Troubled Soul
Troubled Soul,
Troubled Soul,
Do not sit
In the darkness’s glow
It’s angry face
Leaves only the sting
And disgrace
Of rejection
Sitting in a brackish cell
Formed by cruelty
Coming only from hell
Troubled Soul
Hear these words
For your pain there
Is a certain cure
Above this darkened
Black air
Over your bowed head
And tangled hair
A small light glows
Comes from Heaven
To let you know
There is a someone
Who knows your name
Wishes to discharge your pain
Forever
Christ loves your heart
Which has sat in the dark
For too long
So raise your head
Listen to every word
Being said
Inside your spirit
He will implant His own
There His truest Love
& Graces
Will forever be sown!
Dead Wood
You see them lying
On creek beds
Where by watery vistas
They have been led Or resting on river sides
Carried by the ferocity
Of the moving currents’ tides
These pieces of dead wood
Would anyone have thought
They could or better yet should
End up in such a useless heap
Their limbs jangling,
Lamenting in such a lonely keepBut Oh, dear friend
This is not their end
For these shed no tears
Have no fear
Christ's smallest finger
Can transcend
Hell's darkest pit
In such a place He will not
Allow anyone to linger
Have faith
If you will just believe
and God's tranquil waters
You will be allowed to see!
Lean
That cross,
Slick & sticky
from the red flood
Of your precious blood
Soaking, dripping
from above
Down to me
Each precious drop
A powerful weapon
Only it has power to stop
satan’s hatred,
storm of fury
cruel & angry,
Against our lives
As you took
Your last breath
I am left
Knowing your death
Won my freedom
While I lean my head
Against the wood
Rough & hewn
By man carved
only to disgrace
I gaze upon your
Lovely dead face
Knowing you are
Returned to your
Rightful throne of glory
I will sit at your feet
On this blood-soaked ground
I do not care if I am found
Sitting here
Leaning into your cross
I know heaven’s deepest loss
Has returned my life to me
So may it ever be
For each & all of those
Who unafraid will dare
To lean into your cross!
King Jesus
May I always live
Leaning against your cross!
Set Apart
We were meant
To be set apart
I believe this
Deeply in my heart
Different we
Should striveto be
So all the world
May see
Our Leader
His purity
Love
Light
Goodness
To this we Should run
As we struggle
To shun
The world
Sure, we have
To live in it
Love it for sure
But
We are not to
Be of it
We’re meant
To live
In a way much
More pure
Not as greedy,
Sexually immoral,
Bloodthirsty,
Selfish
These things
We should
Not be
His holy love
More giving
The world
In Us
Should see
A Holy Bride
He longs for usto be
As we wait on
Bended knees
Longing to please
Only Him
Let us win
This race
As we let go
Of every trace
Of ourselves
Let us dare
To be different
Stand out
Give a holy shout
Christ’s Name
It is the same
Yesterday, Today
Tomorrow
For His return will
Overcome
All death, pain,
& every sorrow
Smear Campaign
A smear campaign,
A dark, thick smoky
Cloud
From eons ago
From the beginning
Hoping it would be
Winning
Against Heaven’s
Throne
Against the Holy
One
At first this cloud
Merely a slight stench
But
Today,
There is a mighty
Fist clenched
Around the throats
Of man
An evil hand
Works against the sons,
Daughters of man
Worldwide
Grown stronger
Only because we
Have lingered
To listen to its voice
At its gates longer
Than we should
Telling us we
Are only physical
Only the natural
Exists
This naturalism
Fighting to form
A schism
Between man
And His Creator
It’s goal
Is to destroy
All efforts
To acknowledge
Man has
a soul
Eternal, unending
Ageless
To Smear, slander
God’s holy family
Point out its flaws
Of which it has many
Still under Christ’s hand
It struggles forward
At His command
To love His world
So the great destroyer
Entices
Uses our vices,
To draw man in
To this ancient battle
satan knows
he cannot win
destroy everything
spiritual
a worldwide campaign
in a sense
literal
using our worldly
lusts
those great two
Money, Power
as the world
spins toward
a darker hour
powers that be
are blinded
cannot see
they are being used
& very abused
to try to bring about
a kingdom’s
end
As I glance upward
To the skies
Using our greatest weapon
A prayer begins
Within my heart I cry
As the battle around me
Intensifies
