Both king and culture make commands,
That citizens obey their rules.
To disobey: the king will damn,
And culture will call you a fool.
And were not both ordained of God?
Then live in king and culture both.
So live at peace with in their laws,
And never needless rock the boat.
Remembering through all of this,
You have another King to serve,
And you’ve a culture that is His,
And always this you must preserve.
You are no slave of worldly ways.
When they negate the gospel’s truth,
Then you must stand, strong and unfazed,
And trust that God will work through you.
For customs curtsey to great kings,
And we are citizens through Him.
So He may call us not to sing,
When culture plays its market-hymn.
Yet never lightly does He call,
And never lightly should we act,
Though kings will boil you in gall,
And by the culture you are sacked.
We have no promise of our ease,
But we will suffer for His sake.
Though never marked in history,
As heroes, or as martyrs great.
But when He calls you to subvert,
Remember this through suffering:
That He has suffered for you first.
Obedience will praise the King.