Look At The Antidote

When Moses lifted up the brass serpent
It was a sign for all of Israel to repent
They had murmured for the perils of the way
God’s wrath sent fiery serpents to them that day
In pain and distress they cried out for forgiveness
God’s simple solution was ‘look’ – no more or less
Those that looked at the pole serpent became whole
Now we must ignore pain’s strain to look at this
The serpent represented sin judged – in Genesis
Now Brazen – sin had come under the Divine Altar
Judged sin, divinely extirpated frees the sin-sufferer
The Son of Man was lifted up like the brass serpent
He took the Divine judgement solely upon Himself
He became an ensign-for sins past and perils present
He offers the same remedy to all dying in shame
Dote not on the symptoms but look at the antidote

Are You On Speaking Terms With The Rock?

While Israel sojourned in the dreary wilderness
They lacked water as they marched through dry land
They asked and received – God of the faithful band
Filled the thirsty throats from a flinty Rock
This Rock was ever present through the journey
Ever merciful, ever bountiful and always on cue
Paul tells us this ambulatory Rock was Christ
Smitten in type in the wilderness, He gushed to bless
O Fountain that saved millions of souls in distress
There He was struck that we be not dumbstruck
There He was smitten that we may never be beaten
He has since been crucified and then glorified
Speaking is the only way of accessing the Fount now
Say your need and make requests on any matter
Be not silent in the weary mode of a wary doubter
Speak to The Rock and He will bring forth His water

Go Tell That Fox

 

Go and enlighten that feigning fox
Christ said-knowing Herod’s hoax
The Messiah would never be killed
Without accomplishing all He willed
For His ministry was in three phases
Healing, miracles and prophetic stages
He must reach the third-His Passion
Would only come by Jerusalem’s calculation
Not secular Herod’s cunning ambition
The holy people of the holiest place
Were the type for present antitype
Christ crucified by the religious race
Tells us today that His elected mystical Body
Would not feel Antichrist’s fangs from Rulers
But those who think their creeds more worthy

His Manna – Then & Now

The gracious God that brought His people out
From the dark domain of Egyptian drudgery
Did not let them starve though they were without
Farming tools or barns and sans pots or pans

On the way He fed them daily with angels’ food
Such sweet sustenance from supernatural store
It was sufficient for daily intake but not more
Hoarding for greed merely supplied worms’ need
The rotting excess became the doubters’ chore

God is our Source on this exodus to glory
His spiritual manna is allotted to every age
Thus tis no use to stay on yesterday’s page
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His Mercies: A tale of two Journeys

Israel’s exodus from Egypt to the Good Land
Typifies the Church’s march from Earth to Glory
Christ leads consecutive itinerant pilgrim bands
And scripts a similar but happily divergent story

Israel marched under banner of the Pillar of Fire
The Angel who led them in God’s Name was swift
To severely punish any enactments of sinful desire

For the blood of the old covenant was weak and frail
It merely covered sin without the power to remit
It deferred guilt with impaired mercy on wilderness trail
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His Temple

God was once content to dwell
In tabernacles constructed by man
Yet the design and building plan
Was from Heavenly Wisdom’s fount
For He called Moses to the Holy Mount
And showed him the unalterable pattern

This tabernacle was in no fixed place
But moved along with Israel’s race
All through years of wilderness sojourn
Showing that God’s presence keeps pace
With us in all phases of the journey we face

Then Solomon built Him a house
Again, Divine inspiration united
With human perspiration to build
A residence the Almighty wanted
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Absalom & Ahithophel

 

Absalom was a headstrong, much-loved son of David
He was one of the handsomest men in the land
His comeliness was matched by an ambition so avid
That he overthrew his father in a plot whose end was rapid

Perhaps the seeds of Absalom’s eventual ruin
Were planted by years of parental love and dotage
As Absalom’s crimes multiplied more grace was applied

Absalom had a beautiful sister called Tamar
Who was cruelly raped by her half-brother – Ammon
Absalom never forgave Ammon for harming her
And assassinated him after Ammon heeded his summon
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