Leviticus 23: Typological Rest

Every rest that Christ commanded,
Points as types and shadows,
To the rest in Christ now branded,
Of the days He hallowed.

Rest then showing our salvation,
Not by works receiving,
Trusting God against damnation,
In His grace believing.

Too, remember His creation,
Trumpets shrilly singing,
Keep yourselves – His holy nation,
He His kingdom bringing.

Keep your words and ways then humble,
Resting in His working,
These two things would make you stumble,
Christ atonement birthing.

And the harvest celebration,
All in tents are dwelling,
Showing Jesus’ incarnation,
Decadence dispelling.

Joy before the Lord displaying,
We the fruits He gathered,
Worship – joyous music playing,
Thanks to God the Father!

Resting in His many graces,
In your dwellings praise Him.
Keep His rest in all your places,
Every house embrace Him!

When Christmas Turns to Bedlam

When Christmas turns to Bedlam,
And Bethlehem to hatred,
With chaos and oblivion,
And tempers all inflated.
When peace gives way to lying,
When sin consumes all living,
When closest kin are dying,
Is God His grace still giving?
Oh! Seek the Lord in prayer,
For He gives peace in Bedlam,
He conquered the Dismayer,
When He was born in Bedlam.
So trust Him and obey his word,
Renew you wonder at His birth.

Isaiah 40: Comfort

Give comfort here to keep,
Your warfare is complete,
The martial foes are leveled low,
All darkness Christ defeats.

Give comfort – clearly said,
Your putrid sins have fled,
Forever past your saving lasts,
For dying now is dead.

Give comfort, joy and kind,
This double portion – mine!
I bless my King, salvation sing,
For Him I only pine.

Let voices vent in fens,
In deserts raise the hymn:
“Prepare a way; your paths make straight,
Jehovah comes to men!”

His glory is revealed,
As infant-voicing peeled,
All flesh shall see eternity,
The Word of God congealed.

Prepare to see His face,
Who put the world in place,
Move mountains great, vast valleys raise,
All leveled in His grace.

The Word became a man.
The Word forever stands.
With voices keen: the Word is seen.
Himself dared sin He damns!