Israel's King (Poem)

This poem chronicles some events in Israel's history. It includes many of the miracles of the Old Testament as well as Israel's failings. I believe it is easy to stand in judgment of Israel's failings while simultaneously neglecting to judge ourselves for the same things.

She knew You could guide

With fire in the night.

She knew Your protection

During each fight.

She knew she was known;

She was led by Your hand;

She knew You were King,

Yet she wanted a man.

What made her delay

Seeking food in the famine?

Why did she doubt

You’d protect her from Canaan?

Though You were her King,

She feared and she ran

From her Goliaths

The power of man.

Israel had You, LORD,

No need for a King;

Set apart, chosen,

The nations’ envy.

My life full of judgment;

“Sure glad that’s not me,”

I’ve laughed and I’ve scorned

As I prayed for a king.

You’ve guided, protected;

I’m known and I’m loved

With no impure motives,

Granting peace from above.

Why do I doubt?

What makes me delay?

For You, LORD, are potter;

I am but clay.

LORD, be my King

I’ve nothing to fear;

Creator, Redeemer,

My husband is near.

The elders of Israel said to Samuel, "...appoint a king to lead us, such as all the other nations have." 1 Samuel 8:4-5

For your Maker is your husband - the LORD Almighty is his name - the Holy One of Israel is your Redeemer; he is called the God of all the earth. Isaiah 54:5

PS. I wrote this poem before I was married :)