Thursday, August 9, 2012

O, Church Arise

Well, this is has become quite an inconsistent blog series. But I still have songs to share and a few more words to say.
This is a beautiful song that we sung one time last year at church and have heard numerous times since then. I have found this song to be very encouraging and uplifting. Take this part for instance:

Our call to war, to love the captive soul,
But to rage against the captor;
And with the sword that makes the wounded whole

 A few Sunday's ago, our church was going through Revelation 2: 8-11 and in verse 10, there is a transition from "jew" to "the devil" in the context of how the christians at the church in Smyrna will continue to suffer. That transition really put things in there proper light --our battle really lies with satan, he is our enemy. We do not, "wrestle against flesh and blood, but against the rulers, against the authorities, against the cosmic powers over this present darkness, against the spiritual forces of evil in the heavenly places"{Ephesians 6:12}.
All reason for self-anger, vanishes.  Mankind is at enmity with God, storing up wrath for themselves, they need the gospel! That is "Our call to war".
Lastly, this song always reminds me of this passage in Hebrews 12:1-2,

"Therefore, since we are surrounded by so great a cloud of witnesses, let us also lay aside every weight, and sin which clings so closely, and let us run with endurance the race that is set before us, looking to Jesus, the founder and perfecter of our faith, who for the joy that was set before him endured the cross, despising the shame, and is seated at the right hand of the throne of God."  

O, Church Arise

O church, arise and put your armor on;
 Hear the call of Christ our captain;
For now the weak can say that they are strong
In the strength that God has given.
With shield of faith and belt of truth
We'll stand against the devil's lies;
An army bold whose battle cry is "Love!"
Reaching out to those in darkness.

Our call to war, to love the captive soul,
But to rage against the captor;
And with the sword that makes the wounded whole
We will fight with faith and valor.
When faced with trials on ev'ry side,
We know the outcome is secure,
And Christ will have the prize for which He died—
An inheritance of nations.

Come, see the cross where love and mercy meet,
As the Son of God is stricken;
Then see His foes lie crushed beneath His feet,
For the Conqueror has risen!
And as the stone is rolled away,
And Christ emerges from the grave,
This vict'ry march continues till the day
Ev'ry eye and heart shall see Him. 

So Spirit, come, put strength in ev'ry stride,
Give grace for ev'ry hurdle,
That we may run with faith to win the prize
Of a servant good and faithful.
As saints of old still line the way,
Retelling triumphs of His grace,
We hear their calls and hunger for the day
When, with Christ, we stand in glory.

- Keith Getty & Stuart Townend (2005)

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1 comment:

Anonymous said...

I really enjoyed this post, Carolina.

...and I like that pic of the plant...


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