Pleasure (Psalm 36:8-12)

You richly fill my wounded, aching soul,
I’m satisfied in all Your pleasures.
You, and only You, can make me full,
To satiate my heart forever.
You know me, as in Eden – stripped away,
The foul and brooding, primal curses,
World’s sensual surfeit scatters, as they day,
Of Your face every sin disperses.
Your purity as a crystal fountain flows,
The genesis of life and cleansing,
The light by which we see comes from Your throne,
Without You, there’s no sense or sensing.

Extend Your loving-kindness to the just,
To those who by Your blood are righteous,
Oh! burst the flood-gates of Your love on us,
And to Your Lordship ever tie us!
God, guard my heart from haughtiness and pride,
Nor let the wicked make me waver,
But let me ever in Your grace abide,
And all Your providences savor.
For pride has caused so many men to fall,
They clinch their fists and then are shattered.
Such reefs the flesh into our life installs,
And all their progeny is scattered.
You bring me safely through these awful snares,
And You have silenced death’s loud clamor,
I try to praise Your grace – so rich, so fair –
But all my skill is but a stammer.

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Called, Loved, and Kept for Glory (Jude 24-25)

The call went out through all the earth,
An arrow shot from Zion’s heights,
To every tribe, and caste, and birth,
“Assemble to the flag of Christ!”
Specifically the summons sent,
The call that no man can resist,
So rally now: His bow is bent,
And Christ’s campaign is imminent.

The love He showed for every man,
Like lightening flashing from the cross,
To save the damned as was His plan,
And sanctify our clinging dross.
A host anointed as His sword,
Called holy by His very mouth,
To overrun all pagan swarms,
As would a whirlwind from the south.

And kept in battle from all harm,
Against the darts of Satan’s hordes,
Defended by His mighty arm,
And guarded by our holy Lord.
For He equipped us for this fight,
And never will release His hold,
And trial’s fire He ignites,
To turn out hearts of clay to gold.

So glory, then, will fall on Him,
For in our weakness He is shown,
His power in us slaying sin,
That glory may be His alone.
And in that long expected day,
From every age, will all the saints,
Before His throne in white arrayed,
All raise His banner and His praise.

Leviticus 9: Eternal Worship

Come gather at the altar and draw near,
It’s the eighth day, Jehovah shall appear.
The idols of your house you must bring here,
And slaughter them to God in sacrifice.
The holy food God gives for you to eat,
The incense of our prayers still repeat,
And hear the benediction Aaron speaks,
Forgiveness, blessing, spoke again in Christ.
His people, church, and holy bride awaits,
To see the glory of their Savior’s face,
And will He come, this Groom, this God, this Grace?
Will yet atonement for their sins suffice?
He comes! With fire, arrayed in holy light!
We are redeemed! In triumph worship Christ!