Generational Promises (Hebrews 11:20-22)

Cursed be him who curses you,
Blessed be him who blesses you.
The covenant of God succeeds,
To everyone of Abram’s seed.
Isaac, in his faith of to be,
In promises he could not see,
In accident he blessed his son,
Recovered faith when it was done.
And Jacob saw the promise dawn,
With twelve born sons to make him strong,
And dying, bowing over his staff,
He blessed first Ephraim, Manasseh last.
And Joseph trusted and believed,
His children would all one day leave
Their sojourn serving Pharaoh’s hand,
And come into the promised land.
And generations after him,
The Seed descended unto men.
The promised Christ to whom all bow;
Our promised land He’s making now!
The promises to Abraham,
God gives to every faithful man.

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Perseverance of the Faith (Hebrews 10:32-36)

Let not faith grow frailer in growing more old,
But fervent – fermenting like finely-aged wine.
Let pressure of prison and pain make us bold.
The fire of trials makes gold more refined.

Remember the saints who have suffered before,
Those slaughtered and sawed through and set on by beasts.
Courageously they kept the call of the Lord,
And God turned to glory each one of their griefs.

Pursue then the promise of God certainly;
Your faith is the substance of what we received.
And Christ will come quickly, crowned with victory,
To bring back His bride who through all still believes.

The Hands of Judgment (Hebrews 10:23-31)

Hold to the promise we hope in,
Which can not be bended or broken.
Relentlessly hold the confession,
For it’s your most costly possession.
The One who has promised is certain,
And nothing can ever deter Him.

Take cognizance of one another,
To aid in defending your brother.
Unto Godly righteousness guiding,
Not shirking, forsaking, or hiding.
Exhort to the truth ever clearer,
As God’s day of judgment grows nearer.

If you willingly sin not believing,
Though a full knowledge you are receiving,
You’ve forsaken the grace you were given,
There’s no sacrifice left to be given.
But there’s fire prepared for the scoffer,
And wrath that is whetted to slaughter.

Oh tremble before Jesus’ anger!
His judgment is dreadful in danger.
His hands which will harrow the nation,
Are our only hope of salvation:
By those hands every rebel will perish,
By those hands we are lovingly cherished.