Stand Sure

Let him that thinks he stands

Look not behind or afore

Neither to his past failures

Nor the unseen future

 

Buried in the business of today

His duty is to be sure he’s true

Upon an unshakeable podium of rebirth

Grounded in a hope that’s not earthly

 

Any feign that he builds

Would in time fortify and stand

Bearing him through tunnels

That exits at terminals of doom station

 

One before has gone ahead in assurance

In the quest for a room to prepare

To welcome the redeemed son

To the place his Father would call his

 

Anyone’s assurance that blanks

At the talk of the apocalypse

Or a mere thought of the end

Stands in the queue of the undecided                         ~

 

But beyond bounds of familiarity

Complete intimacy with Jesus to have

Torn from the claws of mortal weakness

Calm in an inheritance that’s thine

Is our Father’s earnest thought for us

 

He’s room and all ready to receive

To the grandeur* of a heavenly grace

All who bend through here and that day stand!

 

Ephesians 6:13-14 “¹³ For this reason take [to you] the panoply of God, that ye may be able to withstand in the evil day, and, having accomplished all things, to stand.¹⁴ Stand therefore, having girt about your loins with truth, and having put on the breastplate of righteousness,” (DARBY)