Stripped Meaning to Be destroyed Removed As in to strip old paint Now old undesirable varnish Remove old tarnish
As I stand still Look around Unwillingly caught In all the world's sounds My spirit feels there is Something amiss Something Imprisoned into A darkened twist It is our sense of reality
There is a loss of authority Not of ours, oh no, no In our own we boast all day Over that we keep a tight grip Over that most will sing All day long Through loose, smiling lips It is of someone else's loss
Into the air madly have We tossed Christ's authority Our Creator's Sovereignty Over everyone, everything From Him His power Have we STRIPPED
Today even inside Large and small churches Pastors just say Jesus loves you Which, of course, is the truth But downplay HIS KINGSHIP Is it ignorance or fear Is it now today They're afraid to say He is also our Righteous Judge Full Authority, Power Only belongs to Him All of life's rules, guidelines Come from Him
In the middle of today's Broken world with pain so rife In its confusion, satan's evil, full of strife We need to return to the truth Of our One true leader's power And to bend the knee And refuse to strip Christ Of His rightful authority HIS OVERWHELMING MAJESTY AND UNENDING GLORY!
I hope everyone has a God-blessed day! This video/poem is available also on my youtube channel Susan Guinn at: https://youtu.be/2G_JPJo-rCY
Now That’s Pretty!!
Sunrises are pretty Flowers, Oh, their colors Can make you Quite giddy! Butterflies Babies smiles Laughter Winter’s perfect seasons But sadly Just physical Not spiritual That comes only From God Is God
Warmth Affection Perfect Love Shining, streaming From above Never leaving Always present Always good Always faithful Even when I'm not
King of the 2nd, 3rd, 4th chance Showing in His Celebratory Graveyard Dance His Almighty Power Over satan, death Resurrecting people With His every breath
And then my soul stretched out her arms, blew out her wings and sailed away!
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A unique, one of a kind daily devotional! With a poem for each day of the year and Bible verses to illustrate and enhance the meaning of each rhyme, this devotional strives to help you draw closer to your Creator/Lord, His Son, Jesus Christ and His Holy Spirit. May God, our Rock, continue to bless your spiritual journey through these poems.
May God bless your Sunday morning! I pray He would again pour out His Holy Spirit on His beloved world and once more fill it with the same fire as He did on that long ago Pentecost. May God bless and protect your day!!
Better Than What He Left It!
Be you transformed! Brave even miraculous words You first century apostle! By pagan ignorant ears Were they heard Yet, Even though simple, plain Look how they set a culture On fire!
Jesus loves you just as you are True, true Words from pulpits heard very often today But In a darkened, sin-filled condition Never did He mean to let you stay!!
Always, always better He wants For you To be changed, renewed He wants to leave you better Than what He found you So, go, sin no more Let your eternal spirit soar And Through a Holy Spirit's Pentecostal fire Reach ever so much higher Leave the world a little better Than what you found it!!!
There is nothing Nothing Let me repeat Nothing As beautiful As wonderful As Being with Christ Jesus And may I guess As breath-takingly Stupendous As my first glance Into His Face
Oh, The joy The peace To fill my soul From such Might not my small heart Explode? For now, I suppose I do not know
But let me You reassure No matter for now What you may Have to endure In a world so lost That for it There is no other cure But Christ Himself If you hang in there Persevere Until the end You will win HIS INFINITY So rare, unique So Gloriously Pure!!
You may watch this video also on my You Tube channel under my name Susan Guinn. Have a blessed day.
The Demon Slayers
Demon Slayers What even we were meant to be At just one whisper of Christ’s name The darkness trembles Then it turns to flee Over man’s history on this earth Life became an entirely new game
Attackers at first Until. . . Christ’s resurrection bought for us A complete and total new birth Now satan’s demons run and hide Afraid at last to show their true face Knowing now had come Of their beforehand freedom The very last taste
Christ, Now ensconced upon His royal throne Encircled with His eternal beauty’s golden glow Christ’s heavenly warriors are daily sent To rend and destroy man’s age-old foe So we too may begin our most joyful ascent Towards Our Savior’s most glorious grace And His Paradise’s Open Gates!!
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