Hammered
At the hands
Of the smithy
Hammered
Over and over
Put back into
The burning,
Roaring flames
Removed
Only to be
Hammered
Again
God will do this
To us
You know
Maybe
Just to show
How much
He really loves you
Remember
He chose you
Not any other
For this
Particular fire
Knowing you so well
Only He could tell
What you needed
To make you rise up
Be inspired
On His shoulders
Lifted higher
And
Put back together
Newer, stronger, ready
To follow
His every step
Of You
More of You
And less of me
Less of the angers
The hatreds
The greed
To empty myself
Of all worldly lusts
Waging war
Themselves
Into my heart,
Battling,
They thrust
With their painful swords
They slice
Fighting to cut
heaven's cords
But your hands
With Your love's power
Your strength,
They shower
Your fingers
Around my soul
Entwined
Reaching deep
No satanic, hellish
Demons
Can ever reach
So that is why
Every day
I must repeat
As I work, play
Walk or sleep
Not I but You
In me that lives
My salvation
Dear Christ
You protect
And into eternity
You keep!
I’m Sorry I'm sorry for what We did to you Holy Christ But still we do it Somehow in our crazy Insane rush to sin We crucify you over & Over again We ignore you Rejecting that inner plea To adore you From that ignorant stance Within only one Darkened evil glance We completely deny You exist Becoming what Is called atheist Oh, Dearest Son of God When will we banish For good such thoughts! One day you've promised To return To gather to yourself Those who've spurned A devil's temptation To deny your royalty Through their attempts To express their loyalty As back into your arms And heart eternally will they all be Gathered most joyfully!
What is it to Love? What is love It is to sacrifice For the sake of another Not only for a lover But for a sister or A brother It is to resist Those demonic urgings To twist our original innocence & to stand in defiance Of that satan's mindless Darkened call For us over & over Again To fall Into His pit of hell So give to all our brothers Be generous with one another And return to this earth As was intended from its inception And our original birth The ability to sincerely love & no longer from us Will God depart Choosing to return us instead To that Paradise it is To live only within His heart!
Tears Many tears Upon the earth do fall Many voices raise Laments, they call God hears each word Each whispered thought Within His own heart’s walls Are they forever caught Does He do the same For all our tears As they release All our pain, our fears Does He gather Each tear as it drops Into His loving hands Do they make their final stop? Does He perhaps return All tears back to His earth From whence they came So they new life may seek to reclaim To water the plants For our souls do the same If so, it only goes to remarkably show That even tears can make things grow!!
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