Then My Soul

We are all immortal, living spirits. Created in the image of God, we will never cease to exist, and the good thing about life is that He gives you the freedom to choose where you will spend eternity!


Then My Soul

Then my soul
Raised her hands
Unbound by earth
Unlocked from land

Blew out her wings
Called by Your Spirit's
Songs
From heaven's hope
They rise, they spring

And sailed away
From off this
Darkened ground
Following
Your Sweet Voice's sound
To live forever within
Christ’s Glory!!

Of His Power

Of His Power!!

A vision was given
An impression received
Beautiful yet frightening
So clearly seen
Yet sometimes even I find it
Hard to believe

That You would honor me
With this vision
Of Your holy one
This angelic messenger
Impressed was I
Of that you can be sure

In his great power
& in silence he stood
On a cloud so white
In his full magnificent glory
And Your Most Holy Might

Beautiful,
Over his skin’s surface dwelling
Rainbow’s colors changing, moving
Of Your spirit’s beauty was it telling

His eyes full of so fierce a light
It gave my heartbeat a moment’s fright
Compelling, yet I yearned to turn away
Yet held was I & stayed

With one wink
Destroyed could he have me
Ferocious in his glory
Showing only the story
The completeness of
Your Glory’s overwhelming power

Although sometimes I think
Does it take a slightest toll
Upon the stronghold of my soul
These dreams, these visions
Yet I beg please, please do not scold
Because I have from the very start
In telling of had only best intentions
For your soul’s peace of heart

The Goal

The Goal

Christ had a goal
In many words
In His sacred book
Is this very specifically told
It was to save us

With His love, kindness,
Endurance
And
Finally, death
Was it shown
But
Also with His brutal honesty
In words sometimes harsh
Was it told

Today more than ever
Do people need to hear
Truth of our reality
Sin is still sin
Still wrong
Never a golden crown
Will we win
Without facing God's truths

In the war that rages
Around us for our souls
May we ever be honest
With ourselves, others
Win back that
Which satan stole
Intimacy with God
But only in heaven's
Complete truth
Will ever we be able
To reach that perfected goal!

Him

Him

I was meant to be
With Him
I was created to live
With Him
I was given wings to fly only
With Him


I was meant to flourish
With Him
I was made to grow and
Become more
With Him
I was made to be in love
With Him


Who is this Him
I speak of?
Our living, breathing God,
Creator, Master, Lord
So do not be ashamed
To lift up Holy Hands
If it is Him whom you adore
This Our Yahshua
For only He is where
Our eternity dwells
And His Beauty reigns
Supreme!

Turning

Turning

Turning,
Turning
Our whole planet
Always turning
Night to day
Day to night
Light to dark
Darkness to light
Always on the move

Even this our very selves
As on this moving world
Constantly do we dwell
Each an eternal spirit
Moving, turning through
Each day
To the left or
To the right
Toward the dark or
To the light

Turning to God’s perfect love
To fill your spirit from above
Or
To the darkened concept
Of the narcissistic self
One leads to destructive death
The other to an incomprehensible
Wealth
These two sides to life
We seem to have been dealt

But the choice is yours
Turning to one side or
The other
To destroy or to lift up
Your sisters, your brothers
So that as through our lives
We’re turning along
Only to one of these
May you ultimately belong