God Supreme (Cavatina Sequence)
Your domain stretches from heaven to earth,
the universe
carries the signs of your own supreme will,
nothing perverse
is ever present in Your holy court,
respectful, terse,
mighty beings act in Your great presence,
as to all of life You are the essence;
intimately You do know each being,
notices mere man,
records and comprehends each word and deed
in a lifespan
and your grace and love reaches out boundless,
while you do plan
an end to all that is painful and impure,
in a kingdom that will endlessly endure.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Today... 'The Arm Of The Lord
Your mighty holy arm has been laid bare
the salvation of the Lord to declare
and all the ends of the earth can now see
the great mercy that God has shown to me.
From the cross the Lord reaches out to man
for it was part of Gods salvation plan
to embrace all the world in His great love
with His arms outstretched in redeeming love.
Strong in battle and mighty is the Lord.
Nations tremble in great fear at His word.
For the Arm of the Lord has been revealed
and to Christ the powers of this world shall yield.
The Arm of the Lord frees from slavery
and has redeemed me from captivity.
It was not too short that it could not save
but reached out to me from beyond the grave.
And Your right arm embraces me in love
stretching from the heavenly throne above.
Underneath is Your everlasting arm
saving me from danger and all harm.
Held securely in the arms of the Lord
and trusting the promises of His Word.
'I'll never let you go', I hear You say
as arm in arm we walk along life's way.
I rest in the embrace of Christ my Lord
secure in the promises of His word.
Knowing that whatever happens to me
underneath the Arms of the Lord shall be.
Nothing is too hard for the Lord to do
only unbelief stops Him blessing you.
Come and feel the affection of His love
as He reaches down from heaven above.
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Ya, Allah
Ya, Allah, Almighty, supreme ruler of the world
Shower me with bless and take me to your fold
What do I know about your mighty and holy land?
I am here in palace or huts built on sand
I don’t know whether it is ill gotten or by great efforts
But surely it is with me as safely reached to ports
I am unaware what to do with this much wealth
Oh almighty keep your grace on me with only health
I look towards sky with raised hands
Only rahem (pity) be shown toward an end
I need no empire, no money but simple grace
Reflection of your act brightening my face
I try to save self but may not be possible sometimes
Yet I loose no hopes and offer prayer all the times
I have great faith in the fellow human beings
So many of them poor, rich and some are kings
Why do I need them all in my life?
When life is full of pain and strife
I need your grace on all ignorant lives
Whether they believe in you or don’t believe
I see smile in star’s twinkle
Life is like bubble when they smile little
What light and message I read in your world?
Peace is rare and relations are turn so much cold
Shower us O almighty with love and only peace
So we can pray a little with life at ease
We need to live more on this beautiful earth
Life has become cheap and no charge for asking death
We are ignorant and know nothing
You may have for us surely something
We have impure body with senseless soul
No penalty can remedy it even if we crawl
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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The Word
Find the word, understand the word,
Depend on the word;
The word is heaven and space, the word the earth,
The word the universe.
The word is in our ears, the word is on our tongues,
The word the idol.
The word is the holy book, the word is harmony,
The word is music.
The word is magic, the word the Guru.
The word is the body, the word is the spirit, the word is being,
The word Not-being.
The word is man, the word is woman,
The Worshipped Great.
The word is the seen and unseen, the word is the existent
And the non-existent.
Know the word, says Kabir,
The word is All-powerful.
The five of Pentecost - to Marsilio Ficino
Sometimes you spell it out for us:
God’s earth – the matter of the universe,
holding without form at first,
all God’s love, grace, mercy, pardon,
as our earth which was yet to nourish;
God’s water – as His love,
flowing now; now binding hearts together;
baptizing with His grace;
God’s fire – that warms, consumes,
shines as the beauty of His blessing;
a light so bright, we cannot see His form..
What then, would you say
of God’s own air? That holy spirit,
that blows His grace as blow it will;
breathes through His boundless space
upon the souls in their own upper air;
And what then of God’s fifth element –
the ether, humming His vibrations?
what of the sound of God?
what may we listen to, or sound, of Him?
The upper room
of house, of soul;
a rushing, mighty wind
whose sound blew through their lives
with many voices; tongues of flame
around their heads;
and as much spirit, love, and grace,
and as much nourishment and daily bread
as man to man;
as soul to soul;
as godself to godself;
perhaps, as John said,
remembering that Pentecost -
one word.
poem by Michael Shepherd
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He Alone Is Worthy
Sing along with the angels,
Adorned in white,
Kneel before Him
In honor of His throne
Sing along.
Thank Him for His mercy
For His council
Thank Him for His Glory
Thank Him.
Holy holy holy
Is His name
King forever
King of heaven and earth
Holy holy is He.
Mighty is His name
His kingdom everlasting
His love all enduring
Mighty is He.
Clap your hands
Stamp your feet
Raise your voices
And praise Him
For He alone is worthy
He alone is holy
Praise Him.
poem by Buxton Shippy
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God’s Word
Living out the Truths we’ve heard, comes in obeying God’s Holy Word,
As the Word of God dwells in us, when we live our life for Christ Jesus.
We can live our lives in Christ’s Love, as we focus on our Savior above,
In this world, to live our life higher, God’s Word needs to be our desire,
Through the Word of God’s Wisdom, we’re fit to serve in His Kingdom.
All men will wither to fall like grass, but, God’s Word shall forever last,
God’s Word will last forevermore, with Truth eternally certain and sure.
The Lord’s promises will fail never, as His Holy Word shall last forever,
The Word of God will empower, the life of believers each day and hour,
Power that’s been revealed by God, to guide us upon this earthly sod.
Only God’s Word can fill your soul, to make one’s life pure and whole,
God’s Holy Word can purify the lives, of every believer in Jesus Christ.
It is God’s Word that changes men, filling hearts and cleansing them,
With Living Water from the Lord, while blessing in our heart is poured,
To keep our life on this earth pure, from a source that’ll forever endure.
Following men we falter and fail, but, living God’s Word we will prevail,
To live for God’s Kingdom friend; a new life in Christ which has no end.
The Word of God is available to all, who’ve been freed from man’s fall,
For one to begin a New Life in Him, Christ, who saved us from our sin,
To live according to God’s Word, those eternal Truths that we’ve heard.
(Copyright ©08/2008)
All Our Needs
Our need is more than we know, to live this life and to grow,
As we live our lives for God, while living on this earthly sod.
The need we have is for Him, to guide believers from within,
By the Spirit of Jesus Christ, to guide us through all our life.
In times both good and bad, whether a heart’s joyful or sad,
We need The Lord in all we do, so in all He sees us through.
For it is God who’s always there, to reach anytime in prayer,
To lift to Him care or praise, while He guides all of our days.
Yet, if we’re not conscious of, God’s presence and His love,
God reaches down, to His own, from His Everlasting Throne.
But He wants us to be aware, when laden with a load of care,
That He has unlimited Grace, for every trial that we may face.
The need that man has is great, a need many don’t anticipate,
The need for God, found in all, hearts on earth, big and small.
In life men appear in control, but what about the eternal soul?
It’s that inner part of man, which needs to lean on God’s plan.
This is a need that all must see; one that reaches into eternity,
Man’s salvation from The Lord, is the need to not go ignored.
And as this need is met in Him, the Spirit comes to live within,
To help us with daily needs, as to Heaven our souls He leads.
(Copyright ©04/2008)
Your Majesty The Highest
The heaven firmament,
the deity, the master,
having authority.
The ruler of the universe
excellence power over all.
The great stronghold,
miracle and wonder
is in your hands,
amazing power!
perfectly made by
your words.
The power of God
manifest to all living
and the dead.
high above.
holy, holy holy
to God Almighty
Eternal power and
grace devine.
The heaven and earth
is in you.
poem by Jocelyn Dunbar
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There Is Something Different To The World Tonight (Rondine)
There is something different to the world tonight,
something that changes mere existing,
that with its essence reaches out to everything,
that brings joy that happens out of sight;
I see some stars dazed others shining bright,
hear bats, some owls that are fluttering.
There is something different,
and life feels great everything is alright
I wonder what strange thing is happening,
but then your presence gives me the feeling,
brings to my life some bliss and delight,
there is something different…
poem by Gert Strydom
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At night sometimes, sweet voices I hear (Terzanelle)
At night sometimes, sweet voices I hear,
distant angels, glorified beings
singing in my dreams, from another sphere
rejoicing at the happenings
in the whole of creation, glorifying the king.
Distant angels, glorified beings
sing with powerful voices that ring,
acknowledging his blessing,
in the whole of creation, glorifying the king
as if endlessly pressing
their voices like flowers in a holy book
acknowledging his blessing
rejoicing of the great deeds that he undertook,
about his transfiguration from almighty God to mere man,
their voices like flowers in a holy book,
sing about his love filled plan.
At night sometimes, sweet voices I hear,
about his transfiguration from almighty God to mere man,
singing in my dreams, from another sphere.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Hymn XV: Happy the Souls to Jesus Joined
Happy the souls to Jesus joined,
And saved by grace alone,
Walking in all his ways they find
Their heaven on earth begun.
The church triumphant in thy love,
Their mighty joys we know;
They sing the Lamb in hymns above,
And we in hymns below.
Thee in thy glorious realm they praise,
And bow before thy throne,
We in the kingdom of thy grace:
The kingdoms are but one.
The holy to the holiest leads,
From thence our spirits rise,
And he that in thy statutes treads
Shall meet thee in the skies.
poem by Charles Wesley
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Hymn XV: Happy the Souls to Jesus Joined
Happy the souls to Jesus joined,
And saved by grace alone,
Walking in all his ways they find
Their heaven on earth begun.
The church triumphant in thy love,
Their mighty joys we know;
They sing the Lamb in hymns above,
And we in hymns below.
Thee in thy glorious realm they praise,
And bow before thy throne,
We in the kingdom of thy grace:
The kingdoms are but one.
The holy to the holiest leads,
From thence our spirits rise,
And he that in thy statutes treads
Shall meet thee in the skies.
poem by John Wesley
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Gavel's Grace
How can we talk of venturing space
when we haven't yet come to learn the ways of earth?
Why assume we're deserving of such stellar privileges?
How can we even think of leaving earth in
such a tumultuous state of man-made disarray?
This blame far out reaches anyone
these motions predate any present life
yet who amongst us hasn't stood
with smoking gun
with lose of innocence
comes a shedding of ignorance
any guilty party
is guilty by mere
association
who amongst us hasn't
been accessory to this crime?
Yet the supreme judge does
not reside in persecuting an
entire population
the supreme judge serves
to any enlighten any
witness willing to
abide by his high ruling
poem by Gregory Allen Uhan
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Psalm 136
God's wonders of creation, providence, redemption of Israel, and salvation of his people.
Give thanks to God the sovereign Lord;
His mercies still endure;
And be the King of kings adored;
His truth is ever sure.
What wonders hath his wisdom done!
How mighty is his hand!
Heav'n, earth, and sea, he framed alone;
How wide is his command
The sun supplies the day with light;
How bright his counsels shine!
The moon and stars adorn the night;
His works are all divine.
[He struck the sons of Egypt dead;
How dreadful is his rod!
And thence with joy his people led;
How gracious is our God!
He cleft the swelling sea in two;
His arm is great in might;
And gave the tribes a passage through;
His power and grace unite.
But Pharaoh's army there he drowned;
How glorious are his ways!
And brought his saints through desert ground;
Eternal be his praise!
Great monarchs fell beneath his hand;
Victorious is his sword;
While Isr'el took the promised land;
And faithful is his word.]
He saw the nations dead in sin;
He felt his pity move:
How sad the state the world was in!
How boundless was his love!
He sent to save us from our woe;
His goodness never fails;
From death, and hell, and every foe;
And still his grace prevails.
Give thanks to God the heav'nly King;
His mercies still endure:
Let the whole earth his praises sing;
His truth is ever sure.
poem by Isaac Watts
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Prayer to the Holy Spirit
O Holy Spirit,
Third person of the Holy trinity;
Bond of harmony between the Father and Son;
Embodiment of eternal love and peace,
Come dwell forever within us.
Shower your gifts and wisdom;
Help us to spiritually better our lives
And souls, with your immense grace;
Bless our work and toil on earth,
Goad us to walk on the way to heaven always.
Do not allow us to stray from the divine path anytime;
Help us lead a Christ-centered life;
Bless our families and progeny;
Help us maintain Christian principles, morality and sense of values;
Help us lead a life of fortitude and
Love our neighbor as ourselves.
Train us to forgive and forget others’ trespasses;
Foster among us faith, hope, charity and love;
Ward off from our homes, sins of every kind;
Keep away the satanic forces that endlessly try to undo the virtues in us.
Help us brave the storms, travail and tribulations of earthly life.
Teach us to emulate the example of the Holy family;
Help us renounce satan, his pomps and works;
Help us give our mite to the harvest of holy souls;
May we pray with fervor incessantly, for conversion of souls to God.
May we share, spread and sow the love of God among our unfortunate fellow beings
Give us complete success against the evil one and a holy death.
May we pass the Final Test and take our soul undefiled to Heaven.
We beseech you to grant us the needed grace from time to time.
Amen.
Copyright by Dr John Celes 26-06-2010
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0161 Heaven: thoughts from 1350 AD/CE
Heaven is not a place; it is a state;
not in the clouds, nor here on earth beneath;
heaven's not in front, behind, nor left nor right -
and yet, in love it comprehends all these.
God is not found by silence, nor by speech;
not found by fasting, nor by finest food;
not by seclusion, nor by company -
and yet, within all these, and all around.
There's nowhere, thus, to go; for all is here;
and nought to do but, present, here to rest;
and resting, wish and will and love God dear
with full intent; no other interest.
All's within the heart, so vast, so great -
for heaven's not a place; it is a state.
poem by Michael Shepherd
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Today... 'Former of all things
God formed the universe including Earth
and by His word gave virgin light its birth.
His glory the angelic beings proclaim
this great God, the Lord of Hosts is His name.
Then gathering the dust upon the ground
He formed the very first man from that mound.
Stooping down His lips met this man of His
and tenderly breathed in life with a kiss.
Taking a rib from this man called Adam
He clothed it with flesh and formed a woman.
A gift from God for Adam to receive
a beautiful woman whose name was Eve.
The Former of all things had a great plan
to create the universe and make man.
But all of these former things will not last
by His new creation they'll be surpassed.
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To Me His Presence Is A Mystery
When havoc and disaster came my way
upon a tranquil sunny summer day
I had blamed God for being absent,
of my accusation He was innocent;
He is present in a world of iniquity
and to me His presence is a mystery.
I looked for God, Him I did not see,
His image, His presence eluded me
but I found His tracks everywhere,
in everything lovely His hand was there;
He is present in a world of iniquity
and to me His presence is a mystery
There was great beauty in a lone thrush
singing all the world to a holy hush,
the pattering rain brought along new birth
while He continually blessed the earth;
He is present in a world of iniquity
and to me His presence is a mystery.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Today... 'The Word
Word of love and the Word made flesh
Word incarnate forever blessed
Word of life and the Word of light
Word of power and Word of might.
Word that was spoken, Word of the Lord
Word of the Law and the Word of God
Word of peace and Word eternal
Word of truth and last Word of all.
Word of wisdom and the Word of healing
Word from heaven, a Word so appealing
Word fulfilling the Word of prophecy
Word of the Spirit and Word of destiny.
Word of exhortation and Word of grace
Word of encouragement and Word of faith
Word of promise and a Word of insight
Word from the beginning and Word of delight.
Word of knowledge and a Word of boldness
Word of peace and the Word of righteousness
Word of the covenant and Word of love
Word of the Father from heaven above.
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Ruminations
An amazing thought
A seemingly made up dream,
The daily occurence of life and death -
Just one more passing, perhaps a bit depressing,
Routine, worldly scene;
A human is born
As another one does die,
One side of earth shines in light
The other covered by a total dark sky.
- The child may one day
Ask, 'why am I alive,
while so many countless others
are now dead? ' -
What, if any, wisdom
Could ever come from mere words
To him said?
For what does anyone know
(truly know)
More than a helpless Babe
In holy mothers arms;
The one and only place
Here and now, in time and space
Completely safe from lifes cruel harms.
We stand at the edge of a great dock,
In a fog so deep, and so thick,
We can see nowhere;
Yet, for reason unsuspected, intently into it
We still stare.
Seeking for guidance...
From something unseen...
Standing there
Right beside us.
What in all of these fumbled, whimsy words
Am I trying to say, even to find?
Is there at least one moment of true meaning
With which it all does bind?
- If any reason can, or does exist,
It must be of something such as this:
More than anything, anywhere, or anyone
What the ache is forever bound to desire
Is Love.
The kind that reaches far beyond
Every mountain top,
Goes deeper than
The furthest ocean floor,
And stretches endlessly beyond
Where stars and galaxies soar;
Love that is totally unconditional,
Uncompromised, and unfragile _
It cannot be broken
It does not keep score,
Pure, not earned
Undemanding, and never disappointed.
Brighter, warmer than the sun
The true kind that can never
Be undone.
Can such a Love as this be found?
Does such truly exist?
Is it all even possible
In a world so desperate, such a mess?
Only through rhymes
And continuing times
Shall the answer come for us.
We all poets would be
If only our souls eyes were opened
For life's great Beauty to see.
Humanity may be taken out of Paradise,
But no one can ever take
The desire for Paradise out of humanity.
It is in All of this, and all of us,
And so much more,
More than any can comprehend,
More and more without end.
This is the start and finish of all pure desire,
The heat and light of God's holy fire.
poem by Smoky Hoss
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