning the Rebel

A rebel in the camp,
And rage like dams then broken.
An unrepentant tramp,
His blasphemy is spoken.
Are we not all as he?
Our arrogance our glee,
We love iniquity,
Our faith a feeble token.

With death the punishment,
His witness and his stoning,
Since he would not repent,
He dies with none bemoaning.
Then death should fall on us,
For this is right and just,
The price of hate and lust,
Our goodness not atoning.

Then sinning has this price:
Both death and then damnation;
The law of life for life,
For man of any station.
Is there yet some release,
To cleanse our blasphemies?
Yes, Jesus our high-priest,
Has died for our salvation.

And taking Him outside,
My sin to Him equated,
And there He bled and died,
And justice vindicated.
And I, the rebel, cleansed,
Forgiveness from my sins,
Returning praise to Him,
For grace that He created.

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