When we present God’s holy law,And arguments from scripture draw,
Objectors say, to pick a flaw,‘It’s Jewish’.
Though at the first Jehovah blessedAnd sanctified His day of rest,
The same belief is still expressed,‘It’s Jewish’.
Though with the world this rest began,And thence through all Scriptures ran,
And Jesus said ‘twas made for man’ --‘It’s Jewish’.
Though not with Jewish rites, which passed,But with the moral law ‘twas classed,
Which must exist while time shall last,‘It’s Jewish’.
If from the Bible we presentThe Sabbath’s meaning and intent,
This answers every argument —‘It’s Jewish’.
Though the disciples, Luke and Paul,Continue still this rest to call
The ‘Sabbath day’, this answers all,‘It’s Jewish’.
The gospel teacher’s plain expression,That "Sin is of the law transgression,"
Seems not to make the least impression —‘It’s Jewish’.
They love the rest of man’s invention,But if Jehovah’s day we mention,
This puts an end to all contention,‘It’s Jewish’.
O ye who thus God’s day abuse,Simply because 'twas kept by Jews,
The Saviour, too, you must refuse,‘He’s Jewish’.
The Scriptures, then, we may expectFor the same reason you'll reject;
For if you will but recollect,‘They’re Jewish’.
Thus the apostles, too, must fall;For Andrew, Peter, James, and Paul,
Thomas, Matthew, John, and all‘Were Jewish’.
So to your helpless state resignYourself in wretchedness to pine;
Salvation, surely you'll decline,‘It’s Jewish’.
— By Roswell Fenner Cottrell, a Seventh Day Baptist who joined the early Adventist movement. This poem appeared in the February, 1851, issue of The Second Advent Review and Sabbath Herald.
Note: Stanzas 5 and 9-12 of the above
version above were added by some more recent
Hymns — The Way We’d Sing Them If We Were Honest
I Surrender, Some
There Shall Be Sprinkles of Blessings
Fill My Spoon, Lord
Oh, How I Like Jesus
He’s Quite a Bit to Me
I Love to Talk About Telling the Story
Take My Life and Let Me Be
It Is My Secret What God Can Do
There Is Scattered Cloudiness in My Soul Today
Where He Leads Me, I Will Consider Following
Just As I Pretend to Be
When the Saints Go Sneaking In
Sit Up, Sit Up for Jesus
A Comfy Mattress Is Our God
Self-Esteem to the World, The Lord Is Come
Oh, for a Couple of Tongues to Sing
Amazing Grace, How Interesting the Sound
Go Tell It on the Speed Bump
Special, Special, Special
Lord, Keep Us Loosely Connected to Your Word
Praise God From Whom All Affirmations Flow
My Hope Is Built on Nothing Much
O, God, Our Enabler in Ages Past
I Lay My Inappropriate Behavior on Jesus
Pillow of Ages, Fluffed for Me
All Hail the Influence of Jesus’ Name!
When Peace, Like a Trickle
I’m Fairly Certain that My Redeemer Lives
We Give Thee but Still Think We Own
What an Acquaintance We Have in Jesus
My Faith Looks Around for Thee
Joyful, Joyful We Think Thee Pretty Good
Above Average Is Thy Faithfulness
We Are Milling Around in the Light of God
Spirit of the Living God, Fall Somewhere Near Me
Blest Be the Tie that Doesn’t Cramp My Style
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