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.
The Word of God goes out to all,
That “You shall surely die.”
On human-kind His judgments fall,
With death-damnation from on high.
On those who worship demon-gods,
And kill their children for a fraud,
On those who steal their neighbor’s wife,
On those who take their brother’s life,
On those who curse in blasphemy,
On those who slander – treachery,
On those who sell a man as slave,
Or work upon the day He gave,
On those who would their parents curse,
On those who seek another’s purse,
And even on the lustful one,
Or he who hates his mother’s son,
Or he who serves his mind and heart,
Or from divining truth imparts,
Or he who lies once with with his tongue,
Or he who serves his food and fun:
Yes! All rebellion from the Lord,
And all deserves His dreadful Sword!
And God will judge the evil man,
And nations who won’t give His ban,
And kill the people who ignore,
The Law that comes straight from the Lord.
O! Dreadful truth: none life deserve.
Then why is yet my life preserved?
But is a ransom made for me?
And blood to give me sanctity?
Yes, Jesus Christ my price has paid,
And for my life, His life He gave.
And grace was given, sin erased.
I sing! No fear before His face.