Today slips through our grasp,
How many do we have?
A sense of our mortality,
Would drive us on in urgency.
We number all our days,
And wisdom comes to stay,
How soon will come our final breath?
Who knows the hour of their death?
With death the litmus test,
To hell or heaven pressed,
And in that moment transferred then,
To life, or torture for their sin.
And the most gruesome death,
Forgotten by what’s next,
Cast off in fullest ecstasy,
Or swallowed up in agony.
Yet words will not suffice,
For those in paradise.
A thief returns to Eden’s arms,
The real of every shadowed charm.
Our mask of sin dissolved,
Our understanding solved,
All left to us is the new man,
That God has molded with his hands.
This garden He has grown,
Before His awesome throne,
Was cultivated for our sakes,
For love and grace He now creates.
The joy the Father gives,
Eternal we shall live,
The center of our joy we spy:
Or risen Lord, our Savior, Christ!
The nations rage, and rulers plot their gain,
A certainty of suffering we own,
Since they for pride have all the prophets slain –
They murdered Abel and had Stephen stoned –
And yet we serve a sovereign, loving God,
Who authored history to His plan and will,
The schemes of man are then a mere facade,
Rebellion served Him when it Jesus killed.
There is no rival to His rule imposed,
He does not struggle to sustain His throne.
Creating all, all serve – His friends, His foes,
All accidentally make His glory known.
The nations’ plots and threats, and treachery,
Do but the will that God ordained to be.
Do not deceive yourself, my friend,
This world will fall apart,
Decaying from within by it’s own sin,
Therefore prepare your heart.
There is no system ever made,
That is too big to fail,
All kings collapse, all empires razed,
Before God all will pale.
The sword of God will come to clean,
In judgment on the world,
All conquered by the mighty King,
All ruled then by His word.
Be sure, your government will fall,
So make your heart prepared,
Your heart set on the Lord of all,
And don’t bow to despair.
This is no reason, then, to fear,
A falling house of cards,
The judgment of the Lord will clear,
The worldliness of heart.
The wrath of God when thus displayed,
Will show His majesty,
When worldly kings are full dismayed,
He’s shown the greater King.