Tag Archives: Spirit

THANK GOD

16 Sep

 

“Surely “the righteous shall give thanks unto thy name: the upright shall dwell in thy presence.”  Psalm 140:13 KJV

 

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In the sunrise, in the clouds above,

In the gentle lifting movement of a dove.

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In the quiet of a sweet sleeping child,

Thank God, Thank God.

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In the Stillness of a star filled sky,

In the company of loved ones on a cold night.

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In the riches and the fullness of life,

Thank God, Thank God.

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Thank God, Thank God,

For the blessings brought before us everyday.

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For the wonders and the peace in our hearts,

Thank God, Thank God.

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For the Spirit, in the hungry soul,

For the Words of truth that teach us of His love.

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In the fire, when the pulpit explodes.

Thank God, Thank God.

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In the filling of a new born child,

In the words and tongues of Angels spoken prayerfully,

For the moments when He calls out your name,

Thank God, Thank God.

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Written as a song in 1991

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SWEET PRINCE

16 Sep

 

“And “the four beasts had each of them six wings about him; and they were full of eyes within: and they rest not day and night, saying, Holy, holy, holy, Lord God Almighty, which was, and is, and is to come.”   Revelation 4:8   KJV

 

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Oh, that I could cup You in my hands and give to another to drink.

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Oh, that they could taste the sweet water that flows through

my body and trickles gently from my lips.

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Gentle Spirit, unbridled, yet housed within

– what peace you settle here.

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Kissed by Heaven

– Sweet, sweet soul.

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My praises could never foster a strong enough

command to properly honor you.

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Dearest friend – treasured Prince

– could words ever express the love

You gave to me to share.

 

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Written 5-24-1992

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SACRIFICE

16 Sep

“By him therefore let us offer the sacrifice of praise to God continually, that is, the fruit of our lips giving thanks to his name.”  Hebrews 13:15  KJV

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The Ancient of Days,

cast Himself to the earth,

in the form of a seed,

in the womb of a virgin.

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Subject, now, to heat and cold,

to fatigue and illness,

to prejudice and ridicule,

to suffering and pain.

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The Ancient of Days,

became man,

flesh, blood and Spirit;

willingly giving,

the power of deity,

for the birth of a nation.

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The God of Jessie,

born through the sacrifice of blood,

to become the blood sacrifice.

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From the promises to Adam,

to the revelation shown John,

the blood of God coursed the earth,

changing strength and direction,

at the tributary called Christ.

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The new stream of Christ,

fed the trees of new life,

where the roots of the old,

were washed clean.

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The water, most pure,

chased the stagnant pools of red,

that once rinsed man’s hands,

but touched not the soul.

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The water, most pure,

flowed over and cleansed,

the wounds of the past,

refreshing the hope,

of a dark, tarnished dream.

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The water of life,

borne from the blood,

of an innocent man,

takes sweet revenge,

on the deepest of sin.

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Released to be washed,

by the power of mercy,

by the treasure of grace,

it rises back up,

to the base of the cross.

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There, at the cross,

the blood and water,

of grace and mercy,

flows down to the earth,

as forgiven sin reaches up,

meeting at the feet of Christ.

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Running together they became one,

the earth shook with promise,

the sky darkened,

to reveal a new light,

and the rivers flowed,

with a new wine,

washing clean the weary souls,

of all that would reach forth,

in praise.

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Written 10-18-1998

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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

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In the challenge of tomorrow,

The world can be so cold,

We are called to shine as beacons,

A task not easily done.

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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.

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Oh, come now,

Sweet Spirit,

Sweet Honey from above,

Precious Bread that’s never gone.

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Bring Rivers,

Of Water,

To lead me along,

As the Spirit takes me home.

 

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  Written as a song – 1991

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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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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 

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Ever so gently, the Spirit comes,

gently calling, gently waking,

the sleeping soul.

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“Awake, Beloved, Arise,

join with me in sweet refreshing,

precious moments, you and I.”

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And though I try,

to fight the weariness,

I fall again,

to senseless sleep..

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“Awake, Beloved, Arise,

rest in the peace only I can give.”

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My soul rocks,

battered by my own strengths,

by my own weaknesses.

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The angels of light,

war with the angels of darkness,

fighting for the rights,

to my blessing.

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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.

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“Grace” – “Grace”

And with my cry,

a change begins,

a pounding pulse,

a surge of fire,

a rising up,

to the Spirit of truth.

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In sweet communion,

with the one true Lord,

all weariness passes.

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Refreshing of Spirit,

refreshing of soul,

no weakened limb,

just tender moments,

in anointed splendor.

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“Arise, My Beloved,

and receive the gift,

I’ve so longed,

for you to have.

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GRACE!

 

Written 11-1-98

 

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A NEW DAY

5 Apr

We have also a more sure word of prophecy; whereunto ye do well that ye take heed, as unto a light that shineth in a dark place, until the day dawn, and the day star arise in your hearts: 2 Peter 1:19

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You take the darkness of night,

Through the chill of dawn,

And burst forth the morning sky,

Opening in fragrant gold,

As a beautiful yellow rose bud,

Firm yet delicate,

Opening its vulnerable petals,

To bless the waiting soul.

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The colors race across the sky,

Painted by the wings of Angels.

The sun rises,

Orchestrating warmth and life,

Bringing hope.

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It’s a new day!

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And as these miracles of morning,

These miracles of life,

Explode all around,

So many pass right by,

Unaware.

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My Spirit cries out,

“Look what God has done,

Look what He has made for you.”

They pass right by,

Unaware.

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Let me always cling,

To the miracles of the moment,

Always aware,

Always grateful,

For the hand of God.

Written 4-2-97

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A BRAND NEW DAY

4 Apr

 

“For now we see in a mirror, darkly, but then face to face.

Now I know in part, but then I shall know just as I also am known.

And now abide faith, hope, love, these three; but the greatest of these is love.”

1 Corinthians 13: 12-13

 

Steam from the frigid water,

Rises up to kiss the sun.

Birds shake loose the morning dew,

And sing the sweetest song.

The leaves and petals raise their face,

To drink the first rays of day.

Music fills the air, chasing away the cold darkness,

Of the night.

Clouds part, allowing the gold and purple hues,

To dance across the sky.

Webs glisten in intricate geometric patterns.

Tiny footprints grace the fresh morning soil.

It’s a brand new day and God has given His first gift.

Lord, teach me to see with spiritual eyes,

The same daily beauty I see in the natural.

Remove the scales of circumstance,

That cloud my spiritual vision.

Help me to receive Your morning kiss,

With more joy and admiration,

Than simple nature.

Help me to receive the miracle of NOW.

 

Written 6-15-2002

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SECRET PLACE

22 Dec

“He that dwelleth in the secret place of the most High shall abide under the shadow of the Almighty. [2] I will say of the Lord, He is my refuge and my fortress: my God; in him will I trust.”   Psalm 91:1-2

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I have a secret place,

That I alone know.

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A place I call my own,

Where my Father and I,

Laugh together,

And cry together,

Face to face.

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It’s a very special place,

I can travel to at will,

Without ever leaving,

The place where I stand.

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In that secret place,

I see the face of God.

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Sometimes in a stranger,

Sometimes in the sky,

As I bask in His Holy Creation.

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My secret place has flowers,

And birds,

And streams,

And fields,

Sweet fragrances of memories,

And music that fills my soul,

Things that bring me closer,

To my Father’s voice.

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You may sit right near me,

And never see me leave,

But you’ll notice a different glow,

That saturates my spirit,

And lifts me every upward.

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My secret place can’t be found,

By anybody else.

But yours, my friend,

Waits for you,

Deep within your heart.

 

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Written 6-16-00

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MOAB IS MY WASHPOT

24 Nov

Psalm 60 and Psalm 108

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I have been set between two warring factions,

Each is dear to my heart.

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I stand between the two and push each back,

Trying in the physical to do that,

Which only the spiritual can change.

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The anger and violence that explodes is frightening,

It cannot continue – it must not.

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One faction leaves in rage,

Tainting the lives of those left behind.

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I grieve.

I grieve in travail that seemingly,

Cannot be quenched.

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I pray and clean my house,

I pray and stand in faith,

I pray and wait for my miracle,

It is taking so long.

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“Moab is my washpot,” says God,

my thorn, of incestuous birth,

and my cleansing bowl.

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Moab is my washpot,

A chosen outsider that I love,

With all of my heart.

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I long to draw him close,

Yet he has pushed me far away.

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I kneel before God,

Cleansing my past,

Cleansing my generations,

Cleansing the ground on which I stand,

Cleansing the future for my family to come.

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As I prepare a new path,

A new home, a new way,

The heaviness of anger and grief lift.

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When my loved one returns,

Peace will overcome turmoil,

Love will overcome rage.

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There will be much pain to be healed,

There will be times of testing,

Times of patience,

Times of re-washing and cleansing,

Times of reconciliation.

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I bless God for the times that Moab rose up,

For we had a mere existence,

An acceptance of the way things were,

Things that were not right.

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Without Moab, things might never have changed,

Now God can work His will,

In drawing us together,

The way we should have always been,

But couldn’t find the way.

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Thank you God, for the trial of Moab.

 

 

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Written 2-8-2001

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