A Knight Of The Realm
When he was young, he learnt to fight, yet not to prove his power.
He was a hero not through might, but that he would not cower.
He chose his battles not for fame, but for good reasons why,
For what good was a foolish aim if he should lose and die?
When he was young, he learnt to pray for courage and resolve.
He studied Scripture every day in order to evolve.
A man is more than flesh and bones and more than muscles, too.
More known for what his heart condones and if his word is true.
When he was young, his parents taught respect and courtesy,
So that temptations never caught the man he chose to be...
Thus years passed by and wisdom smiled and gave his spirit peace.
By faith he served, as if God's child, his good works to increase.
When he was young, Christ used him most, a champion of the Lord.
And while he travelled coast-to-coast, his fame was not ignored.
He counselled lost souls to repent, he shared God's gentle grace,
Because Christ was his one true friend, the Judge that all must face.
When he was young, he had no wife, no heirs to call his own,
Instead, he offered Christ his life, as knights serve kings alone...
The Holy Grail was like his muse, yet faith more wisdom brings...
No better king should a knight choose than Christ the King of Kings!
Denis Martindale, copyright, January 2011.
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The Gentle Joy Of Jesus
The gentle joy of Jesus Christ was shown in every smile,
From when the Lord was first baptised, He walked the extra mile.
The Holy Spirit blessed God's Son and those God chose to heal,
For Jesus prayed, 'Thy will be done! ' each time He paused to kneel.
To think, that Jesus walked this Earth, of all the worlds to grace.
To think, God chose to prove His worth, so we might seek His face.
Just think, of all God chose to share, eternal life and more,
Through Him who died, our sins to bear... such truths fill us with awe.
The world spins still as time ticks by... two thousand years of love.
Two thousand years to God must fly, as He looks down above...
Yet God will send His Son again, to rule the whole world wide!
Once more, but only God knows when, with signs to be our guide.
Behold the times in which we live, they mirror Noah's day,
Yet God is ready to forgive repenting souls who pray.
From Hell to Heaven, each must choose, damnation or rewards?
Salvation means Good News! Good News! In Christ, the Lord of Lords!
Denis Martindale, copyright, March 2011.
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Silver Tears Yet Golden Years
Our babies' tears are commonplace,
They cry at anything...
Yet when I looked at Christ's sad face,
Those tears were from a king...
Not just a king, not just a lord,
But total royalty...
And from His death, I stood assured,
Because He died for me...
Disciples know sins have a price,
An innocent must die...
With Christ, a willing sacrifice,
The cost to Him was high...
With no way out, He shed His Blood,
To mingle with His tears...
Forgiveness through the Son of God
That trickles through the years...
A billion prayers are prayed each day
By saints across the world,
Declaring Jesus is The Way,
Triumphant, arms unfurled...
With miracles for young and old,
With prophecies so true,
To be fulfilled as good as gold
And visions meant for you...
Behold, the challenge! Save the lost!
Declare Good News to all,
Lord Jesus Christ has paid the cost!
Explained by Brother Paul...
Like John and James and Peter taught,
In Bible books preserved,
Our precious souls by Christ were bought,
By God's grace, through His Word...
No man can boast he saved his soul
With sins against his name,
For sins when he lost self-control
That cause his conscience shame,
Yet Jesus takes those sins away!
As far from East to West,
His Royal Pardon saves the day!
Through Him, this world is blessed...
But who believes God's great Good News?
Salvation! Saved by faith!
Made plain to Gentiles and to Jews,
So that they might be brave...
Enough to kneel, to pray, to yield,
To trust in Christ the King...
Obedient to God's grace revealed...
To me, that's everything!
When Christ returns, who will He find
Who's faithful to the end?
Who wants to leave this world behind
And join Him as their friend,
To leave their house, their street, their town,
The planet Earth below...
Past silver tears still falling down
For golden years to know?
Denis Martindale, copyright, March 2012.
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Thank God For Fridays
Thank God for every blessing shared!
Thank God in Jesus' Name!
The love of God can't be compared!
No other love's the same!
For who is like the Lord of hosts?
No king above Him rules!
Dismiss the pride of he who boasts,
For such as these are fools
Thank God for friendships old and new
And colleagues young and old!
Thank God when strangers say, 'Thank you! '
With hearts as good as gold!
Consider all God's benefits,
His laws meant for our good!
It's true that He in judgment sits,
So let's do what we should!
Thank God for every prophecy!
Thank God for Bible truths!
The love of God for you and me
Is backed by daily proofs!
Receive, believe! Breathe in, breathe out!
There's air in full supply
Why, then, should we, fall into doubt?
Lord Jesus is nearby!
Thank God for Jesus when you pray
Thank God for all He's done
No other man sins' debts could pay
Let's praise God for His Son!
Thank God for Fridays, yes, that's true!
Thank God for all Christ brings
Monday to Sunday, God bless you
Who serve the King of Kings!
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Camelot
In ancient times, young Arthur stood,
Above the stubborn stone
That held a destiny so good,
For one and one alone...
Who held the sword within its power
Would rule the kingdom well
And suddenly, within the hour,
That secret it must tell...
When Arthur pulled and pushed the sword,
He learnt the lesson there,
That strength alone is self-assured,
A King must show a care...
As force is just the start, not all,
It's wisdom that each needs
And blessed are those who hear its call,
Without it, none succeeds...
When Merlin played his magic arts
With potions and dark spells,
His incantations fooled men's hearts
With showmanship that sells,
The kind that seems salvation's friend,
Yet pagan were his ways,
Perhaps until his very end
When he, the Lord, obeys...
Meantime, King Arthur had a dream,
A city built with love,
Where men were noble not extreme,
Still courteous though tough...
If peace could blossom like the rose,
Men had no cause to fight,
No need for men to come to blows,
To prove the best or right...
Thus Arthur chose his noblemen,
His knights who'd won their spurs,
With them, he strove for peace to gain,
No matter what occurs...
While wisdom led him by the hand,
His heart and head were one,
Such that his fame had crossed the land
From dawn to setting sun...
But Fate was working in the courts
Where justice was dispensed,
Such that King Arthur heard reports
And he became incensed...
A rage then festered in his soul
Through infidelity
And of his wife he lost control,
Despaired eternally...
Such is the bond 'twixt man and wife,
Let no man come between,
Else fear to lose his very life,
If he should intervene...
When Merlin heard the sorry state,
He mourned for Arthur's loss,
He wept at this, the twist of Fate,
As callous as Christ's cross...
The Queen discovered lust cares not
For commoner or King,
Not even there in Camelot,
Could she escape its sting...
For like a scorpion's deadly kiss,
Was lust the final flaw,
That killed a kingdom's wondrous bliss
And shook it to the core...
Think not, that Camelot was spared
The rumours and the sighs,
Though many noblemen still cared
Despite those that despise...
With heads held low, for shame, for grief,
Their legend tainted thus,
One knight fought on in his belief
The Holy Grail heals us...
And so he journeyed far and wide,
Christ's cup to heal the hurt,
Yet who knows if it was supplied?
Because the legend's blurred...
Some say it was, by grace, in time
And Arthur was restored
And Camelot endured sublime,
Blessed by our Sovereign Lord...
Yet others tell of Arthur's death,
Excalibur returned
And with the parting of his breath,
Was Arthur's dream now spurned...
But this I know, of all Man's dreams,
God's roses truly grow
Within the hearts that spurn extremes
And yearn for Christ to know...
It's not the chalice that can heal,
Forgive or mend the mind,
It's just God's grace that grants appeal,
Atonement, pure and kind...
A godly knight can journey lands,
His quest may guide him well,
Yet only Jesus understands
How Heaven saves from Hell...
Did Merlin find God's grace at last?
Did Lancelot find peace?
Did Arthur overcome the past?
The legends never cease...
Such legends now are all we've got,
That's why they're highly prized...
Yet Christians wait God's Camelot,
The Golden Age of Christ!
Denis Martindale, copyright, October 2012.
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The Alpha Course!
Of course, the Alpha Course began
With holy fervent prayer
That God might yet fulfil His plan
With everybody there!
With Bibles ready in our hands
And hymnbooks on our laps,
We heard about the Lord's commands
With no-one taking naps!
It was then God's Holy Spirit
Was ready to reveal,
For everyone who would commit,
The Lord Himself would heal,
From memories to things not done,
Mistakes and sins as well,
Yet even more, through Christ, God's Son,
Lost souls now saved from Hell!
The Introduction shared The Way,
The Way was Jesus Christ...
The Christian faith that helps us pray,
Believe and be baptised...
We learnt from chapter and from verse
The promises God made
That brought God's blessing not God's curse
To anyone who'd strayed.
At first, it seemed too wonderful,
Just too good to be true,
Yet still the Lord was there to call
The likes of me and you...
I trembled as I felt Him near,
I gulped back all my tears,
As if there was something to fear,
As in love, Jesus nears...
Then all at once, I felt His touch...
And love was everywhere...
How could I know He loved so much?
Yet now I was aware...
Amazing grace, that's how it's known...
Amazing and profound!
I looked and knew, I'm not alone,
For tears flowed all around...
So many found the Lord that night!
So many hearts were blessed!
It was as if God shared delight
And sweet eternal rest!
It was as if joy had no end,
No limits set in time,
I tell you this, the Sinner's Friend,
Is Christ... and He's sublime!
Denis Martindale, copyright, September 2012.
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Church Without Walls
We serve a Saviour good as gold,
The greatest story ever told!
The King of Kings, the Lord of Lords,
Lifegiver of love's pure rewards...
We live by faith, we testify,
Eternal life can never die!
We fellowship both near and far,
To pray and wish upon a star.
Lord Jesus is that star, that light,
That shines for us by day and night!
Christ leads the Way to Heaven's Throne,
Reminding us we're not alone...
For in His Name, we daily walk
And of His glory we would talk,
To save the lost who need God's grace,
To see the Father in Christ's face...
Give praise with us and magnify,
Give glory to the Lord on high!
Let's preach and prophesy of Him,
Who daily fills us to the brim!
Thus we in all good works excel,
For Jesus, our Emmanuel...
Think not that we ourselves were good,
Or daily did the things we should,
For all, like sheep, have gone astray...
Till Calvary and Good Friday,
When Jesus bled and died to save
And Easter Sunday left His grave!
Then God's good Spirit helped men search
To find God's grace within the Church...
Yet now, without walls, we on Earth,
Will tell the world about His worth,
That all might know the Saviour's Name,
His light and His eternal flame,
His Book of Life, His destiny!
The King who died for you and me...
Thus of His Kingdom there's no end,
That's why we trust in Him, our friend,
Who one day will return and reign!
A thousand years of peace! Amen...
(May 2011)
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Forever Young
(r. stewart/j.cregan/k.savigar)
May the good lord be with you
Down every road you roam
And may sunshine and happiness
Surround you when youre far from home
And may you grow to be proud
Dignified and true
And do unto others
As youd have done to you
Be courageous and be brave
And in my heart youll always stay
Forever young, forever young
Forever young, forever young
May good fortune be with you
May your guiding light be strong
Build a stairway to heaven
With a prince or a vagabond
And may you never love in vain
And in my heart you will remain
Forever young, forever young
Forever young, forever young
Forever young
Forever young
And when you finally fly away
Ill be hoping that I served you well
For all the wisdom of a lifetime
No one can ever tell
But whatever road you choose
Im right behind you, win or lose
Forever young, forever young
Forever young ,forever young
Forever young, forever young
For, forever young, forever young
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If I
If I condemn the starving, sit back and let them die,
If at the lost I'm laughing, I ask, what use am I?
If I condone temptation and let it run its course,
Then I neglect salvation and Hell I thus endorse...
If I contrast the good and bad, yet choose the latter path,
Then I deserve to feel so sad within the aftermath...
If I control the purse strings, yet money I won't share,
How can I serve the King of Kings? How can He hear my prayer?
If I contain a billion sins from every thought and deed,
I need to seek the Prince of Peace, the Bible books to read...
If I, conned sinner that I am, dismiss Christ out of hand,
How will I live to love the Lamb of God as He has planned?
If I can't visit Calvary, if I can't praise the Lord,
If I can't see Christ died for me... then Hell is my reward...
If I consider, kneel and pray, repent, call on His Name,
No more will I fear Judgment Day, eternal life to claim...
Denis Martindale, copyright, June 2011.
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and the choice between Heaven and Hell...
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He Is Alive!
Though they called me Doubting Thomas,
I know Lord Jesus lives!
I know Lord Jesus died for us
And, through Him, God forgives!
The Lamb of God was sacrificed,
God's utmost love to show...
I tell you, Jesus is the Christ,
For this truth you must know...
While some were there when Jesus died,
As witnesses on Earth,
In Heaven, Christ is glorified,
God's angels know His worth...
They magnify His Holy Name
With praises evermore,
For life will never be the same
For Mankind, to be sure...
In truth, He is alive! Amen!
God's Holy King and Priest,
Returning soon, we know not when,
Like lightning, west-to-east!
His miracles are with us here
To help to save the Jews,
So hearts and minds are crystal clear,
Believing God's Good News!
What wondrous grace, love undeserved,
No pardon could we buy,
Yet from His Tomb, Christ was unearthed,
With power from on high!
What greater proof of love than this?
Forgiveness here and now...
Eternal Life! Eternal bliss!
No wonder angels bow!
The Gentiles, too, are grafted in,
United in God's Tree,
Such that God pardons every sin
Because of Calvary!
The sinless Saviour paid the price
That none on Earth could pay,
His Blood should make us all think twice,
For all have gone astray...
He is alive! Amen! Sweet Lord!
The prophecies outlined
What never should have been ignored,
If wisdom we would find...
Messiah! Thank You! Yes, indeed!
Your courage means so much...
Life offered in the Blood You bleed,
Love in Your healing touch...
From age-to-age, Christ's truths bring hope,
To both the young and old,
To strengthen us, to help us cope,
As sheep within His fold...
For we are His and not our own,
He makes us all complete...
Good Shepherd, lead us to God's Throne,
His wondrous Mercy Seat...
Denis Martindale, copyright, January 2012.
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Trusting, Obeying And Acting
Trusting, obeying and acting for us, are vital needs to follow Jesus,
Trusting God with this very life, as we follow our Lord, Jesus Christ,
Obeying the living Word of God, as Christ leads, with staff and rod,
Acting upon our belief and faith, while guided by His Spirit of Grace.
Trusting the Lord in all that He does, as believers, is essential for us;
We must trust God, day to day, through whatever He brings our way,
While God works out His larger Plan, to reach the heart of each man;
Trusting Christ in all that we do, as God Himself shall see us through.
Obeying God daily, through His Word, He will see that all have heard,
The Glorious Gospel of Jesus Christ, as He sows His Truth in our life,
Through obedience to God’s Son, God will use us to reach everyone,
With the Truth of God’s Salvation, as we preach Truth to every nation.
Acting on our Faith for The Lord, The Holy Spirit must not be ignored,
For The Spirit is the Power of God, as we witness on this earthly sod,
Reaching out to the end of the earth, sharing with men a second birth,
Acting on our faith to reach all men, that they too, can be Born Again.
We trust in The Lord over all, Who rules over all men, great and small,
Obeying the One, Who died for us, our Lord and Savior, Christ Jesus,
As we act on God’s Word in our life, to be for Christ a living sacrifice,
To bring to every man and nation, the Good News of God’s Salvation.
(Copyright ©01/2011)
Mark My Words!
'You mark my words, ' the Cabbie said,
To his fare for the night,
'Us Christians know what lies ahead
And we will steer you right.'
Then he explained his earnest faith
In Jesus Christ the Lord
And said that He was strong to save,
That's why He is adored.
'You mark my words, ' the Cabbie said,
'Christ is the light of men!
Lord Jesus Christ rose from the dead!
He's coming back again!
The Holy Bible's prophecies
Are meant to put us straight.
They prove Christ is the Prince of Peace
For whom us Christians wait.'
'You mark my words, ' the Cabbie said,
'Lord Jesus died for you!
Upon that Cross His Blood was shed
To prove God's love is true.
For all our sins He took the blame,
Then took our sins away.
That's why us Christians praise His Name!
That's why us Christians pray.'
'You mark my words, ' the Cabbie said,
To his fare for the night,
'Us Christians must be Spirit-led,
Serve God with all our might! '
The passenger had understood.
He was a Christian, too.
His heart was warmed, 'Our God is good!
Good night and God bless you! '
Denis Martindale, copyright, August 2011.
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You Mark My Words!
'You mark my words, ' the Cabbie said,
To his fare for the night,
'Us Christians know what lies ahead
And we will steer you right.'
Then he explained his earnest faith
In Jesus Christ the Lord
And said that He was strong to save,
That's why He is adored.
'You mark my words, ' the Cabbie said,
'Christ is the light of men!
Lord Jesus Christ rose from the dead!
He's coming back again!
The Holy Bible's prophecies
Are meant to put us straight.
They prove Christ is the Prince of Peace
For whom us Christians wait.'
'You mark my words, ' the Cabbie said,
'Lord Jesus died for you!
Upon that Cross His Blood was shed
To prove God's love is true.
For all our sins He took the blame,
Then took our sins away.
That's why us Christians praise His Name!
That's why us Christians pray.'
'You mark my words, ' the Cabbie said,
To his fare for the night,
'Us Christians must be Spirit-led,
Serve God with all our might! '
The passenger had understood.
He was a Christian, too.
His heart was warmed, 'Our God is good!
Good night and God bless you! '
Denis Martindale, copyright, August 2011.
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The More Excellent Way!
Saint Paul has taught us of God's laws,
Commandments one-by-one,
Explaining such that none ignores,
If saved by Christ, God's Son...
He wrote his thoughts to edify,
To comfort and make strong,
Such that we'd praise the Lord most high,
To whom the Saints belong...
Accepted through God's awesome grace,
Each born again child sings,
There's not one man who can replace
Lord Jesus, King of Kings...
That's why the Holy Spirit came,
The One who's everywhere!
Sent by our God in Jesus' Name,
In answer to Christ's prayer...
More excellent, God's way is He,
Our Holy Spirit guide,
Who says, 'The best is yet to be! '
As long as He's inside...
With signs and wonders, miracles,
Baptisms every day,
It's by faith, we soar like eagles,
By doing things God's way...
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Cross Reference
When we cry at the Cross of Christ, the angels weep for joy,
For they know what was sacrificed for every girl and boy...
Sons of Adam, Daughters of Eve, estranged by sin and shame,
This very day you can believe... Believe in Jesus' Name...
When we cry at the Cross of Christ, or kneel at Calvary,
Perhaps we'll even get baptised. God knows. Let's wait and see...
A billion Bibles aren't enough to feed the hungry souls
Who daily serve the King of Love and strive to meet His goals...
When we cry at the Cross of Christ, we witness from then on,
To shout, 'Hosanna in the highest! ' until the Devil's gone!
The Battle is the Lord's not ours, yet each is called by name.
His holy gifts and precious powers will prove we're not the same.
When we cry at the Cross of Christ, God helps us to repent,
We see God's Son so cheaply priced though He was Heaven sent.
Let wisdom guide us day by day and conscience night by night...
Let God's love teach us how to pray and help us do what's right...
Denis Martindale, copyright, June 2011.
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When You Die
When you die, where do you go? it is something that you can know,
Men everywhere frames of but dust, it all depends on who you trust,
There’s only One my dear friend, Who determines man’s eternal end,
And that’s The Lord, Jesus Christ, God, who gives man Eternal Life!
Jesus Christ came to earth to show, this whole world that way to go,
God’s one and only way to Heaven, which opposes religious leaven,
In the midst of religious strife, stating “I am the Way, Truth and Life.”
And that Truth was for everyone, we reach Heaven through The Son.
It’s nothing to do with being good, from the Word that’s understood,
He didn’t die for the righteous at all, but for sinners, great and small,
The Shepherd came for the lost, stopping at Calvary to pay the cost,
For all men to enter to Paradise, by becoming for us God’s Sacrifice.
All work needed, by God, was done, through the sending of His Son,
God redeeming both you and me, while providing for us life eternally,
Christ simply said for all to come, no matter what life you came from,
Any and all who thirst in this life, can come to The Lord, Jesus Christ.
All men must do, is simply believe, and eternity in Heaven we receive,
Not by good works, we have done, but, by Faith alone in God’s Son,
And we know, by God’s Grace, when we accept Christ, through Faith,
God’s Spirit seals our guarantee, that we shall be with Christ eternally.
(Copyright ©01/2011)
For God’s Service
For God’s Service, we are fit, when filled with God’s Holy Spirit,
Given power directly from Christ, as God works through our life,
Controlling all we do and say, when we abide in Him day to day,
Serving Christ, our Glorious King, the one controlling everything.
With Christ in complete control, He leads in tasks, big and small,
Tasks that we wouldn’t have done, if we did not know God’s Son,
But He leads us each day and hour, guided by His Spirit’s power,
To faithfully serve Christ above, sharing His Goodness and Love.
Witnesses for the One we serve, with blessings we don’t deserve,
As God saved us from a former life, to walk anew, in Jesus Christ,
We serve and love Christ Jesus, because God first loved all of us,
Even before we thought of Him, God’s Love saved us from all sin.
Serving Christ is an honor friend, service for The King with no end,
Service for Christ for all eternity, since God first loved you and me,
It is an honor, but it’s an obligation, to reach for Christ every nation,
With His Salvation, that all men need, whether or not, they do heed.
It is God’s Spirit that leads the way, bearing our witness day to day,
Opening up doors and other ways, to share Christ, to God’s Praise,
Using all us through various means, as seeds, He sows and gleans,
As The Holy Spirit continues to use, all of us to spread Good News.
How Much Better
I know God and God knows me, how much better could life be,
To know The God of Eternity, The One in control of my destiny,
Having a relationship with His Son, my Lord, as all is said done,
Knowing personally Jesus Christ, God will afford me eternal life.
Knowing the God of creation, He leads you on your destination,
With a path marked out for you, which He shall see you through,
Not alone in this life, instead, He’s planned your path well ahead,
And you’ll be led in this life, by the Great Shepherd Jesus Christ.
The One who’s with us all the way, never leaving us night or day,
When in God’s Spirit, we abide, Christ is there, right by our side,
God’s even near when we stray, as Christ’s Spirit is here to stay,
Dwelling in our hearts endlessly, until that time we reach Eternity.
Knowing there’s nothing we will face, without our Savior’s Grace,
Grace sufficient through anything, knowing Christ is Eternal King,
The One who sustains all we know, goes with us wherever we go,
Whether times are bad or good, He is with us, that’s understood.
Christ from me, shall not depart, as His Spirit dwells in my heart,
And Christ gave His Peace to me, so I could live life abundantly,
As I journey upon life’s byways, God fills me with joy and praise,
Knowing my way, He won’t forget, how much better could it get?
(Copyright ©03/2011)
The Beauty Of My Daughter
My daughter is God's gift to me,
Her father in the Lord.
She's my great joy, my ecstacy,
My loving God's reward.
She stands alone in her own faith,
The gift God gave to her,
From Christ the Saviour, strong to save,
Our Jesus, Yeshua...
My daughter prays by day and night,
Although some choose to laugh.
For me, such prayers are my delight
And may God light her path.
I've seen my daughter grow and grow,
This rose before my eyes.
I thank God for each truth she'll know
From God alone, who's wise.
She trusts God's Son once sacrificed...
Round to its point of view.
The Spirit who was once in Christ,
Lives in my daughter, too.
My daughter's taught God's prophecies
Are true in every part.
She's learnt that life's great mysteries
Are found within Christ's heart.
She's born of God, she's born again,
She's living in His grace.
She walks in light before all men,
Yet always seeks His face.
The Way of the Master blesses!
So many souls are won!
More blessed if each confesses
Salvation in God's Son!
Through discipline, disciples teach.
We train a child with love.
My daughter's love helps her to preach
And reach out like a dove.
I'm proud of her! She seeks the lost!
She witnesses worldwide...
The Bible matters! Count the cost
When Christ was crucified...
poem by Denis Martindale
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Do You Love Yourself, My Friend?
Well, do you love yourself, my friend?
Do feelings strip you bare?
Sometimes like pains that never end?
Or does life treat you fair?
Does inner peace and love and joy
Continue day by day?
Or do life's nuisances annoy
Like they won't go away?
But, do you love yourself, my friend?
Regardless, good or bad?
Perhaps you're broken, on the mend,
Not wanting to feel sad?
Perhaps God speaks to you, yes, you...
Perhaps He's just a guide...
Perhaps He's just to help you through...
Or does He live inside?
Yet, do you love yourself, my friend?
Are tears your only gift?
Nobody else to comprehend
Or give your heart a lift?
God loved the world, He gave His Son...
Christ died for you and me...
That's how my sinful soul was won...
Through Christ and Calvary...
But will you love yourself, my friend?
Like Christ loves from the heart...
With all the love that God can send,
Then pray, 'How great Thou art! '
God's love is greater than Man's hate,
More constant than this Earth...
So read God's Word and celebrate...
And love for all you're worth!
Denis Martindale, copyright January 2011.
The poem is based on the Revelationtv show,
'Time To Worship' shown today,07/01/2011.
God's Word Teaching from Matthew 19: 19.
Website: www-dot-revelationtv-dot-com
poem by Denis Martindale
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I Want To Be Lost In You
I want to be so lost in you
And have my heart be pure and true
That when they come and look for me
It's Christ alone that they shall see
Look into the depths of me
Is it Christ my Lord you see?
Walk with me along the way
Have you walked with Christ today?
Listen to me share my heart
Do you wanna be a part?
Of Christ the Lord my risen King
And to His throne your treasures bring
When I'm caught up in the waves
Can you see the Christ that saves?
When all the world has turned on me
Is it Christ that they shall see?
When it's time for me to die
Will I raise my hands on high?
And sing aloud with all my might
Of Christ my King, a glorious sight
poem by Frank McEleny
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