Tag Archives: Exodus

Generations

17 Jan

Generations

Thou shalt not bow down thyself to them, nor serve them: for I the Lord thy God am a jealous God, visiting the iniquity of the fathers upon the children unto the third and fourth generation of them that hate me;                                                             Exodus 20:5

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Thou shewest lovingkindness unto thousands, and recompensest the iniquity of the fathers into the bosom of their children after them: the Great, the Mighty God, the Lord of hosts, is his name,                                                                Jeremiah 32:18

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The weight of the sins,

     of generations past,

     burden my shoulders.

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I am tempted and swayed,

     toward an evil I don’t understand,

     and yet I crave.

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I carry the mantle of a cursed generation,

     passed down,

     father to child,

     a covenant of sin.

     In which generation do I fall,

     3rd, 5th, maybe 7th?

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The shadow of a cross

     falls across the path,

     I’ve been destined to walk.

     It breaks the pulling of the grave.

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As I look to the man hanging thereon,

     calling my name,

     I feel the mantle lighten.

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Resting at His feet,

     I look upward,

     into His pain wracked face;

     the blood from His pierced hands,

     falls on the mantle I carry,

     breaking the chains that hold it there,

     releasing the shell,

     it falls to the ground.

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His eyes watch and question,

     “Will you pick it back up?”

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Within my womb rests a nation.

     Their destiny rests within the choice,

     I must make.

     Their blessing or cursing

     rests in the power

     of my decision.

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Do I pick up the mantle

     of my fathers,

     or wear a crown of thorns,

     adorned with the ruby red drops

     of the Savior’s blood,

     one day to be traded

     for a crown of gold.

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There, at the foot of the cross,

     lay the empty shell,

     a wicked generation

     left behind  –  cleansed

     by the flow of blood.

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BEHIND YOUR VEIL

16 Jan

 Veil

“And thou shalt hang up the vail under the taches, that thou mayest bring in thither within the vail the ark of the testimony: and the vail shall divide unto you between the holy place and the most holy”. Exodus 26:33 KJV

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Pull me back,

Behind Your veil,

For I have ventured out,

Into the land of Giants,

Trying to forge the path,

I think You want me to walk.

Yet in this land is confusion,

Not born of You.

In this land is strife,

Not called by Your lips.

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Scourge the stubbornness from my soul,

Which says this is the way,

This must be the way.

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I know this is the wrong way, Lord,

For ‘round about mingle tormenting demons,

Cast from the souls of the dying lost.

Light and darkness may not dwell together.

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I humbly step back, Lord,

Behind Your veil.

Repenting of the thoughts,

That I could know Your will.

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Behind the veil is perfect peace.

Behind the veil is Grace.

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I’ll rest my mind and bathe my feet,

Until you open the door,

Preparing my journey.

Leaving no possible doubt

Of the path You have set.

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But let me rest,

Behind the veil,

Until You are sure,

I will stray no more.

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