A Love Song:
(A Part Of)
It is like I was created to be
Always a part of Your group
Your Holy Trinity
A smaller part
As I bend down
Worship on my knees
It is Your gift to be like you
Should this not
My worldly values askew?
A world so out of balance
Literally out of its mind
Rolling, tumbling on
A very, very thin line
Not even those lost rebellious angels
Did you dare to die for
Only over us Your Spirit’s healing
You wished to pour
To enable re-birth
Through all the light
& darkness of this universe’s
Massive girth
In truth, nothing and no one else
Did you create to
Reflect the goodness of
Yourself but us
Thank you, Dear Lord
In You only may
I completely live & trust!
Come
Come, Lord Jesus, Come
Lord, King
My Master
To us, please, please return
Rend the sky
Waiting, I watch
Look up & sigh
But first,
Come perhaps
More softly
In Your great love
Rend, tear our hearts
Of this world
Surely, You’ve had
More than enough
Help us, lead us
Show us only for life
Your way
On the face of this planet
Tired am I of an ever present
Internet
Its siren song, misleading fantasies
Enchantment
Save us as only You can
Before you choose to return
To create Your promised land
New Earth, New Heaven
Make us Your hands, feet
Put in our hearts Your Love
So evil’s destructive voices
May You at last
Totally, completely defeat!
Into a Gutter Tossed
Feeling so lost
Into a gutter tossed
In the depths of it,
I sigh
Are You, Lord, passing me by?
Watching
I look
Give a soft moan
In only one heart’s beat
You stop
You are there
With one smile
You show You care
Reaching out one hand
Raise me to my feet
Save me
Your beauty’s grace on display
For all of this lost world to see!!
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Footsteps in the Dust
Heaven came down
To earth
Each quiet, steady footstep
In the dust
Gives to each soul
A chance at its new birth
A fresh start
Watching to reward
Each beating heart
With a different level
Of existence
Then
Why, oh why.
Does He even today
Still meet with such
determined resistance?
Why do we prefer
Our own cruelty
To Christ’s love?
Falling constantly
On our heads, shoulders
From skies above
Showing no one favoritism
His salvation’s glory contained
in only three precious words
He Is Risen!!
Confused??
Why do we abuse?
Are we really
So confused
As to what we are?
Lies fly all around
Covering even the ground
Underneath my feet they crunch
Leaving me full?
Not so much
From an ancient hillside
The truths they flow
Rivers gushing of purest gold
Washing, seeking,
Purging each struggling,
Dying soul
Only within
Christ’s outstretched
Hand
Lies the glory, truth of
His promised land
Under His feet
Confusion flees
Before your face
You will see
All lies die
They will end
As He rushes in
New life
New world
As only God can send
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A Stupor
In a stupor
We walk
Unaware
As we stare
Blindly
At a world
Only physical
We think
But if you blink
In only one small wink
You can awake
Supernatural
All around
Those beings
Angels to do
His bidding
demons always trying
their own way
To be winning
After walking
On His planet
He left behind
Upon it
A few
Who were
Awake
Then more followed
Until it was
More & more
Now upon
The near & so distant
Shores
More eyes
Hearts wakened
So join
A growing crowd
Even if
You have to shout
To tell what it is
About
Before
It is too late
& their stupor
We cannot abate
As those who
Are now awake
most patiently
await
His return
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