Corporate Holiness

That spark of light, or fitful flash of flame,
When it ignites, a room of dark is tamed.
And Christian faith – illumined by God’s word,
Has power to stay God’s wrath when it is stirred.
For even Lot – called holy by the Lord,
In Sodom brought delay of judgment’s sword.
For by that man who looks to God in faith,
Jehovah’s hand of wrath is held in place.
The children of that man are holy then,
To God above, and are brought close to Him.
As holy, then, salvation not declared,
But close to Him and of His people there.
This is the place where sinful man comes clean:
Jehovah’s grace which flows from you and me.
Do not take lightly what’s been given you,
This holy light which in your life shines through.
It pushes back the darkness of our sin.
Do not be lax but take advantage then,
Of this great might – God’s holiness endued,
Ignite that light in those most close to you.

Advertisements

Condemnation (Romans 8:1-17)

A God who has condemned us with His law,
Demanding nothing but perfection.
Like beasts we plead for life; we thrash, we claw,
No hope for mercy or protection.

A God who has condemned Himself instead,
Enduring even crucifixion,
And then is resurrected from the dead,
To free us of our sin-addiction.

Then where is condemnation? It is gone,
For who condemns what God’s forgiven?
So we are free through Jesus’ work alone,
Renewed, our mind is Spirit-driven.

Our flesh, though dead in rotten, rebel sin,
Is now infused with life in Spirit,
He pulls our minds away from lusts of men,
And speaks God’s word that we may hear it.

We’re saved! And yet the Spirit works again,
After He gives us Jesus’ merit,
He changes us, adopting us to Him,
That we the living God inherit!

Deliverance (Psalm 40:8-17)

Why would I contend with the Lord, the All-Great?
Opposing His providence over the earth?
For it is Your good pleasure, not nebulous fate,
You’re personal, faithful, in all of Your works.

I was not ashamed to announce this the same,
Declaring Your love, and salvation, and truth –
How righteous, how gracious, how worthy Your name!
I glorify You though Your own attributes.

Without Your compassion – how desperate my plight!
My self-fashioned demons would swallow me whole.
I’m drowning, defeated, unable to fight,
I’m desperately pleading: deliver my soul!

Abandon me not! For my courage has failed,
I abandon myself to the cause of Your praise.
Apart from your aid I’d have never prevailed,
This flood of iniquity drown in Your grace!

You’re seated with power, with host to attend,
The might of Your armies no man’s eyes can see:
The myriad warriors deployed to defend,
These angels arrayed and Your bright panoply.

You’re pleased to deliver Your saints from distress,
You love to deploy Your battalions to save.
I pray then You hear me in Your righteousness,
Demolish those men who against You yet rave!

Let the saints of the Lord raise a victory cheer!
Extol all His greatness, and revel in Him.
Let that promise of triumph expel all my fear,
And bolster me now while I struggle with sin.