Acceptance and Justice (Acts 6:1-7)

All men crave acceptance,
And that is why God made the Church,
To love and serve all people,
Regardless of their wealth or birth.

Yet from its first conception,
The Church has failed in doing this,
But in discrimination,
Neglected many who were His.

Yet be not quick in judgment,
When Christian brothers injure us,
Let grace be first extended,
In imitation of Jesus.

For no one can be perfect;
Yourself be quick to take rebuke.
Remember that your interests,
Are bound up in your brothers’ too.

So when your rights are trampled,
Will you commit yourself more sin?
Or giving and forgiving,
The world to Jesus’ Spirit win.

Unripened Fields (John 4:7-42)

All banded tight together in defense,
In comradeship against defilement,
Begrudgingly among Samaritans,
They hoped the food they bought was clean for them.
Alone, so no one else could witness her,
As she made profit from adultery,
She seeks the well at noon, when men will thirst,
But found a prophet waiting for a drink.
With thirst and hunger as His company,
Though capable of making meat and wine,
His water giving moral purity,
His bread for breaking prejudicial lines.
Yet Jesus preached among unripened fields,
And with His words, a mighty harvest yields.

Sacrifice Your Precious Son (Hebrews 11:17-19)

“Go and take your precious son,
Born by your barren wife,
And on the hill that I will show,
Slay him in sacrifice.”
“Wait here to keep the caravan,
The boy and I alone,
Will go and will return to you,
When sacrifice is done.”
“There is no lamb, O father, why?
You tie my hands and feet.
I trust that you have heard the Lord,
Submitting willingly.”
“Lay not your hand upon the lad,
And stay your thirsty knife!
Behold the ram prepared for you,
Make him your sacrifice!”

“Go to earth, my precious Son,
And veil yourself in flesh.
And on the hill that I will show,
They will put You to death.”
“Wait here, while I will kneel and pray,
Keep watch and be alert,
For I will go away and die,
But surely I’ll return!”
“I am the lamb, O Father, see,
They pierced my hands and feet.
I trust you! I will drink this cup,
Though You’ve forsaken me.”
“Lay not your hand upon my Son!
Oh Death, release your prey!
Arise, Beloved, We have won,
Christ conquered Sin and Grave!”