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| 2 Samuel 6: 16 - 23 |
From her high window Pride looked on with shame,
At what the king was doing to his name,
How could he lose all sense of decorum?
He must be struck by some delirium,
For which king before his servants would choose
His pride to forfeit, there was no excuse,
Such indecency, pride wouldn’t tolerate,
See his demeaning, undignified gait;
A king must portray kingly behaviour,
Pride despised and scorned him, more than ever.
From her closed place, Protocol wore a frown,
Is this our king, the one who wears our crown?
How can he with the slaves be joining in?
There’s no wrong in the king’s celebrating,
But the voice of Protocol did insist,
That she be priority, on his list
Of how the event must be proceeding,
Remember! It’s a public gathering;
A king must be mindful to be proper,
Protocol’s disgusted with his manner.
From her small view, Propriety’s appalled,
These are the crude names she the king has called,
Undignified, lewd, a vulgar fellow,
His responses are lower than the low,
He’s not a citizen, ordinary,
Why is he behaving so contrary?
Sacrifice offerings, be glad and sing,
But do these in ways befitting a king;
A king in public must be dignified,
Propriety detested norms defied.
Is Jesus your King, what are you seeing?
Behaviour that you are not expecting?
Pride is your hero, your joy and delight,
Protocol gives you its most legal sight,
While propriety speaks with lawful voice,
In a king’s position, he has no choice;
Is Jesus your King, what’s His example?
He looks one, with ordinary people,
Let not protocol, pride, nor propriety,
Blind you to the response of sincerity.
Amen!
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