To Men From Mighty Nations Come

To men from mighty nations come,
Where men are full of greed,
Where demons dance and breed,
Where affluence and idols home:
In short a country dead in sins,
Of pride, adultery,
Of hate, and sorcery,
For them I now take up my pen:
To saints entrenched in holy war,
Who worldlings seek to mold,
In sins both new and old,
Those battered, bruised, and battle-sore,
Who fight for God for all their life,
This fight from start of man,
In every time and land,
That culminated with our Christ:
My brothers, you are Jesus’ bride,
You are not of the world,
You serve another lord,
They have no power of your lives.
For He has given life to you,
And with His Spirit filled,
When your old man was killed,
So Christ Himself will see you through.
You need not fear the plots of man,
But fear the Lord your God,
With honor and with love,
Who died for you when you were damned.
Such love, such grace, such sacrifice!
What demon poses threat?
Or who renews our debt?
Who dare declare He not suffice?
The devil must bow down to Him,
His name placed on your life,
That name of Jesus Christ,
Which gathers truth and purges sin.
God’s love endures though demons rage,
Though men still hate and boast,
Possessed by Satan’s hosts,
And thus pervert the world God made.
Then serve the Lord and love His bride,
Renew your mind in Him,
His grace to cleanse your sin,
And trusting Him to sanctify.
We trust that as He saves our souls,
He seeks to, by His church,
Transform this sinful earth,
His glory then our only goal.

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Everlasting Loving-Kindness (Psalm 136)

When God first formed the earth from darkest void:
When first the stars in choir sang for joy:
When primal light by His word was employed:
The loving-kindness of the Lord endures.

When morning sun awakes in breaking day:
When oceans crash in waves of foaming spray:
When Autumn frost on new-mown valleys lay:
The loving-kindness of the Lord endures.

When men of God were bowed in great distress:
When wicked cursed them, killed them, and oppressed:
When many sealed their martyrdom in death:
The loving-kindness of the Lord endures.

When some were served in pieces to the beasts:
When some were burned for what our Jesus preached:
When their dead corpses choked out every street:
The loving-kindness of the Lord endures.

When we are killed for preaching Jesus’ name:
When we escape to preach again the same:
When men convert or curse us to our shame:
The loving-kindness of the Lord endures.

When Egypt felt the very wrath of God:
When Babylon was smote down by His rod:
When Rome was razed unto the very sod:
The loving-kindness of the Lord endures.

When Lucifer was cast down from the stars:
When the Red Sea’s great waters split apart:
When Peter walked out free from prison bars:
The loving-kindness of the Lord endures.

When once we wandered in the wilderness:
When we were fed with bread from heaven blessed:
When God used pain to teach us righteousness:
The loving-kindness of the Lord endures.

When God the Son in death bowed down His head:
When earth and heaven trembled in their dread:
When Jesus rose victorious from the dead:
The loving-kindness of the Lord endures.

When He wrote our names in His Book of Life:
When he betrothed us as the Bride of Christ:
When we experience times of joy or strife:
The loving-kindness of the Lord endures.

Sacrificial Love (I John 3:10-19)

The natural state of man is hate,
And native to our evil,
Imbondaged then and slaves to sin,
The primal state of people.

Yet we have seen Him intervene,
To sow His love within us,
That Gospel seed now blooming green,
And molds us after Jesus.

By this alone His saint are known,
By love alone distinguished,
Though man may try to live a lie,
Sin Christ alone extinguished.

They are the same as wicked Cain,
Who murdered his own brother,
He could not purge the evil urge,
Since by the devil fathered.

Set not your ways to worldly praise,
But to your father sacred,
What you pursue, they will eschew,
The world will bear you hatred.

This breath of hate will death create,
And everlasting dieing.
But He has saved us from the grave,
And by His love reviving.

Impassioned love, an active love,
We bear for every brother,
Our very life His sacrifice,
And in His love we’re covered.

For hate the seed to murder leads,
But we must die for others,
Like Christ then called, to love men all,
Who turned us into lovers.

But if you see a brother’s need,
Have means, but do not aid him,
Can love abide or is there Christ?
No, you have just betrayed Him.

As we have heard, love not with words,
In work and truth appearing,
Which will arise through sacrifice,
To face Him without fearing.