Amazing GOD!
I know how it is to be lost
Rejected, scorned and abused.
I know the feeling and the cost
Of being unloved, cheated and used.
The hidden wounds, they always bleed
The angry words... they keep returning.
And through the years they all seemed healed
Those emotional scars just keep on hurting.
I used to hide under my bed.
My tears would dry as I fall asleep.
The fear and pain go through my head
And there's no one there to whom I can weep.
In anguished cry I called His name -'Jesus! '
No other word, not a scream for help.
He came, embraced me and called me... 'Child'
From then on His Loving Kindness I felt.
'Your days are written in My Book
Before any of them came to be-
I have you in the palm of My Hand, just look
Your tears are recorded in eternity.'
Today you are My treasured possession
Nothing in creation can separate us,
I bought you on the Cross of Redemption,
You received Me when you said 'Jesus''.
Now Earth has nothing that I can desire
For God is my Strength and Portion forever
My Lord and Savior, my Consuming Fire
I was lost now I'm found, Jesus My Redeemer!
'Before they call, I will answer;
While they are yet speaking, I will hear.'
ISAIAH 65: 24
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'...and call upon ME in the day of trouble;
I will deliver you and you will honor Me.'
Psalm 50: 15
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Prayer, Conversing With God
A conversation made with Him
Before I call He answers -
He knows me so well, it seems
He always listens to my prayers.
For while I am yet speaking
My loving God, He will hear
All of me before Him baring
With nary a doubt nor any fear.
'Call unto Me and I will show you
Great and mighty things'
All of this I have proven true
So with all my trust I keep on praying.
I pass the waters and have not drowned
Went through the fire and was not burned
The Mighty Yahweh had me owned
His Love and Faithfulness I yearned.
Before they call I will answer, while they are yet speaking,
I will hear.'
ISAIAH 65: 24
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February 25,2010
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My Redeemer Lives!
Even when I am old and gray
Lord, I will sing You praise
And though my life may ebb away
I will declare Your amazing Grace!
For You, O God have held me through
My darkest hours and human failings
A Faithful God, Lord You are True
You changed my mournings into dancing.
You are the Father to the fatherless
Near to the lost and brokenhearted
Shield for the lonely and the hopeless
Healer of the downcast and afflicted.
When my strength and flesh shall decay
I know the God Whom I believed
I know that my Savior for me prays
Jesus Christ, My Redeemer lives!
' Even when I am old and gray
do not forsake me, O God,
till I declare Your Power to the
next generation, Your might to all
who are to come.'
Psalm 71: 18
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February 26,2010
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God Waits For You T0 Come
Jesus God, our Healer, Friend
Ever present loving Savior
Come to Him, all you who weary
Heavy laden, life survivors.
He will never turn you away
Just come and call upon His Name
You need not excellently pray
Be yourself, He'll take you just the same.
In life, we all go around searching
Like wandering sheep that go astray
When all the while the Lord is waiting
For us to come to Him today.
Your burden He is more than able
To carry, cure, and dissipate
For with God, nothing is impossible!
Don't lose your life, it is not too late.
He is your Comfort, your Burden Bearer
Your Sun and Shield, your Hiding Place
The Rock of Ages, great Redeemer!
The Lord is gracious to show His Face.
'The Lord is my Rock, my Fortress and my Deliverer,
my God is my rock, in Whom I take refuge.
He is my Shield and the Horn of my Salvation,
my stronghold.'
Psalm 18: 2
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February 25,2010
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Count The Cost
Lord Jesus said to count the cost
Before you follow Him,
Before you seek to save the lost,
Each called as God's pilgrim...
For there are demons left and right,
With scoffers dead ahead
And darkness that's as black as night,
For which Lord Jesus bled...
Lord Jesus said to walk with love,
Yet love's more than a kiss,
Yet God grants you with grace enough
That you won't go amiss...
If you but clasp it to your chests
With footsteps borne of faith,
You may be liked as welcomed guests,
In time, some souls to save...
Lord Jesus said that talk was cheap,
Your actions prove your worth
And what you sow is what you reap,
Like wheat upon this Earth...
The legacy that each would leave
When your life's work is done,
Must merit what you will receive,
Rewarded by God's Son...
Lord Jesus said to count the cost
And most knew what He meant,
Though Jesus Christ was double-crossed,
To His own cross He went...
No angels called to rescue Christ
From what God had revealed,
The Lamb of God was sacrificed
And by His stripes we're healed...
Lord Jesus said eternity
Was offered to the wise
And such were bought at Calvary
Before God's Son would rise...
Evangelists are born not made,
Faithful fishers of men...
That's why the cost is sometimes paid
By Christians now and then...
Denis Martindale, copyright, February 2012.
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Revelation TV on UK Sky Digital 581
as well as the WATCH NOW link on
the revelationtv-dot-com website...
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The Cross Foretold
Seven hundred years before Jesus Christ ever walked on the earth,
Isaiah prophesied that He would be born through a virgin birth,
There was much misunderstanding in the land by those who heard it,
As they simply didn’t understand it would be through The Holy Spirit.
He would be born in a little town near Jerusalem called Bethlehem,
His name will be Jesus, for He will save His people from their sin.
Isaiah went on to explain the cross in Christ’s life as he appealed,
Who has believed and to whom has the arm of The Lord been revealed?
He, having no beauty or majesty, and having no appearance of a king,
Was not desired, but despised, rejected and familiar with suffering.
Although there was nothing in His appearance for them to desire Him,
God’s desire for them was to make His Son one-day a guilt offering.
As Isaiah compared us to sheep going astray, each of us his own way,
Jesus would be afflicted and by oppression and Judgment taken away,
Taken away on a Roman cross to be pierced and afflicted with our sin,
And His appearance was so disfigured, that many were appalled at Him.
It was the nation of Israel, to whom this message was first revealed,
He was despised and rejected, but it’s by His wounds they are healed.
Isaiah assures his people that Jesus will be back to save their land,
It’s then they will see what they were not told and truly understand.
(Copyright © 05/2002)
His Treasured Possessions
Even in darkness
Light dawns for the upright
Though there be sadness
Hope is not far from sight.
The rivers may rage;
The waters may swallow,
'Be of good courage'
His Word told you so.
In your emptiness
Hear well and be still -
Trust in His Kindness
Believe in His good Will.
For the God Who called you
He can never lie,
We're His Treasured Possessions
And that is YOU and I.
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February 9,2010
Philippines
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My Heart Worships You (Psalm)
O Lord, this world has nothing
To offer for my happiness
I found in You my everything
My life's so wonderfully blessed.
From birth, Lord, You have known me
You wove me in my mother's womb
You care for me so faithfully-
Love from the cradle to my tomb.
All my days are in Your Book,
You know the words that leave my lips,
My heart has yearned for years to look
For You the God that I worship.
Now You have found me I will be
All Yours my God for eternity,
Your love like Fire consumes completely,
Justice, Righteousness there for me.
Why should I fear the words of man?
No weapon formed against me stands,
Your Word refutes each one of them,
And through it all You hold my hand.
You are my God, I worship You!
My heart will glorify in praise-
All works You've done and what You are:
The God of Kindness, Love and Peace.
I soar on wings like an eagle's
Oh my spirit soars in Your wings!
Of mourning there's very little
For my heart in joy and love, it sings!
Your will is all that I desire,
To follow You where You lead me
And loving You I'll never tire,
Each breath I take to worship Thee.
'Let not the wise man boast of his wisdom,
or the strong man boast of his strength,
or the rich man boast of his riches.
but let him who boasts, boast abou this:
that he understand and knows Me,
That I am the Lord, Who exercises Kindness, Justice,
and Righteousness on earth....for in these I delight.'
JEREMIAH 9: 23-24
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April 12,2009
Philippines
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A Better Fix
Today's young people want a quick fix
In those drugs and drinks that they can get
And so in much trouble they get to mix
With their lives destroyed, filled with regret.
But another alternative is there for you
It's just waiting for your daily taking
A very good fix it can assure you
And make you productive in your living.
God's Word is power for success
And from it you must not depart
Kept in your life, it will surely bless
Your soul, and Peace will fill your heart.
Unload your baggage as it' s getting late
In Life, when you fix your human eyes
On Jesus the Perfecter of your faith
You'll run with strength and be very wise.
'The fear of the Lord leads to life,
Then one rests content, untouched by trouble.'
Proverbs 19: 23
'He who walks with the wise, grows wise,
but a companion of fools suffers harm.'
Proverbs 13: 20
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February 18,2010
Philippines
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Apolutrosis (Redemption)
In utter humility,
Yeshua came to be
Taking on humanity,
To ransom you and me.
From Genesis it was done
The apolutrosis of man-
The Godhead devised the plan,
And so the Son became Man.
Jesus Christ, One Redeemer
And His Blood, our Purifier,
The One and only Mediator
And there is no other Savior.
'Tetelestai! ' Jesus cried-
'It is finished! ' then He died,
Eternal debt was put aside,
And so in Him will Truth abide.
Man's false doctrine tries to mix
A human being as 'mediatrix'
Redemption's glory to affix-
To a woman unaware of the fix.
'I Am the Lord there is no other,
Apart from Me there is no God.'
Why give glory to the mother
When only Jesus shed His Blood?
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'Tetelestai' -Hebrew for 'fully paid'
'Apolutrosis' -Greek for 'full ransom paid'
'I Am the Way, the Truth, and the Life,
no one comes to the Father except through Me.'
JOHN 14: 6
'For there is One Mediator between God and men, the man Christ Jesus, who gave Himself as a ransom for all men - the testimony given in its proper time.'
2 TIMOTHY 2: 5
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April 2009
Philippines
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Wishful Dreams
In dreams persistently you are
A present vision, ever haunting
At night like a brilliant distant star
The sight of you fills me with longing.
You call my name there in my dreams
Embraced I am in fleeting shadows
You hold my hand like fading moonbeams
But you're not there in my tomorrows.
If life could be lived in wishful dreams
No waking up in the brightness of sun
Together we will be forever it seems
Of days and of parting... there will be none.
Copyright Cynthia Buhain-Baello
February 22,2010
Philippines
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Take Two
Angry goodbyes can break our hearts
Quick words released, they can resound
And open doors where Love departs
Then fleeting Joy cannot be found.
But like the dove that flies back home
One word of 'Sorry' can bring healing
Like a second read of a much-loved poem
That word returns the loving feeling.
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February 27,2010
Philippines
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Our Ziklag Times
Oh what pain consumes our hearts!
Gnawing fears and despondency,
With all jobs lost, income departs,
And the homeless dwell in famined economy.
Now where are the money crutches we had?
Weren't those our firm securities?
Our wealth, our homes, our little gods,
Our empty thrones of prosperity.
In our distress we cry out loud,
In anguish for the loss of all we own,
No more room for the haughty and proud,
For we come to reap what we have sown.
Only in distress will we seek Him,
When we have no more strength to weep,
Unless the suffering hems us in,
We won't give God our lives to keep.
With God all things are possible!
And no global economy can hold Him,
An Awesome God Who is more than able
To reverse Ziklag and our lands redeem.
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'Before you call I will answer,
While you are yet speaking I will hear.
For I Am the Lord there is no other,
Return to Me and I will draw near.
I Am the Lord there is no other,
I form the light and the darkness,
I bring prosperity and create disaster,
I, the Lord, do all these things.'
(Isaiah 45: 6-7)
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June 25,2009
Philippines
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Brokenness
Unless the grain of wheat
Falls to the ground and dies
Change won't be complete
Because from there, a new growth lies.
Unless a man be broken
And shed off from his old Self
Molding cannot be given
On the jar there on Life's shelf.
On the clay there must be a crushing
For the new jar to be molded
There must be renewed pounding
For the metal to be welded.
New life can never sprout
From the seed that remains whole
And fruit cannot come out
Without brokenness of Soul.
'My flesh and my heart may fail, but God is the strength of my heart and my portion forever.'
(PSALM 73: 26)
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February 24,2010
Philippines
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What Used To Be
I was too, once deceived, but through God’s Word I believed,
Knowledge of God, I had none, but then I embraced His Son.
I was too, a sinner lost, but then I read about Calvary’s cross,
Where The Lord was crucified, and for all my sin He had died.
Though darkness was all around, by Christ Jesus I was found,
Giving me through His Light, a path to life, out from my night.
Christ sent me the Holy Spirit, to teach me Truth when I hear it,
To grow in the knowledge of Him, who saved me from my sin.
I was separated from a Holy God, upon this fallen earthly sod,
But, brought into His family, through Christ’s Cross at Calvary.
In my trespasses, I was dead, no matter what my religion said,
But, from The Son, Jesus Christ, I was given by God New Life.
In my previous life I was all alone, left on earth to simply roam,
Now my Shepherd and my guide, Christ, is always by my side.
Once I had lived with uncertainty, about the time called eternity,
Now I know through His Grace, in heaven for me awaits a place.
A place for me’s been secured, by Jesus Christ my loving Lord,
Where in His presence I shall be, and, throughout all of Eternity.
And friend God wants you to know, you can have a place to go,
To live with Him in heaven above, provided by our Savior’s love.
(Copyright ©08/2007)
On That Cross
Light swallows darkness
Like a candle in a room
Truth always uncovers
And both remove the gloom
Where life before was empty
And Hope was hard to find
Light from Jesus sets you free
Trust Him with heart and mind.
As one of those in prison
Held by pain and by sorrow
Wracked in anger that goes on
I had no Peace and no tomorrow
When to Jesus at last I cried
With His great Love He healed me
On that Cross for me He died
My sins forgiven, I was free!
Jesus is the only Answer
And the Healer of all our pain
He alone is our Redeemer
In Him we're never lost again
The peace He gives is never ending
His grace sufficiently He gives
He ever lives and interceding
For all who trust, in Him believe.
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Kindness
Kindness is an alien word today,
Eventually bound for extinction.
For angry words that people say
All carry tones of sheer vexation.
If words can swallow each man whole
Then we'll devour each other up,
For rage has taken each man's soul
One sentence then would be enough.
Perhaps it's time we change the tune
And lace our human words with grace
This higher form of life may soon
In time end up without a trace.
For there is only one distinction
That separates man from all the rest
Aside from Love's profound emotion,
Of virtues, Kindness is man's best.
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'But the fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, perseverance, and long suffering....'
February 2,2010
Philippines
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Jesus Our Victory
Search no more in human wisdom
Nor live in wasted emptiness
For when to Jesus you would come
In Him alone, is Happiness.
His Love and Mercy you'll receive
The gift He paid for on the Cross
Just call to Him, in faith believe
He heals your pain, your hurts, your loss.
Yes, He alone rose from the dead
In Power showed His Victory
On death, He is the Living Bread
The One Who reigns through eternity!
He comes to all who would receive Him
His Gift of Life, Salvation free
Light of the world in darkness dim
Prince of Peace, our Jubilee!
'Then Jesus declared, 'I am the Bread of Life. He who comes to Me will never go hungry, and he who believes in Me will never be thirsty.'
(John 6: 35)
'I am the Light of the World.' (John 9: 5b)
'Jesus said to her, 'I am the Resurrection and the Life. He who believes in Me will live, even though he dies...' (John 11: 25)
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February 6,2011
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Crossing My Sea
I am crossing my red sea
And the waters are high
They're over and above me
And they make me cry.
The burdens are heavy
Gargantuan tasks
The challenges many
More than I can ask.
The staff that You gave me
Is this little pen
For writing is surely
What You intend.
I am crossing my red sea
And my hopes will be bright
As long as You're with me
My life is alright.
My needs You do know
As I journey across
I will trust You and so
I will not suffer loss.
Hold my hand in this sea
Many times I will stumble
Let me reach victory
For I know You are able!
'I love You, O Lord, my Strength.'
Psalm 18: 1
May 25,2009
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Philippines
February 3,2010
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His Promises, His Love
His promises preserve my life
These are the anchors in my strife.
When there are just uncertainties
His Presence is my reality.
The painful past keeps haunting me
But His loving kindness here will be
The healing balm that moves my soul
From brokenness, He makes me whole.
His Love is always here abiding
And in His Words will be my guiding,
With every step this is my Light
In darkness deep directs my sight.
My God is ever Faithful, True
And in this life He'll pull me through.
I know that when my life is over
He'll be my heaven, the Lord, my Savior.
June 4,2009
Philippines
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' Yet I am always with You;
You hold me by my right hand.
You guide me with Your counsel,
and afterward You will take me into glory.
Whom have I in heaven but You?
And earth has nothing I desire besides You.
My flesh and my heart may fail,
but God is the strength of my heart
and my Portion forever.'
Psalm 73: 23-26
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God's Only Way
As we journey through each day, we need to point men to The Way,
To the only way of hope for all; to God’s redemption from man’s fall.
Christ came into a world condemned; to bring God’s Truth to all men.
In this world, all have sinned, and God’s redemption is found in Him.
Christ spoke to men with authority, as He spoke to them of Eternity.
Many men were amazed at Christ, as Jesus spoke about New Life.
Life that goes beyond this earth, a life men receive upon New Birth.
In Christ we become Born Again, to enter into a life that has no end.
Jesus Christ is the Creator of all, a perfect creation before man’s fall.
Jesus came to this earth my friend, to become the Savior of all men.
Jesus Christ is God’s Only Son, who died on the cross for everyone.
And the blood He shed that day, confirmed that He is The Only Way.
For Christ is God’s only Salvation, not for one, but for every nation.
Only Jesus Christ died at Calvary, for all the sin of both you and me.
And the message we must herald, He died for the sin of all the world.
God had paid the ultimate price, by sending His Son as our sacrifice.
Friend, only Jesus Christ rose again, this to offer New Life to all men.
And only through Jesus Christ, can all men experience Eternal Life.
For only Christ died and rose again, to become the Savior of all men.
Soon Christ the Eternal Creator, is coming back as Lord and Savior.