That Which Was....
Which types of the Holy bibles are they reading?
For they cannot understand the truth around us;
Because that which was will be once again!
And the whole world will see the prophecies being fulfilled.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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No Man Knows
No man knows the day or hour, when The Lord shows His Power,
Coming for the Church of God, to take men from the earth’s sod,
When only those who truly believe, Christ, The Lord shall receive,
On our Lord’s predetermined Day, regardless what men shall say.
For many by their own deduction, distort Scripture to destruction,
Distorting Scripture in their mind, while leaving valid Truth behind,
Many words from our Dear Lord, by these teachers goes ignored,
Passages in the Word of God, they dismiss with an arrogant nod.
Their appetites are not God’s Truth, but their desires unto reproof,
Straying from what prophets said, to preach all they want instead,
Today they’re judged by men, but their words God shall condemn,
All their prophecies spoke arrogantly, will fail for all people to see.
Still other men will follow suit, with teachings God shall not repute,
As they distort Holy Scripture, not true to God’s prophetic picture,
Skewed becomes God’s Revelation, by man’s simple imagination,
Untruths that cause many to jeer, at The Word, that all should fear.
Men’s prophecies continue to fail, while God’s Truths shall prevail,
And just as God stated my friend, knowing the beginning and end;
By these men doubts are raised, but God’s Word shall be praised,
When all the Scripture we have read, shall be fulfilled as God said!
I've acted with all types, I've directed all types. What you want to understand as a director, is what actors have to offer. They'll get at it however they get at it. If you can understand that, you can get your work done.
quote by Ron Howard
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New Faith
Holy man open up your eyes
To the ways of the world you've been so blind
As the walls of religion come crashing down
How's the ignorance taste the second time around
Tell me how it feels knowing chaos will never end
Tell me what it's like when the celebration begins
Welcome to the horror of the revelation
Tell me what you think of your savior now
I reject all the biblical views of the truth
Dismiss it as the folklore of the times
I won't be force fed prophecies
From a book of untruths for the weakest mind
Join the new faith for the celebration
Cult of new faith fuels the devastation
Holy man come and worship me
I am all that you ever wanted to be
I'm the life of indulgence you never knew
The epitome of evil shining through
Tell me how it feels knowing chaos will never end
Tell me what it's like when the celebration begins
Welcome to the horror of the revelation
Tell me what you think of your savior now
I reject all the biblical views of the truth
Dismiss it as the folklore of the times
I won't be force fed prophecies
From a book of untruths for the weakest mind
I keep the bible in a pool of blood
So that none of its lies can affect me
This is new faith
A different way of life
Witness the shame
See for yourself the lies
I'll take the fight
Bring it every time
song performed by by Slayer from God Hates Us All
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One Day
The treat of nuclear war remains high,
But what is wrong with mankind? ! !
For the perilous choices of mankind are ready to launch within minutes.
'What will the end be? ' You may ask:
But the prophecies are all in our various Bibles to teach us,
For the end will surely come one day.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Change To Come
Change we see around this world, won’t affect Truths we herald,
In God’s Eternal Holy Word, change by man, cannot be inferred,
But God’s Truth will alter the world, as end time Truth is unfurled,
The Eternal Truths in Revelation, will indeed change every nation.
God’s Restrainer will be lifted, from the earth as souls are sifted,
Separating men still on earth, from those who received new birth,
For those missing, all will search, but, will not find God’s Church,
As Christ raptures His Holy Bride, into earth’s clouds by His side.
Some hearts will begin to fear, as people seem to just disappear,
All, who knew and spoke for God, were no longer on earth’s sod;
Now darkness will fill this place, as God ended the Age of Grace,
And this world shall soon befall, the darkest Government over all.
All darkness will soon give way, to one who’ll subdue public fray,
Stepping onto this world’s stage, as all the world, he will engage,
Promising prosperity that will last, but, his darkness, he will cast,
Turning the world against Israel; prophecies of God, he will fulfill.
God will impose a final change, and the world won’t be the same,
As God destroys all wickedness, replacing it with Righteousness,
While saving Israel, His chosen nation, to fulfill God’s Revelation,
Setting up a Throne in Jerusalem, for the reign of Christ, His Son.
(Copyright ©05/2011)
The design of God was much otherwise. He gave this and the Prophecies of the Old Testament, not to gratify mens curiosities by enabling them to foreknow things, but that after they were fulfilled they might be interpreted by the event, and his own Providence, not the Interpreters, be then manifested thereby to the world. For the event of things predicted many ages before will then be a convincing argument that the world is governed by Providence.
quote by Isaac Newton
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A Journey Without Destiny
The voices of hope......
Screaming for lives..
Were not fulfilled
The truth is
We can't handle the truth
Take me to the place...
Where the weather
Is fine all around
We could live
Till the world
Is no longer exists...
and remember
The arts of love
Implies to flirtation
Your longing....
Is descriptive
Well painted
onto the canvas of psychopath
A journey without destiny...
Is a long lost destination
Only the determined
Would understand
and nodded
poem by Sulaiman Mohd Yusof
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Here I Come-4
Holy holy is He
So merciful
Lion and King
Wonderful Counselor
Holy holy
Holy holy is He
Holy holy is He
Forever holy.
Most High God
Holy holy
Prince of Peace
Mighty Redeemer
King of Kings
Most High God
Holy holy
Holy holy is He
Holy holy is He
Forever holy.
Take my sins
As far as the east
Is from the west
Purge me
With your precious blood
Shelter me
From the storms
Cover me
With your glory
Holy holy
Holy holy is He
Holy holy is He
Forever holy.
You are so holy
You went to the cross
For me
So holy
You bled for me
So holy
You paid a price
I could not pay
Holy holy
Holy holy is He
Holy holy is He
Forever holy.
poem by Buxton Shippy
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just how right I am
I just can’t understand
how it is that
the world can’t understand
how right I am
and how wrong it is
OK, we’ll excuse the world, for the moment,
since it is far removed from my person
and my mind
so it can’t really be expected to understand my
unfailing rightness:
just how right I am and how just I am;
but the family, my family –
no, not the family of man
but the damned family of mine, my blood and bones and skin –
I can’t understand for the world of me
why my own family
that eats at the table with me
can’t understand
how right I am
and wrong they are…
just how right I am
and how just I am…
Look, I can understand about the world
but I just can’t understand
how the family….
I mean, this is where the family is important
for if the family can give me
just a little support –
just a teeny-weeny bit – I mean how much
does it take
for the family to see
how right I am
and how wrong the family is.
Is that really asking for too much?
You see, I’m sure you can see,
if only the family could agree
the world itself would see
how right I am…
But what is to be done?
prophets are never accepted
in their own home
and so in their own family too…
and so perhaps the truth lies in this cliché…
still, if one looks at it clearly,
I just can’t understand
how it is that
the world, which includes that silly family of mine,
can’t understand
how right I am
and how wrong it is
poem by Raj Arumugam
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Stifle not the reader
Reading is an art,
reading is a tool.
Those who think it dumb,
must be such a fool.
Reading is enjoyment,
reading is a blast.
Reading is a separate entity
from the future and the past.
Reading is done in present,
though written in a tense.
Reading is about life,
in surprise or suspense.
Reading is a place of joy,
full of hope and song,
Reading is a place I feel
that I truly do belong.
A trapdoor to a fantasy,
A world thought lost to us,
Reading is a place of wonder,
a place that we can trust.
Why read about reality,
when I can delve into magic.
Why stifle my own happiness,
with scenarios so tragic.
Stifle not the reader,
for it is their choice alone.
Reading is an outlet,
for hearts that turned to stone.
A Future To Know
Many say that the future's unknown, but, to many, God has shown,
What the future, for all shall be, throughout the pages of prophecy,
Words of God, indeed foretold, to His people, by prophets of old,
Warning men of dark times ahead, filling many with fear and dread.
A lot of prophecies were fulfilled, precisely as The Lord God willed,
All in accordance to God's Word, which, many of His people heard,
Prophecies to God's chosen nation, as to Judgment and Salvation,
Concerning God's promise to Israel, a covenant oath He shall fulfill.
All throughout God's Revelation, are words spoken to every nation,
Words beyond His Hebrew country, to people just like you and me,
God's Word about their judgment, of which, The Lord will not relent,
To judge all of Israel's enemies, which shall fulfill future prophecies.
Dark times for all, sure will come, but, God to all, revealed His Son,
Promised light to Gentile nations, offering from Israel His Salvation,
Extending salvation to all the world, is what for God we now herald,
Deliverance accessible to everyone, through Christ, His Eternal Son.
God prophesied the death of Christ, offering to all men Eternal Life,
His resurrection, He prophesied, as now He lives, although He died,
God's coming back for all of us, those who belong to Christ Jesus,
Then after His Judgment is unfurled, Christ will rule this entire world.
St. Nikolaus
St. Nikolaus came from Turkey and today,
You've turned him to be 'Father Christmas'!
But is this also written in your Bibles? ! !
Then read it again and learn from the truth,
For St. Nikolaus was a man from Turkey.
Say it well to teach others the truth,
Read it well to know the truth always,
Learn it well to be able to identify the fake!
For Satan had really captured the minds of the people;
And the world follows after this deception.
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The Name Above All Names
Every book that's in the Bible has prophecies galore.
They are there for each disciple to praise God more and more.
The angels look into these things, new wonders each proclaims.
Of Jesus Christ each angel sings... The name above all names...
The Holy Spirit grants us truth... That's what He's all about.
The Holy Scriptures count as proof, to overcome Man's doubt.
A fruitful life full of good deeds, toward this each one aims,
Yet only Jesus Christ succeeds... The name above all names...
Who else has holy blood to shed, prepared to take a stance?
Who else has risen from the dead, God's pardon in His hands?
Who else shares wisdom night and day? Who else the Devil shames?
Christ is the life, the truth, the way, the name above all names...
Blessed is the heart that loves the Lord, when God's work has begun.
In Jesus, we can stand assured in what Christ's Blood has done.
Born of a virgin, undefiled, all guilt the Saviour tames...
In whose name are we reconciled? The name above all names!
(July 2011)
poem by Denis Martindale
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Holy Is The Lord
Holy is your name, in all the earth I worship you
Holy is your name, in all the earth I come to you
Holy is your name, in all the earth I sing to you
Holy, Holy, Holy is your name
Holy are you Lord, I come before your throne and bow
Holy are you Lord, I come into your presence now
Holy are you Lord I listen to the angels sing
Holy, Holy, Holy are you Lord
Holy are you Lord, my heart it leaps within my chest
Holy are you Lord, Its in your arms I find my rest
Holy are you Lord, the saints around the world they sing
Holy, Holy, Holy are you Lord
Now listen to the saints, they sing Holy are you Lord
Now listen to them cry to you, Holy are you Lord
There is a cry around the world, they lift their voice and sing
Holy, Holy, Holy are you Lord
I come before your throne to sing, Holy is your name
I come before your throne to sing, I'll never be the same
Pour our out your fire of love on me, this is what I sing
Holy, Holy, to the risen King
poem by Frank McEleny
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Rejected
was it something I said
or something I became
said he filled his head with lead
just to take away the pain
I'm not gonna give in
gonna stand up and fight
make believe that the world is safe
for you and me tonight
I don't want to
I don't need to
understand the world we live in
just because I understand the truth
not alone.....rejected
I don't want to believe
there's no time left to dream
so much to wish for
but there's no air left to breathe
I don't know what is wrong
I don't know what is right
so much to live for
but my mind screams suicide
I don't want to
I don't need to
understand the world we live in
just because I understand the truth
not alone...rejected
through these days of historical page
is for you are chosen to
tell them about life
and what that means inside
rejected...
song performed by by Unwritten Law
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The Power Of The Poet
When the power of the poet
Comes from the Lord above,
The whole of Mankind will know it
And know it well enough...
For now, he sits and simply stares,
With phrases in his mind,
But suddenly he says his prayers,
God's secrets to unwind...
Then God looks down and nods His head,
With scrolls held in His hand
That tell the world why Jesus bled
And what the Lord has planned...
The poet humbly waits, receives
And then begins to write,
Sometimes he smiles, sometimes he grieves
As he shares each insight...
For now, a prophet has been born!
His eyes are open wide!
As if to greet a brand new dawn
That fills his soul with pride...
The Lord has blessed him secretly,
With prophecies galore
And his heart is thrilled completely,
Yes, to its very core...
He trembles as he writes each truth,
Describing what must come,
Condemning men with harsh reproof,
So conscience makes them dumb...
So men can't speak or find excuse,
So they seek mercy fast...
So that the Gentiles and the Jews
Find God before life's past...
The power of the poet grows,
As prophecies unfold
And match the beauty of the rose
Through revelations told...
The world will change because he prayed
And God the future shared...
The poet hoped the ones that strayed
Would find that God still cared...
That's why he wept in Jesus Name,
For future mercies when
So many sinners were to blame,
No greater time than then...
The poet's words were stored in books,
Across the centuries...
They're found in Bibles where each looks
Who seeks the Lord to please...
Denis Martindale, copyright, February 2012.
We can hear the word of the Lord on
Revelation TV on UK Sky Digital 581
as well as the WATCH NOW link on
the revelationtv-dot-com website...
poem by Denis Martindale
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Roy The Christian
At first, poor Roy could not enjoy
The Bible in his hand,
For phrases there would oft annoy,
Quite hard to understand...
Yet with concordance, Roy began
His private Holy Grail,
It was his quest to test God's plan,
Forgiveness to avail...
So Roy took notes from day-to-day
And also night-to-night
And sometimes Roy would kneel and pray,
For such was his delight...
To think, God's treasure chest was here,
With prophecies galore
And thus, in time, faith conquered fear...
Roy wanted more, more, more!
God's Holy Spirit blessed his heart,
To heal his empty soul,
With wondrous truths God would impart
To saints that He makes whole...
No wonder, Roy began to preach
And write new poetry,
As if the whole wide world to teach
Of Christ and Calvary!
The decades past and verses penned
Would help lost souls find Christ,
Such that they would call Roy their friend,
A brother highly prized...
Lord Jesus promised him a crown
To wear most joyfully...
In truth, one day to wear a gown,
For Roy was royalty...
Denis Martindale, copyright, February 2012.
We can hear the word of the Lord on
Revelation TV on UK Sky Digital 581
as well as the WATCH NOW link on
the revelationtv-dot-com website...
poem by Denis Martindale
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The Letter, 1974
A certain man was left alone
Creating work for his hands to own
Left alone by his woman lover
Abandoned by a man, his brother
Humbled he lay reading poems
Relearning faith from modern bibles
Reading in poems of a fool Isaiah
Instructed in his own desire
A dreaming man once found a letter
Beloved hands, but not for him
A letter returned to the stars
To free him from his burning heart.
poem by Frank Bana
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The Lord Delights in You!
Beloved, hear the holy word,
The Lord delights in you!
And by this truth, let hearts be stirred,
Because God's word is true...
Let God confirm His word each day,
Through songs of praise and psalms.
His Holy Spirit leads the way,
Such that His presence calms.
That's how disciples preach Good News
To crowds and on TV...
To change lost Gentiles and lost Jews
To what they're meant to be...
God's promises are everywhere!
The sun and moon above...
And scenery beyond compare,
As tokens of His love...
While there are roses Heaven sent
And waterfalls that flow,
A stranger who becomes a friend,
What more is there to know?
A thousand prophecies will prove
God knows the future years...
So read God's word and let it soothe
Your hearts and melt your tears...
While we believe that Jesus lives,
The Church on Earth abides...
To praise the Lord that God forgives
And so much more besides...
And by this truth let hearts be stirred,
Because God's word is true...
Beloved, hear the holy word,
The Lord delights in you!
(August 2011)
poem by Denis Martindale
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According To The Scriptures
When people think of God, in their minds eye they see many pictures,
But, the vision isn't valid unless it is according to the Scriptures.
When The Apostle Paul preached to the Bereans many came and heard,
But with eagerness they compared Paul's preaching to God's Holy Word.
Today many people will accept any doctrine with a compromising nod,
However doctrine must be refuted if it opposes the very Word of God.
If you want to truly know anything about the near or distant future,
There's only one place you should go, and it's God's Holy Scripture.
Pleas of Godly men in the Bible are not simply pious benedictions,
For living according to the Scriptures filled them with convictions.
Even Christ who was The Word, when He addressed Israel's teachers,
He qualified His own preaching, by pointing them to the Scriptures.
Reading from the scroll of Isaiah, as His time of death was nearing,
He finished saying today this scripture is fulfilled in your hearing.
And even though many men wanted to kill Him, much to their surprise,
They would see more of Scripture fulfilled right before their eyes.
Even among the skeptics of today as in the past, every eye shall see,
Christ's continuing Revelation, fulfilling His Sure Word of Prophecy.
Christ died and was buried for our sins according to the Scriptures,
He was raised and is coming back again according to the Scriptures.
(Copyright © 06/2003)