Tag Archives: Arms

MAJESTY

12 Apr

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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

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In the shadows of your wings,

We humbly come before Your throne.

Letting praise and worship ring,

Our words of love to You alone.

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Majesty, Majesty.

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Gentle whispers draw our prayers,

In loving arms He holds us near.

Precious moments linger there,

A refuge, safe, above all fear.

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Majesty, Majesty.

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As the gentle spirit flows,

He pulls away the tempered walls.

The new tender heart He shows,

The world in splendor as He calls.

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Majesty, Majesty.

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Written 1992 as a song

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LITTLE CHILD

12 Apr

The Spirit of the Lord is upon me, because he hath anointed me to preach the gospel to the poor; he hath sent me to heal the brokenhearted, to preach deliverance to the captives, and recovering of sight to the blind, to set at liberty them that are bruised, To preach the acceptable year of the Lord. Luke 4:18-19

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Huddled mass, skin and bone,

Family gone, not a home.

Alcohol, to soothe the pain,

Curb the heat, repel the rain.

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The future looks very bleak,

Live day by day, week by week.

Need to change, don’t know how,

Need it bad, need it now.

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Little child, deep inside,

I am here, I am light,

Come to Me,

You’ll be free.

I am Jesus.

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Every night, fight and steal,

Need the drugs, need to deal.

Seated deep, anger hides,

Worthlessness, fear inside.

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Drugs help forget, take you high,

Just for today, it’s gone tonight.

Have to stop, too much strife,

I want to love, I want a life.

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Little child, deep inside,

I am here, I am light,

Come to Me,

You’ll be free.

I am Jesus.

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Daytime I sleep, nights work the street,

Sometimes it’s okay, sometimes I’m beat.

Don’t matter to no one, no one to care,

I can’t run away, I wouldn’t dare.

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I still have a family, ran away from that mess,

Afraid to go back, they hate me, I guess.

I want to be wanted, want someone to care,

I need arms to hold me, someone to be there.

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Little child, deep inside,

I am here, I am light,

Come to Me,

You’ll be free.

I am Jesus

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Work all day, sometimes nights,

Work is tough, at home we fight.

Plagued by bills, how can we pay,

Sometimes I want to run away.

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A wife and kids, they need to be fed,

Would they do better with me dead.

I can’t hardly cope with the pressure today,

There must be something, there must be a way.

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Little child, deep inside,

I am here, I am light,

Come to Me,

You’ll be free.

I am Jesus.

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Home all day, kids to tend,

House to clean, clothes to mend.

Screaming and fussing, night and day,

I want out, but there’s no way.

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Husband’s late, if he comes home at all.

Drinking and fighting, never does call.

Don’t want today, don’t want tomorrow,

There must be some way to end this sorrow.

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Little child, deep inside,

I am here, I am light,

Come to Me,

You’ll be free.

I am Jesus.

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When it all seems to hard,

When there seems no way out,

When it all seems so hopeless,

Lives of anger and doubt.

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There’s one who can help you,

He’s faithful and strong.

He’s waiting to greet you,

Whatever your wrongs.

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He is Jesus.

Written 3/17/95

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FOR GRANTED

5 Apr

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

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Have I taken you for granted, Lord?

Can You forgive me?

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Do you understand the pain of Circumstance,

That clouds reason.

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You patiently wait as I blame you,

For events You had nothing to do with.

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You sing to me songs of Love,

When I feel the depths of worthlessness.

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You send me tender arms,

When I feel unloved and unlovable.

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You send me songs of joy,

When tears steal my night.

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You wake me with a tender caress,

Inviting me to intimate times with You.

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You speak into my life the words of strength,

Courage and wisdom,

As I open the pages of Your Word.

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You fill my mouth with the tongues of Angels,

A private language that only we understand.

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Lord, do I take you for granted?

Will you forgive me.

Written 6/15/2002

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MY PRECIOUS FATHER

22 Dec

“To appoint unto them that mourn in Zion, to give unto them beauty for ashes, the oil of joy for mourning, the garment of praise for the spirit of.” Isaiah 61:3

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I have a precious Father,

Who is always there for me.

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Not one minute of the day goes by,

When I can’t see Him and all He’s done.

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A Father whose lap I can nestle in,

When I’m feeling tired or overwhelmed;

Where I can grieve and mourn,

And feel peace as His strong arms,

Shroud me with His Glory.

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I have a precious Father,

Who never leaves my side.

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He provides the joy in my happiness,

He provides the strength in my sadness.

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He gives me the freedom of decisions,

And the mercy of forgiveness,

When my decisions are poor.

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I have a precious Father,

Who provides the sunlight of my mornings,

A cool breeze in the heat of the day,

And the brightness of silvery stars in a blackened night.

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My Father paints the sky,

With the rise and set of the sun,

And dances the clouds about,

For my pleasure.

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I have a precious Father,

Who holds the wealth of Kings,

In the palm of His hand.

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Who lifts the broken out of poverty,

Lays waste the Kingdoms of the unrighteousness.

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And in all His greatness and majesty,

My precious Father,

Never forgets me,

Never sets me aside,

Never leaves me for a moment,

Even in times when I am less than thoughtful.

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A precious Father that will remain with me,

All the days of my life,

Even though I choose,

To walk away from Him.

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I have a precious Father,

Who will grant me the wisdom,

And bless me with the anointing,

To remain in His will,

Protecting His legacy,

In my meager way,

Always remembering,

That I have a precious Father.

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Written 6/15/1997

 

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The Mother

22 Dec

“… how often would I have gathered thy children together, as a hen doth gather her brood under her wings…” Luke 13:34

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A belt of Gold brings together

A Garment of Praise,

Purple and Azure,

And a covering of Righteousness

White and Pure.

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A Crown of Royalty rests on her Head,

Wrapped in Purple,

Yet unadorned,

For the Wedding Day has not yet come.

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Majestic Arms,

Strong and Firm,

Reach out to the Nations,

Then gather back together the wounded and grieved,

In a warm embrace.

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Standing firm,

On a strong foundation,

Not gilded or adorned with useless jewelry,

Set soundly on a true doctrine,

That none may cover.

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She pours out the sustenance needed,

To strengthen the Saints of God.

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One vessel holding the Priest’s share of the sacrifices,

Brought to the Brazen Altar,

Given graciously to those who hunger.

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One vessel holds the precious food of the Spirit,

The Word of God,

Served to build the body of faith.

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Eyes keenly upon the task at hand,

Not to the left or the right.

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Face radiant with the glory of God,

Anointed to shepherd the people,

Those unwanted by the church of glass and velvet,

Those needing the foundation and guidance,

To heal.

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The hand of the 5-fold ministry,

Carefully pours the anointing out,

To those appointed to fulfill the need.

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The Mother,

The Church,

Will rise,

Bearing the vessels of truth and righteousness,

On its shoulders,

Looking for a people, to dip and drink.

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It will rise in strength and confidence,

Knowing her place.

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Only setting her work aside,

For a moment,

That moment when she embraces her children,

Blessing them and sending them forward,

To find their place.

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Then lifting her vessels again,

Placing them firmly upon her shoulders,

She presses onward.

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Written 10-11-01

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QUIET PLACE

15 Oct

“My righteousness is near; my salvation is gone forth, and mine arms shall judge the people; the isles shall wait upon me, and on mine arm shall they trust.” Isaiah 51:5

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Gathered in His arms, resting In His lap.

A daughter held safely in the tender arms of her Father.

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We rock gently, back and forth,

To the song You’ve placed in my heart.

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The warmth of love radiates through me.

It is a preciousness I feel nowhere else.

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And as the pressures of the day begin to push in,

I will step away to a quiet place.

 

I will wrap Your arms around me,

And taste the sweetness of Your love,

That burns always in my heart.

 

 

Written 6-15-2002

 

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