Metaphor (Jude 12-13)

The church of Christ was made to be distinct,
So guard this holiness among the saints;
Not formed by man or legalist instinct,
But by the grace of Christ communion makes.

Ungodly men are like a hidden reef,
Or spots and putrid swells of leprosy,
These men are fearless only in their feasts,
You, be a harbor, safe in sanctity.

For they are clouds which never bring the rain,
Not having living water in their souls,
Or as a tree which brings no autumn gain,
In Christ your fruit and water harvest full.

They’re as the swells upon a restless sea,
Who slosh their shame as foam against the shore,
As wayward stars that wander wildly,
Yet you are bound in orbit of our Lord.

They worship lusts to which they are inclined,
And claim that light is in their hearts instilled.
The gravity of God must guard your mind,
And guide our tide to heave within His will.

Their light will perish in eternal gloom,
And burn in fire where no light can cheer.
Yet you, in Christ, shine brighter than the moon,
Let Christ then be the point to which you steer.

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Balaam’s Anarchy (Jude 8-11)

Three types of men of whom we read,
Subverting truth in these three ways:
Ungodly words and thoughts and deeds,
Pretend to grace while license seed,
And from Christ’s kingship turn away.

For they have turned to futile dreams,
In libertine defilement,
Who make their bodies full unclean,
Rebellion is the food they glean,
And on anarchy fully bent,

When Satan comes then to accuse,
Stoop not to disrespect your head,
For Michael, standing for the Jews,
Asked only that the Lord rebuke,
When incensed by what Satan said.

Stoop therefore not as foolish beasts,
Abusing all familiar things,
And always on their lusting feast,
While mocking what they can not see,
Swift judgment on them Jesus brings.

Beware of Cain whose bitterness,
Towards God led him to swiftly kill,
Beware of Balaam and his press,
Beware of Karah’s restlessness,
Licentious anarchy instilled.

Receive the words that Jesus gave,
Acknowledge Him as your true head,
For He alone has power to save,
And free us from rebellion’s grave,
And raise our spirits from the dead.

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.