Psalm 28: Answered Prayer

“It’s unto Thee, O Lord, my rock, I call,
My anchor point my guide, my All in All.
Do not be silent, Lord, regarding me,
Lest like the wicked I’m cut off from Thee.
Could I exalt Thee if I fall to death?
Or tell Thy glory if I have no breath?
Oh! Listen, Lord, unto my cry to thee,
For to Thy temple I have made my plea,
And save me from the ways of wicked men,
For they are sold completely to their sin.
But deal with them as they have dealt with Thee,
For they rebuke Thee with impunity.”
Ah! He has silenced all the wicked men!
He heard the prayer that I made to Him!
The Lord I bless – my strength, my shield, my trust,
He has my heart, who helped me from the dust.
And all His people with His strength are filled,
His strength which is on His anointed spilled.
And in that power from faith to faith we go,
To make salvations from our every foe.
Then make Thy people safe from foe and sin.
And bless Thine own inheritance in them,
Provide for them through each and every need,
And carry them into eternity.

Luke 20:9-16: The Parable of the Tenants

(To the Tune of “The Star of the County Down)

Once there lived a man,
With a piece of land,
And he planted a vineyard there,
And let this vintage,
As a tenantage,
And left it in the tenants’ care.

“I am coming soon,
On the harvest moon,
For a taste of my finest wine,
You may live here free,
If you give to me,
But a taste of what’s really mine.”

But when harvest came,
And the owner’s claim,
Was rebuffed by the tenants’ hand,
And his servants they,
Wounded, hurt, and slayed,
Who were sent to their master’s land.

“You may come back soon,
On the harvest moon,
And demand for a taste of wine,
Yet we take for free,
We refuse your fee,
What was yours now I claim as mine.”

Finally who would come,
But the owner’s son,
To request of his father’s land,
But the tenants rise,
And with plans devise,
And slew him with their wicked hands.

“I a coming soon,
On the bloodied moon,
For those who took away my wine,
And the rebels’ rent
Is in judgment spent,
If you keep what is really mine.”

You were given land,
At the Father’s hand,
So remember that all is His,
As a renter keep,
Not as owner reaps,
But in thanks for what Jesus gives.

“I a coming soon,
On the bloodied moon,
For those who took away my wine,
And the rebels’ rent
Is in judgment spent,
If you keep what is really mine.”

Leviticus 26:14-46: Covenant Curses

Cursed are those who disobey:
With sweat and bleeding pain,
With thorns all they will reap,
With darkness in the day,
The clouds their rain will keep.

Cursed are those who disobey:
And they shall walk in fear,
With ravaging of beasts,
With sickness ever near,
When harvesting will cease.

Cursed are those who disobey:
The Lord shall send distress,
Who rouse His furious rage,
Will eat their children’s flesh,
In desolation razed.

Cursed are those who disobey:
Who challenge what God loves,
The holy desecrate,
His graciousness rebuffed,
They’ll see His holy hate.

Cursed are those who disobey:
Destroyed by foreign foes,
They’ll flee though none pursue,
Their blood in ravage flows,
Their seed God will dilute.

Cursed are those who disobey:
Is that not all of us?
Who break the Law of God,
Who never can be just,
Deserve His dreadful rod?

Cursed are those who disobey:
But Jesus took the curse,
With thorns, and sweat, and blood,
And darkness on the earth,
To take the wrath of God.

Cursed are those who disobey:
But humble then your heart,
Confess your sordid sins,
Forgiveness He imparts,
To those who trust in Him.

Cursed are those who disobey:
Yet He now counts us blessed,
Removing all our sins,
In righteousness now dressed,
Acceptable to Him.

Then you will take the land,
With children your reward,
Accepted from His hand,
A blessing from the Lord.