Titus 2 Men And Women

Genesis, the Book of the beginnings of life,
Tells of Creation of man and his wife;
The book of governments and family trees,
The story of peoples, and their lands and seas.

Exodus, the book of Egypt’s demise,
The record of plagues, of Israel’s flight;
The laws of the order, of worship in Truth,
The book of wanderings in Israel’s youth.

Leviticus the book of access to God,
The rule of the priesthood, not so odd;
The order of sacrifice, the book of feasts,
The tale of the scapegoat, and such lowly beasts.

Numbers, the book of Israel’s treks,
The annals of God, chosen men a-vex;
The numbering of the people aright,
The pilgrimage of Israel’s wondrous flight.

Deuteronomy, the book of the law,
Repetitious of Exodus, given to all;
The law of Moses, the “Pentateuch”
Five in all, not one a fluke.

Joshua the book of entering the land,
Delivered by God with a mighty hand;
The book of wars, of Israel’s sons,
The battles of God, none lost but one.

Judges the stories of valiant men,
Who freed the captives from Midians’ den;
The Philistines, and Jebusites, and Moabites,
All subdued by Israel, with the Ammonites.

Ruth, Ruth, a story of Truth,
Tells of a Moabite in her youth;
Naomi’s “friend” becomes a wife,
To Boaz, the wealthy sustainer of life.

Samuels, the first books of the kings,
Of Saul, and David, their valor rings;
The battles fought, the victory sought,
The evil wrought, the villains caught.

Then Kings, the books of Israel’s shame,
The leaders who seemed e’er the same;
Some were evil, some were good,
The prophets of God were misunderstood.

The Chronicles of kings, first and second,
The acts they did, the thoughts they reckoned;
The royal line, their heritage told,
The seed of Israel waxing bold.

Ezra, the priest of captivity’s glee,
Longing the city of David to see;
The city he began to erect,
Chosen men whom God did select.

Nehemiah, the governor, who built the wall,
He made it strong, thick, and tall;
Ne’er hindered by Satan’s friends,
But steadfast and sure, unto the end.

Esther that lady so queenly and grand,
Who risked her life for Mordecai’s stand;
She gave the Israelites again their place,
And cast Haman down in total disgrace.

Job, known for patience throughout the land,
With accusing friends and no “helping hand;”
Stayed the storms of life’s most tragic woes,
And discovered his friends were really his foes.

Psalms, those songs, so rich and sweet,
Speak of the wondrous Creator’s seat;
Resplendent with Holy chords of joy,
Do precious verses of prose employ.

Proverbs, the book of wisdom I’m told,
Full of advice for the young and the old;
Poetic yet profound, none can compare,
The book of books, a gift so rare.

Solomon’s song, a love story bold,
Called also “Canticles” in days of old;
The descriptive language, “my little dove,”
The beautiful story of the essence of love.

Ecclesiastes, Solomon’s wonderful book,
Into life’s wisdom he gives us a look;
The wisdom is of a very wise man,
Who’s tried nearly all that anyone can.

Isaiah, that mighty prophet of old,
Had a vision of God on a street of gold;
Told of an anointing of the Spirit of God,
His practical holiness on  this earth of sod.

Jeremiah the prophet who wept so much,
Preached to all Israel, not one heart to touch;
But kept on going, day after day,
Weeping, praying, showing the Way.

Lamentations his cries, and woeful state,
Of mans evil ways, his troublesome fate;
A book of weeping, of judgment of sin,
A book of sorrow for the shape we’re in.

Ezekiel the prophet who preached so strong,
Lost his wife one night, ‘twasn’t long,
Before he was out preaching again,
This messenger of God to sinful men.

Daniel, the great one, who stood alone,
Dared to defy the gods of stone;
Risked his life in a lion’s den,
But made an impact on those evil men.

Hosea, who married an unfaithful wife,
To be an example, by his exemplary life;
Forgiveness was his greatest gift,
He bought her back after their rift.

Joel the lonely prophet of doom,
Left Israel in a cloud of murky gloom;
He preached to the sky, the stars and trees,
He preached of The Lord’s return on his knees.

Amos a man with whom to agree,
Could not walk with two or three,
Who travel different roads, go different ways,
But he would serve God all of his days.

Obadiah the servant of the Lord,
Hit pride in the head with a two-edged sword;
Edom’s fate is written and sealed,
By God’s mighty hand, His will revealed.

Jonah, the man who from God did run,
Swallowed by a whale, a mighty big one!
Went and preached to Ninevah’s host,
Then pouted when they didn’t give up the ghost!

Micah, of whom little is known,
Foretold of Christ’s birth, and His love was shown;
He told of Bethlehem, the place of Christ’s birth,
Of God’s redemption for the people of earth.

Nahum spoke of “good tidings” and Ninevah’s death,
“The fire shall devour thee” he said in one breath;
“Woe to that city” the prophet proclaimed,
The wicked’s reward, death and ill-fame.

Habakkuk is the prophet who prayed,
A long, beautiful prayer, song-like in praise;
He said “The just shall live by his faith”,
“And so it is” the Spirit saith.

Zephaniah, hidden in God, is safe,
As an innocent, sweet little waif;
Though his message is powerfully true,
Of Israel’s trouble when God is all through.

Haggai so full of energy needed,
Persuading the lethargic Jews who heeded;
Got on the move, and built God’s house,
And proved himself a man instead of a mouse!

Zechariah The prophet and priest,
Spoke of Messiah, to say the least;
Deeply concerned about his royal roots,
He preached to the people in sins lowly suits.

Malachi this last Old Testament Book,
Into God’s heart it gives us a look;
Would one rob God, as many do?
The tithe is His, and the offerings too.

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