Sunday, January 29, 2012

Song to Synergism, what a hymn would sound like if Jesus only paid most of it...

Man and God cooperating in creation
I’ve long thought that one of the significant problems with synergistic theology is that it doesn’t sing very well. “Jesus paid it all,” would have to sound something like, “Jesus paid most of it; most of it to him I owe,” which of course is far worse than just bad poetry.

What I’ve observed is that whatever their declared theology, when hymn writers set their quill to paper to write a hymn of praise to God they feel constrained to extol the free mercy of God in Christ. But I have long wondered what a hymn would sound like written by someone who believes that God and man are in a responsible partnership in salvation. So I attempted to project myself into the theology of synergism (which is actually so much easier than any of us really wants to admit) and out came this:


I praise and worship Father thee
Since I have chosen free
To bow before your majesty
By my own liberty.
    O God of fairness, with my voice,
I praise you for my choice!

The Father leaves us, every man,
To choose him if we can;
My will he never violates
While passively he waits.
    O God of fairness, with my voice,
I praise you for my choice!

The Son who did his best for all
Leaves me alone to call;
Along with all the human race,
I’m left to choose my place.
    O God of fairness, with my voice,
I praise you for my choice!

The Spirit draws—but not too much;
My will he’ll never touch,
But leaves me free to choose my faith,
The captain of my fate.
    O God of fairness, with my voice,
I praise you for my choice!

It would not make a bit of sense
To earn my recompense,
If I don’t have ability,
My free will and my liberty.  
O God of fairness, with my voice,
I praise you for my choice!

With apology, by Douglas Bond, January 29, 2012

3 comments:

  1. As has been observed before, people never pray Arminian . . .

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  2. Nothing mean spirited here. Just a response.

    Synergism's Answer

    I praise and worship Father thee
    Only because you chose me
    And though you gave us liberty
    It effects in no way eternity
    O God who controls every move
    I praise you for your choice.

    The Father selects us, everyone
    Because none can choose, not even one
    Intentionally he controls our every move
    As we dangle on strings he alone can pull
    O God who controls every move
    I praise you for your choice

    The Son who did his very best
    Accepts the chosen, rejecting the rest
    And the chosen roam among the deserving damned
    To remind them of God’s limited plan
    O God who controls every move
    I praise you for your choice

    The Spirit draws irresistibly only the few
    All others left to receive their due
    No action can change this predetermined fate
    Their names aren’t written on the slate
    O God who controls every move
    I praise you for your choice

    I’ll waste no time figuring out your plan
    The sense cannot be grasped by mere man
    You’ve scripted success, failure, heaven and hell
    We passively accept all as well
    O God who controls every move
    I praise you for your choice

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