Successor Intercessor

Some say we need no Intercessor
To stand between a holy God and man
For the Cross cleanses the trangressor
And that is the entirety of salvation’s plan

A look at the Old Testament shadow
Would make such a believer furrow
Brow in consternation for ‎Mosaic pattern
Reveals details in a palette most modern

In the ancient Testament the worshipper
Sacrificed a Lamb – dying in His sinful stead
Sins were covered-from Divine wrath delivered
Still the High Priest entered the holiest once a year
With blood ‎interceding for the people with fear

Now Christ is the Lamb slain for our sacrifice
And past sins have been bleached into remission
Yet He intercedes upon our daily confession
With His Own blood in the holiest of heaven
A High Priest toiling till we are free from leaven

 

 

A Prophet Like Unto Moses

Moses thus commissioned went to Pharaoh
With his message of Exodus and Jewish liberation
As prophesied, Egypt’s ruler did not budge
For God had destined a time of tribulation
To show His power can cure bondage’s scourge

Plague after plague descended on Egypt
Yet she persisted, energized by stubborn will
And death-seeking defiance, dance of the crypt

Soon there was blood on the Nile
A sudden hail of flies, frogs and locusts
A rain of destruction on livestock
‎ Three days of darkness in the land of the cursed
With light in Hebrew Goshen-still defiance bossed
Till the last plague-death of all first born at dawn

The nation of Israel went on their merry way
With gold and silver jewels their severance pay
‎The Egyptians were eager to retire them early
Only at end of their toils were they treated fairly

The marching band, Canaan-bound ‎soon halted
The path God chose led through the foaming sea
Behind lurked a wistful king leading a racing army
To reclaim the departing whom they had set free

What would Moses do in this siege of pain?
Midst murmuring and tears, God asked him to speak
The waters fled for dread and Israel walked on sea bed
Pursuers followed, hoping to prey on the weak
Moses closed the sea path and predators floated
Bloated bodies ‎that Israel in victory ballads noted

They camped around the bitter waters of Marah
No one could drink in this wasting wilderness
Moses sweetened it, it was God’s tenderness

They fed on manna, heaven-baked angels’ food
When they lusted for meat, He rained birds
‎In this Exodus, God provided all things good

Moses was unlike any other prophet
Not for him the fading dream or clear vision
God spoke to him from lip to ear, direct and clear
‎He was a Divine Law-giver ordained to his nation

When Israel sinned and God threatened destruction
Moses offered himself to die instead of his nation
He felt it was better he perished ‎than all he cherished
God spared Israel and accepted his intercession

Centuries later, Christ the Law-giver of Mount Olives
Died to save His elect nation from Divine wrath
Sparing us in this Exodus, swapping His life for lives

Yet this Moses did not attain object of the Exodus
He only saw the land of promise from afar
Goaded by Israel he struck the water-giving Rock‎ twice
Strike the Rock once, after that, speak for water
Was the instruction he failed to perform to the letter

Christ the Rock was smitten once at Calvary
He was smitten for salvation, sustenance and healing
To drink life-giving water, speak to Him without wavering
‎Crucify Him not again by despising His sacrifice
Lest in this Exodus you perish for unbelief’s vice

Yet this Moses was vindicated in the end
For in Egypt, he bore the reproach of Christ’s message
Centuries later, he stood with glorious visage
With Him for whom he stood, on Mount Transfiguration
Speaking with the Rock as disciples watched in admiration