One Star
One Star
Glistening amidst
A dark ocean awash
In navy blue
It was a night truly
With pure holiness imbued
Dare I speak of such
A precious light,
This blazing star
Known by and followed
By three wisest men
From afar
To find a ruler foretold
In their sacred writings of old
So, in their wisdom
They left behind everything
For just one glance
Of His Majesty, a newborn King!
To dirty, dusty Bethlehem
They went on that darkest night
And in a manger’s stall
They heard his first cries, bawls
Saw a mother reach to comfort
A tiny infant’s tears
Whose small hand would grow
Be nailed to a cross
To banish all men’s fears
Of sin & death forever
Their privilege was to
Witness a royal birth
Of these two lights,
One above,
The other,
Eternity’s Love
Flung down to save all
On God’s good earth!!
Not Okay
War is not okay
Rape is not okay
Child abuse is not okay
Poverty is not okay
Neither is the extreme greed
That seems to fuel & feed
The wealthier countries
The world is not now okay,
God never meant for it
To ever be this way!!
As we close our eyes
Stare vacantly toward the sky
& ignore the surrounding
Abnormal pain
Have we become so
Senseless, brain dead
We accept this world as normal?
Or shouldn’t we instead
Be a part of its re-creation?
We were never meant
ourselves to tear & rend
Into many small pieces
We were meant to
Live as God’s friend
In His perfected paradise
In love with HIM
& each other
Instead we choose
Against HIM to rebel
Oh, how I wish this
Evil inside ourselves
We could banish, quell!
We have lived like this
For so long
I am not sure we can
Any longer even see
what is wrong
But there is hope
For on a happier day
For those who have
Chosen to follow CHRIST'S way
God’s power & might
Will triumph, have sway
Once again the world
Will be perfected
All pain will disappear!!
While You Can
Praise the God of
This earth
The sky & the seas
I lift my hands in praise
As in joy I fall
to my knees!
Thank-full for the breath in my lungs
While I still have it
For even now to your glory
Are there songs yet to be sung
For the beat of my heart,
This you have created,
As I praise your Holy Name
I plead for my country’s sin
To be abated!
I do all of this while I can
For we all know
Death stops for no man
So before I return to that dried dust,
Whilst still residing in this earthly shell
& of Him yet able to tell
I will praise God’s name
& wait most joyfully
As He brings re-creation,
The world’s Salvation,
To those who choose
All their old ways to lose
To live forever with our Christ
In His beautiful & renewed Paradise!!
Easter’s Tree
Easter’s tree
Sat on a hill
Of death & blood
But not even
satan’s evil
Could stop the
scarlet flood
Of God’s forceful love
From showing on
That day
Formed as he was
Like us,
of the clay
Still was He
God’s seed,
His Only Son
On that day
That wooden tree
Was transformed
For all to see
The flowering of
God’s heart
So from the start
For us, that tree
Remains our life’s Victory!!
185,000
Very long ago
On a righteous throne
King Hezekiah
Of Judah reigned
He gave all his praise
To the one true God
And to only His Name
But from the northeast
Like a ravening beast
Came an evil king,
Sennacherib of Assyria
Was his name
For death & destruction
Great was his fame
In faith, King Hezekiah
Prayed to the one true
Lord of all
Received an answer to
His most earnest call
Thru Isaiah the prophet
God said,
“He will not enter this city
Or shoot an arrow here
He will not come before it
With shield. . .”
Later that night
In the darkest of lights
God’s angel
With a powerful roar
Was sent to destroy
185,000,
Warriors all,
Strong & tall
Died that night
By God’s hand
Jerusalem was saved
Not one soul inside her walls
Was sent to an early grave
God will do the same
For you, for us
We just need to have
Faith & learn to trust
His ways
Read, learn to look
Inside that most
Glorious book,
Scriptures to help you
Your enemies defeat
& at your feet
No matter what they are
Doubt, fear, persecution
Pain
He will destroy
Down they will all lay
& in your time, your day
185,000 warriors
For you, God will slay!
Wake Up, Wake Up, Wake Up!
Wake up, wake up
Oh, Land so graced
Our hands should
Be raised
Higher, higher
Each waking day
to praise
God’s name
In the middle of
All struggles & pain
Greatly blessed more
Than the rest
In your past you
Have withstood
Intense trials & tests
Yet today
You are falling
Failing the most
Important struggle
Of all
You no longer listen
To the call
Of your God
Weak leaders talk only
of prosperity & God’s love
yet somehow forget to say
He’s also our judge
as we worship mostly
our increased wealth
satan again is using
his deceitful stealth
to blind our eyes
our hearts, our minds
to believe his greatest lie,
he & sin no longer exist!
So wake up, wake up
Oh, church
Again, I raise a cry
Look toward heaven
Let’s raise our hands
As we all breathe a sigh
For renewal
Plead for revival
Here in this land
Of physical wealth
It will be our only
Hope for our survival!!
SoulSails 