How could that harlot be the one
To help the Israelites
Invade her land and fight a war
With her own Canaanites?
Since she was born a Canaanite
And lived in Jericho;
Why would she dare betray her own?
What secret did she know?
Some guards had seen two spies come in,
But soon they disappeared;
For Rahab hid them on her roof
And never really feared
Through questions of stern-faced guards
Who looked her in the eye,
Rahab remained as solid rock
Continuing her lie.
How could she trust strange men to keep
The promise that they made,
And risk her family’s being killed
In one horrendous raid?
Perhaps Yahweh had spoken and she
Heard His still small voice;
Therefore, she never doubted Him
Nor wavered in her choice.
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Forr she had heear of many things
That Yahweh‘s might had done,
And, thus, by faith she stayed the course
Until the war was won.
How blessed are they who have not seen
And still steadfastly stay
In paths that God prepares for them
Who know the Master’s way.
Don Crowson