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REVOLUTION

16 Sep

For though we walk in the flesh, we do not war after the flesh: (For the weapons of our warfare are not carnal, but mighty through God to the pulling down of strong holds;)   2 Corinthians 10:3-4 KJV

Firmly we stand,

with pure hearts,

and cleansed souls,

fire coursing through our veins,

exuding the power,

of the anointing within.

Are you ready for a Revolution?

At battle status,

with sword and shield,

we take our positions,

as warring spirits,

in the battle ground,

for man’s soul.

The army of God,

is cleansing a path,

for the graceful steps,

of the Bride of Christ.

No enemy can draw near,

no dart can reach its mark,

for the strength of David,

the wisdom of Deborah,

and the faith of John,

take authority,

over all principalities,

and powers of darkness.

Stand up, child of God,

renew your mind,

take your place,

as a Christian heir,

in the righteous army,

called to demand peace,

at all costs.

REVOLUTION!!

Written 10/23/1999

RELEASE

14 Sep

 

“And all this assembly shall know that the Lord saveth not with sword and spear: for the battle is the Lord’s, and he will give you into our hands.” 1 Samuel 17:47 KJV

Rise up my bride, soil not your gown.

Release the sword from your delicate fingers.

Rest in peace as I stand guard.

Your war is finished, the battle finally won.

Now the chamber waits with sweet fragrances

Of sanctioned prayers,

Washed clean with bottled tears.

Step up with me,

Safe within my arms,

In the place you never doubted would come.

Today we stand as one,

Faith upon Faith,

Truth within Truth,

Life into Eternity.

 

Written 2-6-2002

OH, COME NOW

13 Sep

But I have said unto you, Ye shall inherit their land, and I will give it unto you to possess it, a land that floweth with milk and honey: I am the Lord your God, which have separated you from other people.” Leviticus 20:24

In the challenge of tomorrow,

The world can be so cold,

We are called to shine as beacons,

A task not easily done.

Yet we walk with pride and victory,

Because we know what’s to come,

As we’re singing hallelujah,

Oh, Lord, we’re coming home.

Oh, come now,

Sweet Spirit,

Sweet Honey from above,

Precious Bread that’s never gone.

Bring Rivers,

Of Water,

To lead me along,

As the Spirit takes me home.

 

  Written as a song – 1991

JERUSALEM

13 Sep

“Happy art thou, O Israel: who is like unto thee, O people saved by the Lord, the shield of thy help, and who is the sword of thy excellency! and thine enemies shall be found liars unto thee; and thou shalt tread upon their high places.”  Deuteronomy 33:29

Mighty in power,

Stand up Jerusalem,

Born of a King,

Born of the light.

Draw in the children from nations,

Jerusalem,

Strengthened in love,

Pure in sight.

Carry the shield the sword,

And the armor,

Carry the word,

The truth and the light.

Hold them up high,

The enemy beckons,

Ready to go,

Ready to fight.

written 1992 as a song

HATRED

13 Sep

Whosoever hateth his brother is a murderer: and ye know that no murderer hath eternal life abiding in him.” 1 John 3:15

 

Hatred, like a canker,

eats even to the most

tender part of the soul.

It rests at the edge of love,

volleying back and forth,

pretending to be one,

and then another.

It separates father and son,

brother and sister,

spirit and soul,

mind and body.

It lives by many names,

anger, jealousy, rage,

all dividing,

all destroying,

all pulling asunder,

that which once was one.

But whether it manifests

as rightful or wrongful,

it stands firm to one truth,

the end thereof is death.

Come, Sweet Jesus,

and purge this cancer,

that it will have no claim,

on this life I call Yours.

 

 

Written 9-1-2000

GOD OF OUR FATHERS

7 Sep

“But with the precious blood of Christ, as of a lamb

without blemish and without spot:” 1 Peter 1:19

 

God of our fathers,

Perfect and true,

Tender Your Children,

Cleanse us a-new.

Merciful Savoir,

Source of new life,

God of our fathers,

Our precious delight.

 

 

Written as a song in 1991

MAJESTY

12 Apr

He that dwelleth in the secret place of the most High shall abide under the shadow of the Almighty. I will say of the Lord, He is my refuge and my fortress: my God; in him will I trust. Surely he shall deliver thee from the snare of the fowler, and from the noisome pestilence. He shall cover thee with his feathers, and under his wings shalt thou trust: his truth shall be thy shield and buckler.   Psalm 91:1-4

In the shadows of your wings,

We humbly come before Your throne.

Letting praise and worship ring,

Our words of love to You alone.

Majesty, Majesty.

Gentle whispers draw our prayers,

In loving arms He holds us near.

Precious moments linger there,

A refuge, safe, above all fear.

Majesty, Majesty.

As the gentle spirit flows,

He pulls away the tempered walls.

The new tender heart He shows,

The world in splendor as He calls.

Majesty, Majesty.

..

Written 1992 as a song

HOLD US CLOSE

12 Apr

“And they said one to another, Did not our heart burn within us, while he talked with us by the way, and while he opened to us the scriptures?”  Luke 24:32

 

We come to you, Oh, Lord,

Our hearts we open wide,

Sweet angels guide us home,

Through prayer we’re safe inside.

Keep hunger in our souls,

Sweet fillings every day,

We’ll gently teach your Word,

And live you ways.

Please hold us close, Oh, Lord,

The way is dark and steep,

We comfort in Your love,

With joy we weep.

Please walk with us, Oh Lord,

You’ve sent us to the world;

Their lives are dark and lost,

We’re here to stop their hurt.

Put mercy in our souls,

Your perfect love we seek;

For danger stands nearby,

Each time we speak.

We represent Your truths,

Our Joy must never dim;

That all may want to know,

The peace within.

 

We drink Your word, Oh Lord,

Our hearts and souls are filled.

Your teachings guide our steps,

Our fears and hurts are stilled.

We come in daily prayer,

Our vigils never cease.

We gladly intercede,

To bring our brothers peace.

Please guide each step, Oh Lord,

To keep our witness true,

Your Spirit lights our path,

Each faithful step renews.

 

 

Written 9-3-91 as a song

GRACE

12 Apr

 

“For the Lord God is a sun and shield: the Lord will give grace and glory: no good thing will he withhold from them that walk uprightly.”    Psalm 84:11 

Ever so gently, the Spirit comes,

gently calling, gently waking,

the sleeping soul.

Awake, Beloved, Arise,

join with me in sweet refreshing,

precious moments, you and I.”

And though I try,

to fight the weariness,

I fall again,

to senseless sleep..

Awake, Beloved, Arise,

rest in the peace only I can give.”

My soul rocks,

battered by my own strengths,

by my own weaknesses.

The angels of light,

war with the angels of darkness,

fighting for the rights,

to my blessing.

Again I try to rise,

“Grace” – “Grace”

for spiritual strength,

to fight the demons,

that take their positions,

to stop the Rhema,

about to birth.

“Grace” – “Grace”

And with my cry,

a change begins,

a pounding pulse,

a surge of fire,

a rising up,

to the Spirit of truth.

In sweet communion,

with the one true Lord,

all weariness passes.

Refreshing of Spirit,

refreshing of soul,

no weakened limb,

just tender moments,

in anointed splendor.

Arise, My Beloved,

and receive the gift,

I’ve so longed,

for you to have.

GRACE!

 

Written 11-1-98

 

FOR GRANTED

5 Apr

“The Lord liveth; and blessed be my rock; and let the God of my salvation be exalted.”  Psalm 18:46

Have I taken you for granted, Lord?

Can You forgive me?

Do you understand the pain of Circumstance,

That clouds reason.

You patiently wait as I blame you,

For events You had nothing to do with.

You sing to me songs of Love,

When I feel the depths of worthlessness.

You send me tender arms,

When I feel unloved and unlovable.

You send me songs of joy,

When tears steal my night.

You wake me with a tender caress,

Inviting me to intimate times with You.

You speak into my life the words of strength,

Courage and wisdom,

As I open the pages of Your Word.

You fill my mouth with the tongues of Angels,

A private language that only we understand.

Lord, do I take you for granted?

Will you forgive me.

Written 6/15/2002