Genesis 11

They build a tower

Reaching to God

Way east of Eden

In land of Nimrod

 

There they used brick

In the absence of stone

But more than its height

They wanted its throne

 

A city and tower

Stretched to the sky

Self-preservation:

“If scattered, we’ll die”

 

Instead of mortar

A by-product of oil

More suited for roads

Than the sweat of their toil

 

Vainly they built

And YHWH came down

He scattered the people

From Tower and Town

 

“Behold they are one,

Their sin would increase,

If left to themselves,

All would decease

 

“I scatter in mercy,

According to plan

There’d be no Messiah

With extinct man.”

 

Dispersing broadly

Through all the earth

From one remote corner

Would come Jesus’ birth

 

His judgement at Babel

A thing of great grace

To disperse the people

Across planets face

 

Though He has scatter

He gathers them in

As Jesus came serving,

To die for their sin

 

No man-made tower

With Jesus the door

To live with a great name

To live evermore

 

The tower, a threat

To God’s great plan

To bring a Messiah

Born as a man

 

He scattered in promise

Preserving a seed

The seed of the woman

To crush serpents head.

 

See Genesis 11

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