In the year that Christ was Crucified, He prophesied. In that year Caiaphas was the High Priest, he prophesied too about the substitutionary salvation of the Messiah.
Israel was a chosen race, called by God. There were a people with uncommon grace. But this covenant was dependent on being obedient.
Uzziah was a great king of Judah. He had followed the Lord from his youth. He knew the Word. God had blessed his loyalty. He was by many accounts the greatest king since Solomon.
After Elijah was taken bodily into heaven, the double portion of his Spirit came upon Elisha, who witnessed his rapture first hand.
Ahab married a pagan queen called Jezebel. She was a dominating female. She vented her spleen of idolatry on Israel. The whole nation fell into the error of Baal worship. Not Elijah.
He called for a showdown with Baal’s prophets. To offer a sacrifice that must be divinely consumed by fire. Elijah called for this contest according to a God-given vision.
The fiery consumption of the evening oblation soon vindicated the prophet that came by revelation. And those who came by their own volition paid the ultimate price for their indiscretion.
Balaam was a true prophet
Who knew the ways of God
One day Moab’s king beckoned
And asked to know God’s word
About an itinerant people swarming
His borders – fearing swamping
Balaam consulted the Lord
Who told him to bless not curse
The rabble were a chosen people
Abraham seed and favoured thus
Balak the king was disappointed
He hoped Balaam would use the Spirit
To pronounce destruction on the few
He sent messengers of a greater hue
With better promises of reward
If only Balaam would be froward
Balaam consulted God again
Had God spoken at first in vain?
God changed his mind-asked him to go
With the emissaries of the dubious king
Second command was not His perfect will
For Balaam’s obedient ass soon stood still
Seeing a shining angel with a sword
Blocking off the path of a greedy prophet
Who for reward wanted God to change
His Word for the benefit of his surfeit
God’s first command is always right
To resist that is to prepare for a fight
Where the Head goes so the body does
Where the Head is the Word and the Lord
So His people made up of flesh and blood
Are people whose veins throb with His Word
The love of such is held by a strong chord
A seven strand one that defies peril and sword
They follow the Master not for mere bread
And so will not depart for hunger’s dread
Or for miracles or wonders that spin the head
Like Peter they know He has the Word of Life
His holy precepts then are an end to all strife
The Bride is bound to Christ by His Word
Which has become hers as she is His flesh
The Head has ascended and so the body will
Unity of Word and Bride is the Father’s will