Confidence (NPM #15)

Inspired by Hebrews 10:19–39

Sanctified from insincere
Hearts and base conscience,
With a Priest who casts out fear,
We have confidence—
Confidence because of blood
Cleansing us from stain.

Don’t shrink back into the mud:
Knowledge held in vain—
Knowledge of His sacrifice,
Yet you count it vile;
Deeming it will not suffice,
You live as Gentile.

No, instead, trust Him who saith,
“It is finished”—Christ.
Cast yourself headlong in faith
On the Sacrificed;
Confidence will be sustained
By His promise true.

Draw near boldly; He ordained
Grace to come to you.
His own Spirit, full of grace,
Lives in you to show
That, “The just shall live by faith”
As in grace you grow.


Help My Unbelief [Poem #4]

Here is a short poem-prayer for tonight. When doubts dim the eyes of my heart, I remember that the same Jesus who prayed for Peter, that his “faith may not fail” (Luke 22:32), prays for me. He is “able to save to the uttermost those who draw near to God through him, since he always lives to make intercession for them” (Hebrews 7:25).

The beginning phrase of the poem, “I believe; Lord, help my unbelief!” is adapted from the lips of a father seeking healing from Jesus for his boy (see Mark 9). The man had qualified his request with a telling “if” (“if you can do anything…”), and Jesus had responded with rebuke. “‘If you can’!,” He quoted. “All things are possible for one who believes.” “Immediately the father of the child cried out and said, ‘I believe; help my unbelief!’” I so often feel just like this man. I need rebuking, and I need help.

I believe;
Lord, help my unbelief!
I believe
Christ lives and pleads for me.

Oh wrestling soul, give up your fight –
surrender all to Him.
Forsake the darkness for the light
and walk by faith again.