This Miraculous Son (I Samuel 1:12-28)

When I fasted in mourning and cried,
While my rival provoked me to grief,
And the man that I love chose to chide,
Since I would not drink, nor would I eat.

Though undrinking, rebuked as if drunk,
By the war-weary priest of the Lord,
By this final rebuke I am stung,
Yet still I’ll be gracious in word.

Now I cast off my sorrowful face.
Having faith that God heard my request.
And He gave me a son by His grace,
Evermore His great name will I bless.

May your soul live! Sir, I was the one,
Who had prayed at your feet in her tears.
Now behold this miraculous son!
He will worship God all of his years.

Chastening (Hebrews 12:8-11)

O sons of God, rejoice!
And heed your Father’s voice,
For He is perfect when He trains.
And when He bares His rod,
It brings us close to God,
And molds us after Jesus’ name.

O sons of God, rejoice!
Though chastening will sting,
For so our earthly fathers see,
To profit us through pain,
Maturity to gain,
Yet Jesus chastens perfectly.

O sons of God, rejoice!
When you feel God’s reproach,
For wounds of love are meant to heal.
Bur Jesus paid the price,
With blood poured from his stripes,
True judgment we will never feel.

Fatherland (Hebrews 11:12-16)

Extravagant hope in the face of impossible odds,
Refusing to doubt; having faith in the promise of God.
The saints, staying faithful did not see the promise fulfilled,
In searching for something; a country, a place to call home.
Though many were mocked at; some died, and some others were killed,
But all lived in longing, and ever nomadic they roamed.
But Christ has prepared an extravagant city above,
A palace for each of His brothers, those washed in His blood.
So live as a pilgrim; an alien here on this earth,
Though you may be martyred for spurning the World’s many lusts,
But you are a patriot only to heaven by birth,
And Jesus is proud to be called God by those He calls just.
Extravagant grace to the numberless saints of our God,
Haste day when in heaven we join in ineffable laud!