
Rise Up, Oh Church!
Song of Solomon 4:4
“Your neck is like the tower of David,
built in rows of stone;
on it hang a thousand shields,
all of them shields of warriors.”
Interpretive Poem
Oh Church rise up! Crane your neck to see from the high tower!
The world we’re amidst… its pain… its loss… its sin… its shame.
Christ our cornerstone – hold fast and walk the martyred stones…
Another generation built as part of Christ’s narrow lane.
Oh Church rise up! Let us hold high our shields of faith!
Handed off… a Biblical baton… to us: Christ’s bride and army.
Are we not the the Bridegroom’s equipped, shielded warriors?
If so, hold fast the eternal high ground, but let us stoop… victoriously.