Uniting With The Head

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

Visiting Cleopas & His Friend

On a searing hot Sunday afternoon
Cleopas and friend were mournful
As they trod the road to Emmaus
The Messiah’s loss was so painful
The Lamb was harangued and hanged
He who was once the Great Jewish Hope
And Israel’s freedom was now damned
With faith crushed how would they cope?
A Stranger joined them on the way
And asked the cause of their sadness
Bemused, they mused He must be new
Not to know about Friday’s gory darkness
The Stranger began with prophecies of old
How Friday’ crucifixion was a manifestation
And a triumph of Messianic vindication
For Christ must offer to suffer and die for all
To take away the dark cloud of death’s pall
He spoke till they arrived Emmaus at dusk
They invited Him in-made their home an inn
Supper served, He broke bread in His manner
Revelation flashed, This was Him the same as
Before the nails and gore-He was risen
Off He went to confirm His resurrection
To others like us still bound in fear’s prison
For He is that same as He was that day
By past prophecy proving His present sway

 

What Think Ye Of Christ?

What think ye of Jesus Christ?
Messiah birthed in Bethlehem
Who is called the Son of David
And yet David called Him Lord
Did David just utter an idle word?
Or was inspired to call his Son Lord?
Who is this Man that is both
The Offspring and Root of Jesse
All at once the Fountain-Source
And Product of the Royal Seed
Why did Herod make a bloody fuss
And fight to extinguish the Light
If David had seen Him on His throne
Waiting patiently for two millennia
Till all His enemies bow at His Stool
At the end of Satan’s worldly mania
What think ye then of the coming King?
Be like David who bowed when he could
For Herod will be cowed when he must
Those who know bow to Christ now

One Thing Thou Lackest

 

One thing thou lackest was said
By Christ to the rich young ruler
Who kept all the Mosaic laws
A‎nd thought he was free from flaws
Being a protégé of his denomination
Devout and worthy of admiration
But his piety only brought him amity
From friends on earth and hearth
He knew he did not have the true Life
And sought a remedy for his malady
The prescription of Doctor Jesus was dire
An immediate fire sale of self-denial
And acceptance of the Word‎ of the hour
This rich young ruler was filled with ire
It was too great a price to leave his seat
As a sterling scion of the Synagogue
For fame and fortune he beat a retreat
What would it cost you in today’s terms
To walk in the weather-worn narrow way
And follow the prophesied truth of the day
Come what may, you must pay the price
To be Christ’s Bride and stand at His Side

 

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