To Men From Mighty Nations Come

To men from mighty nations come,
Where men are full of greed,
Where demons dance and breed,
Where affluence and idols home:
In short a country dead in sins,
Of pride, adultery,
Of hate, and sorcery,
For them I now take up my pen:
To saints entrenched in holy war,
Who worldlings seek to mold,
In sins both new and old,
Those battered, bruised, and battle-sore,
Who fight for God for all their life,
This fight from start of man,
In every time and land,
That culminated with our Christ:
My brothers, you are Jesus’ bride,
You are not of the world,
You serve another lord,
They have no power of your lives.
For He has given life to you,
And with His Spirit filled,
When your old man was killed,
So Christ Himself will see you through.
You need not fear the plots of man,
But fear the Lord your God,
With honor and with love,
Who died for you when you were damned.
Such love, such grace, such sacrifice!
What demon poses threat?
Or who renews our debt?
Who dare declare He not suffice?
The devil must bow down to Him,
His name placed on your life,
That name of Jesus Christ,
Which gathers truth and purges sin.
God’s love endures though demons rage,
Though men still hate and boast,
Possessed by Satan’s hosts,
And thus pervert the world God made.
Then serve the Lord and love His bride,
Renew your mind in Him,
His grace to cleanse your sin,
And trusting Him to sanctify.
We trust that as He saves our souls,
He seeks to, by His church,
Transform this sinful earth,
His glory then our only goal.

The Fight of Faith

We vie against a lie, my friends,
Against all Satan’s hoards of sin,
We’re called by God then to contend,
A mental fight of faith.

And spare no effort to pursue,
The one who saved and hallowed you,
If strain and sweat could yet renew,
Our passion for the faith.

For now we struggle to embrace,
Our trust in God must be first place,
In passion preach the Father’s grace,
Intense the fight of faith.

This common faith, my friends, we share,
Our trust in God to Him laid bare,
Who dares His judgment not to spare,
And damned who lost their faith.

Thus rest in Christ’s authority,
For rebels lose their liberty,
As did hell’s principalities,
Who fought their primal faith.

Damnation is a horror real,
For every sin will judgment feel,
In penitence, then, humbly kneel,
Renew your fight for faith.

Renew your faith in Jesus Christ,
And trust in Him throughout your life,
Friends, persevere, and fight His fight,
To earn His life by faith.