Poetry by Jordan Fraker
"Rejected and Despised"
Are you becoming rejected and despised
Or more and more accepted and prized
Are you perfecting holiness in the fear of God
Or compromising the standard for man's applaud
Is the glorious presence of God still burning in your heart
Or has friendship with a white washed church caused Him to depart.
Are your knees calloused from burdened prayer
Or just your fingers from vanity fair?
Are you the offscouring of all things?
Or a delightful song even the world can sing?
Are you still pressing toward the mark of the high calling of God in Christ Jesus
Or waiting in a leavened church to whom God says "when will they believe us"
Revival is obedience and keeping yourself clean
Not a once in a while option or some far off distant dream
To exalt His name amidst the earth in His people, that is still His desire
But who will bear the reproach, of a Christ who came to set the world on fire.
Who came not for peace but a sword, and put man's "orthodoxy" to the wind.
Who held fast to the word of God no matter how many people would offend
Will God exalt His Passover Lamb when His house is filled with leaven?
Will any obey the call to "be ye separate" and thus received of heaven?
The conservative reformed orthodox of Jesus day
Nailed Him to a cross for His "come out from among them" foolish way
You have left the Baal worship of Babylonian prosperity
But have you torn down the calves of conservative false Christianity
We have prayed He would come and dwell in our midst in this our day
But God says oh that I had a group of wayfaring men whose hearts are perfect and kept my way
To show myself strong on their behalf, to be their God and they my people
But will you go without the camp from amidst that corrupted religious steeple?
Surely Scripture says Gods name He will exalt
But we have not obeyed His voice, His absence is our fault.
Will we join the prophets of old and share in Jesus' cross?
Rejected by His "people" stand and brokenheartedly declare them dross?
Surely then though few we be yea even 120 in number
Christ the risen Lord would soon appear and wake the world from its slumber.
Are you becoming rejected and despised
Or more and more accepted and prized
Are you perfecting holiness in the fear of God
Or compromising the standard for man's applaud
Is the glorious presence of God still burning in your heart
Or has friendship with a white washed church caused Him to depart.
Are your knees calloused from burdened prayer
Or just your fingers from vanity fair?
Are you the offscouring of all things?
Or a delightful song even the world can sing?
Are you still pressing toward the mark of the high calling of God in Christ Jesus
Or waiting in a leavened church to whom God says "when will they believe us"
Revival is obedience and keeping yourself clean
Not a once in a while option or some far off distant dream
To exalt His name amidst the earth in His people, that is still His desire
But who will bear the reproach, of a Christ who came to set the world on fire.
Who came not for peace but a sword, and put man's "orthodoxy" to the wind.
Who held fast to the word of God no matter how many people would offend
Will God exalt His Passover Lamb when His house is filled with leaven?
Will any obey the call to "be ye separate" and thus received of heaven?
The conservative reformed orthodox of Jesus day
Nailed Him to a cross for His "come out from among them" foolish way
You have left the Baal worship of Babylonian prosperity
But have you torn down the calves of conservative false Christianity
We have prayed He would come and dwell in our midst in this our day
But God says oh that I had a group of wayfaring men whose hearts are perfect and kept my way
To show myself strong on their behalf, to be their God and they my people
But will you go without the camp from amidst that corrupted religious steeple?
Surely Scripture says Gods name He will exalt
But we have not obeyed His voice, His absence is our fault.
Will we join the prophets of old and share in Jesus' cross?
Rejected by His "people" stand and brokenheartedly declare them dross?
Surely then though few we be yea even 120 in number
Christ the risen Lord would soon appear and wake the world from its slumber.
