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Did Adam’s fig leaf portray his work in brief; 
the attempt, his sinfulness to cover:
While the “blood sacrificed skin”, atones his sins;
- covering them rightly all over?

Cain’s works of his will, “the best from his field,”
could not win him God’s favor.
While Abel’s sacrifice, a “type” of Christ’s strife,
- was to God, a sweet smelling savor?

The “provided” Ram, replacing the damned; 
Abraham saw this parallel. 
Did Christ, sacrifice give, for sinners to live, 
- sparing them a deserved hell?

Hosea redeemed, a shameful, unfaithful thing, 
paying the price that was due. 
Gomer, prisoner of sin - Hosea, her freedom did win; 
- is this what Christ came to do? 

Joseph, you know - with the colorful clothes, 
was wrongly abused by his brethren. 
But, the pain he went through, though they never knew, 
- resulted in their natural salvation. 

Is, "When I see blood, I'll pass over you", Metaphoric too: 
is this, Christ's passion being shown? 
The Egyptians paid the price, with a useless sacrifice; 
- they had no savior to atone. 

Of the bones in the valley, lets make a short tally; 
did the wind bring life - or prophesying? 
They used not their will, in that lifeless field; 
- it was the Spirit’s own devising. 

The blood of the sacrificial Goat, - Israel's great hope, 
seems (spotless) a "sign" of perfection. 
The ancients shed light on a Redeemer of might, 
- bestowing a sinless connection! 

Does the Christian life, “typed” in Israel's Sinai strife; 
show Moses to be Christ's shadow? 
He led them well, made intercession when they fell, 
- brought them to Canaan's bright meadow. 

Could extremities in the past, of Israel be cast, 
to reveal a new covenant future: 
Where wisdom and light, come not by natural sight, 
- but are granted by Spiritual nurture? 

If Christ was a King, being predestined to reign, 
over an eternal kingdom - 
It couldn't be carnal, for that's not eternal, 
but a Spiritual one - say some. 

My confusion is great, as is all Israel's of late, 
while we wonder in great exasperation. 
Oh, where is our peace, when shall the warfare cease, 
- oh, God where is our consolation?
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