Chosen People
Resolute beauty guards the gates
Stairways leading thru the desert
Children searching for their fate
Finding gardens past all the hurt
Everything ends and begins again
Time once an enemy now a friend
Rogue armies march for the sea
Let my people go riles the nations
Ships of light sail for bright eternity
We are called from station too station
Rise in the night with candles lit
Many refuse to leave decadent Egypt
Hope is a home away from home
Tired wings find rest in the cross
Heavy laden in heart and soul
Rest is Gods peace amidst loss
The meek seek each others hand
Today we walk for the Promised Land
The mystical body of Christ calls
The wheel in the wheel always turns
Heed the gentle Spirit that calls
Feel a divine love that forever burns
No one rejected by his shed blood
Everyone called by his sweet love
A chosen people amidst the nations
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Cherubs
Cyan sky of liquid marble
Dreams rain singing doorways
Walk like vibrant eternity
Some know Egypt is real
They die in blue circles
Rise where love feasts
Hear voices of golden shores
I see the hallways of joy
Intuition preludes surround
Stars sail like strange avenues
We divide the divine signs
Tablature of cryptic Genesis
She stops for the cat on the road
Siamese eyes of mercy
Labyrinths where Apache hunted
Burial grounds of eagle souls
Satyr horses ride the northern tribes
Moving ghosts of buffalo herds
Listen to the wind of roses
Red roses where wine flows
Ancient wanderings
Dry places of pain
Now the restless tides change
Ships of dead time join the legions
Many have rings and spells
Leave Pharaohs dark magicians
Candles where souls meet the night
We war with dark angels
We move in a sold world
The wilderness is dark with shadows
Their fallen faces snarl
They stare like gargoyles
Now love comes like a storm
Tangled in the principalities
We are the dying amidst the dead
Called to live and change
The valley of idols calls
Drowned in a thousand lusts
Weak and chained
Caress the land of giants
No past, no nations
Identity of the called
We are spectacles of love
Leave the house of stone
Leave the altars of Baal
Time is a transgression
The inward man is renewed
Cherubs fly in rosewood
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Four Winds
Four winds blow across the land
Journey east in the caravan of change
Everything is connecting beyond man
Sensuality cleanses only the estranged
Wells are deep in the earth of soul
The purest sweet joy begins too flow
Principalities war in all the high places
We are fought in all the dark regions
Gird your sword every Christian soldier
The enemy brings his fallen legions
The battle is ours if we stand our ground
Hold on until the great trumpet sounds
Trust not in unsure riches and gold
The earth reels like a sick drunken man
Hold on to your most precious faith
Confusion like a plague sets on the land
Fill your vessels at the crimson streams
Jerusalem shall fill with His divine peace
Hear the gentle voice calling in the wind
Eternity is truly the real resting place
We leave Egypt for the Promised Land
We are led by the sweet voice of grace
These are the days of the Prophet Joel
Gods Spirit calls the young and the old
The four winds are gathering Gods people
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Many Are Called
Many are called, dear heart, to happiness,
But few are chosen, even for a wild short year.
Love calls us from our sleep, and we make stress
To rise and greet him in a world austere
With a sweet dawn, while blithe as chanticleer
He carols his brave message, and we loosen
The shutters of our grief to find him near.
Many are called by Love, but few are chosen.
Love's voice is truth. He speaks his messages
In tones we dare not doubt, and we give ear
As to a prophet of our wilderness,
The glorious lord of a new hemisphere.
And we run, we too, glorious, without fear,
Like children on bright ice too thinly frozen,
Gay to our doom. Ah me! The plunge was sheer.
Many are called by Love, but few are chosen.
Love chooses whom he will to ban or bless.
My fate was a wild shepherd's on the drear
Plains of wan hope, whose one--time shepherdess
Was lost even in the winning, and whose cheer
Has since been of the yellow leaf and sere,
(Scorned is the rose--tree Time finds no last rose on)
And silence claims him and the end is near.
Many are called by Love, but few are chosen.
Queen of my life! I do not love you less
Because you choose not me to cast your woes on.
It is enough for me you once said ``Yes.''
Many are called by Love, but few are chosen.
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From The Nation Israel
It is The Lord who reigns on high, directing the lives of you and I,
Blessing those who come to Him, rebuking all, who remain in sin,
The same applies to nations too, in a promise to a righteous Jew,
Within God’s Promise to Abraham, He’ll bless or curse each land.
All God’s purposes He shall fulfill, through that tiny land of Israel,
Recalling His purpose and plan, which God revealed to Abraham.
Each nation that blesses his land, will be blessed by God’s hand,
And those that curse his country, God will curse for all of eternity.
In a land Abraham never possessed, all Israel will yet be blessed,
As the chosen land is given to, the peoples that God intended to,
And all the nations of this world, shall see the peace yet unfurled,
As the chosen Seed of Abraham, reigns from the Promised Land.
A land promised to only one, and his decedents through The Son,
Chosen at the world’s foundation, to reveal to all God’s Salvation,
It was in that land that Jesus Christ, became for God our sacrifice,
To reconcile, all the world to Him, by forgiving all men, of their sin.
From that land blessing will flow, to all nations who come to know,
Christ, who will reign from Israel, on His Throne, on God’s Holy Hill.
Cursed nations will be no more, as Christ rules from shore to shore,
With a Peace that will not end, and well beyond a Millennium friend.
(Copyright ©12/2008)
One Like Moses
As God had passed over Israel, He will lift to Heaven you and me.
Blood was used per God’s Will, on the doors for the angel to see.
Jesus Christ was the one to fulfill, that blood today for you and me,
On the cross on Calvary’s Hill, Christ shed His blood for men see.
Without the blood that was shed, there’s no remission for our sin.
Like Israel, so filled with dread, from their darkened hearts within,
All men are indeed spiritually dead, and must die because of sin.
But Christ died for all men instead, so His Spirit can reside within.
Israel was within a darkened land, a land of much pain and strife.
They were moved by God’s hand, to the Promised Land full of life.
As we look back and understand, we today live in a world of strife.
Today we look to The Son of Man, in whom we can gain New Life.
God saw Israel in time of need, and sent Moses to help His nation.
He sent Moses as one to lead, and to bring Israel to His Salvation.
Through Moses God had freed, the peoples of His Chosen Nation.
Once again He will send His seed, to show them Eternal Salvation.
One like Moses is God’s Son, His Only Begotten Son Jesus Christ.
Christ was God’s Chosen One, sent as God’s Lamb and Sacrifice.
In Christ all was said and done, when God paid the ultimate price.
And once again Christ will come, to lead all nations to Eternal Life.
(Copyright ©12/2005)
Sonnet – Amidst
Amidst pitch -black darkness, God shows a light;
Amidst a Forest thick, He shows a way;
Amidst black clouds, He brings a moonlit night;
Amidst sorrows, God gives a happy day.
Amidst the desert, Oasis God shows;
Amidst the stormy Sea, He brings calm;
Amidst much strife, He opens newer doors;
Amidst much hopelessness, a helping palm.
Amidst tempest, God shows a bright light-house;
Amidst the glaciers, much sought-after peak;
Amidst our solitude, He gives a spouse;
Amidst the ravines deep, the lost lamb meek.
Amidst the chaos, God ushers new hope,
Amidst the gloom, He gives the church a Pope.
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The Seasons Reminder
The seasons are a reminder friend, that what begins will have an end.
It’s one more aspect of God’s design, that divides our world into time.
And friend that time is governed by, the greater light that’s in the sky.
When everyday the setting sun, says to a world, another day is done.
Then the lesser light begins to rise, above in the now darkened skies.
And then the moon begins to count, when that greater light goes out.
It counts for us a month of days, each using a different lunar phase.
Then as the sun begins to rise, the moon again, hides from our eyes.
Then there are the stars you see, scattered on the darkened canopy.
They appear throughout the night, filling the skies with a brilliant light.
Placed there by God’s own hand, for they’re interwoven into His plan,
May be there for many reasons, but we know they mark the seasons.
You can see within God’s Design, His finger upon the course of time.
Divine restrictions He put in place, to give life for all, a sensible pace.
Friend when the sun begins to set, God creates a time for all to rest.
Resting from those daily chores; to have a time alone with The Lord.
God can then refresh our hearts, and this before the next day starts.
Use the time to reflect on the end, where in Eternity you shall spend.
Where time like this will be no more, and we serve The Eternal Lord.
It’s there we will be truly blessed, when home in Eternity we can rest.
The sun and moon both will cease, as we enter into an eternal peace.
These weary times will cease to be, as together we enter into eternity.
The Eternity that we enter friend, unlike the present, will have no end.
As the final season of our lives, will be an eternal one in Jesus Christ.
(Copyright ©11/2005)
Backslidden
As you walk with God in your life, you display the character of Christ.
As you walk away from The Lord, your fruit displayed is not ignored,
When a one becomes backslidden, the spirit inside is not that hidden.
A believer begins wrestling deep inside, when his Lord he has denied.
As you walk from His narrow path, you fill up with bitterness and wrath.
As a spirit of anger builds up inside, The Lord’s peace to you is denied.
And the anger begins to stir within, leading your heart and mind to sin.
Then as this anger turns into rage, sound reason begins to disengage.
When from Christ you do depart, His Light begins to leave your heart.
Your heart becomes a raging sea, as it begins to stir up past iniquities.
Your words begin to sow discord, as your heart strays from your Lord.
And Jesus Christ will have no part, of this darkness within your heart.
For when you walk away from Him, Christ’s Light inside begins to dim.
All your peace has been displaced, with no sign of Christ on your face.
Even behind your smiling façade, it is apparent that you left your God.
And the pseudo peace you maintain, within your heart is not the same.
And Christ will continue to let you fall, until you return to The Lord of all.
Friend, Christ died for you to be a light, not to return to the dark of night.
And as long as you resist His Grace, life will be a most miserable place.
If you only return unto The Lord, then His peace to you will be restored.
(Copyright ©04/2005)
Don’t Slip Away
Men slip away, being made of dust; slip away from the rest of us.
Slip away from the Body of Christ, right back into their former life.
All teaching seems to be in vain, when in Truth they don’t remain.
But if embraced with all their heart, they will remain from the start.
Simple head belief for many friend, shall come to a slippery end.
As winds of doctrine tend to sway, minds of believers every day.
Some may fall completely away, others may come back to stay.
Once you truly believe in Christ, you my friend will be His for life.
God my friend is greater than all, from His hand, no man can fall.
And Christ let us understand, no one can pluck us from His hand.
But you can walk away from Him, if you are mastered by your sin.
But if you are truly Born Again, you won’t leave His side my friend.
If you’re a believer and you stray, Jesus will help you find your way,
Right back to the Savior’s side, through The Spirit who lives inside.
Christ will not lose any my friend; He’s always with them to the end.
Superintending from His Throne, Christ will see us all safety home.
Christ will guide you from within, as He guards your heart from sin,
Friend, you can have assurance too, for our Lord also died for you.
And the moment that you believe, The Holy Spirit you shall receive.
So today take Christ into your heart, and from you He won’t depart.
(Copyright ©01/2006)
Undiscovered Soul
R.sambora
She was standing at the station
Small town suitcase in her hand
There were dreams she found inside her
That no one cared to understand
She never talks about her childhood
So much past to leave behind
Shes so scared to go
But still she says goodbye.
When you walk that road
You walk alone
Just an undiscovered soul
In the great unknown
When you only hope
Is to find a home
Just an undiscovered soul
In the great unknown
In the great unknown.
Born and raised in poverty
Daddy died when he was young
All the fears that raged inside him
His spirit need to overcome
Each day he tears down the reflection
Of who he used to be
And with a little luck
Hell rise eventually.
When you walk that road
When you walk alone
Just an undiscovered soul
In the great unknown
When you only hope
Is to find a home
Just an undiscovered soul
In the great unknown
The great unknown.
Solo
In the search of our salvation
Relentlessly we climb
Just looking for a reason
In creations grand design
If patience is a virtue
Then let us humbly begin
Well be here waiting
til our ship comes sailing in.
When you walk that road
We walk alone
Just an undiscovered soul
In the great unknown
When you only hope
Is to find a home
Youre just an undiscovered soul
In the great unknown
The great unknown
The great unknown
Dont want to walk through life
And undiscovered soul.
Searching for the road
Looking for a home
In the great unknown
Dont want to walk through life
An undiscovered soul
Searching for a home
Looking for a road
In the great unknown
Dont want to walk through life
An undiscovered soul
Patience, virtue, identify, soul
song performed by by Bon Jovi
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Life is a Journey; Not a Destination
The time has come
To say good bye
I gave it my all
I really did try
I took your heart
Which I broke in two
I tried to fix it
I did all I could do
Your eyes once warm
Now dead and cold
Your words once soft
Now cutting and bold
I became the man
You knew I could be
But now it's too late
These changes you won't see
You live in my past
Not here in today
Tomorrow doesn't matter
Our dreams washed away
You need to be happy
So I need to go
These changes to you
Are only a show
I bid you farewell
I wish you the best
I hope you find peace
I hope you find rest
I hope you find life
How you want it to be
I hope you find love
Even if not with me
My journey continues
Even if I'm alone
My Lord God will guide me
To wherever is home
For He knows my heart
And he knows my soul
In him I do trust
I am not alone
For the day will come
When I know his plan
I once was a boy
But now I'm a man
Even though I feel weak
I know I am strong
My path it is narrow
My path is so long
So I bid you farewell
And I hope I will find
That your path is not different
You're just two steps behind
For this is life is so short
And I have no control
My one living wish
Is to be one with your soul
It may not be tomorrow
But in the next life
Eternity together
As husband and wife
Take care my sweet princess
Take care my best friend
I will love you forever
As time has no end
On my path I continue
My heart it does know
Where God wants to take me
So with Him I will go
poem by Ryan Lee Morris
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When tommorow begins without me
When tomorrow begins the new day,
I will not be here for you to see.
Please dont let the sun rise
and see the tears you shed for me.
I don't want you to cry for me like you did today.
I wish so much you wouldn't cry.
The way you did today,
I know how much you loved me,
And I loved you all too.
And of corse I understand that you'll miss me.
I will miss you too but your all in my heart.
But now when tomorrow begins without me,
Please try to find it in your heart understand.
Gods angels called my name,
They reached out a hand to me and said it's time to go.
And So I took theire hand.
My place was ready in heaven above.
I cried tears as I lert you all behind.
But you'll be coming with me in my heart.
But as I turned to walk away a tear fell from my eye.
For all my lifeI wanted to the fight todie.
In the end I felt there wasn't much left for me.
And yet I wanted one more day.
I wanted to say my goodbyes but is the one thing I couldn't do.
But then I f realised this could never be.
For you would have stopped me even though my time had come.
And when I thought of you all left behind.
My heart was filled with guilt sorrow.
But as I walked through heaven's gates,
I felt peace and harmony.
When God looked at me and smiled at me,
He said Amy this is eternity.
Here you can start afresh.
I promise you no tomorrows only today.
Your life on earth is now your past.
Here you don't have to worry about your past.
God said to me Amy come take my hand.
And it was then I finally began to understand.
God had choosen my pain to end.
So when tomorrow begins without me,
Please know we are not apart,
We live on in each others hearts
poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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I Have God
I have God and God has me, He’s my guide to eternity,
Where I am, God will be, for my Lord watches over me,
I’m always in God’s sight, as He watches day and night,
Knowing He’s always right, His Word’s my guiding light.
Like Abraham, called friend, God is with me to the end,
With me at every bend, together in Eternity we’ll spend,
He is my Savior and my Guide, from me, He won’t hide,
When in God’s Spirit I abide, He is with me, by my side.
God is with me day by day, as I walk in the narrow way,
Forever with me He will stay, as I enter Heaven one day,
He’s with me on this sod, leading me with staff and rod;
My hope is to see His nod, when I see the Face of God.
This as God, above I serve, with a hope I don’t deserve,
As my life God will preserve, so eternally He I can serve,
For it was God, Who saved me, so I could live eternally,
He saved me from the night, giving me His Eternal Light.
By my God I won’t be denied, as His Spirit dwells inside,
My Savior who calls me friend, gave me life with no end,
For He sent to us Jesus Christ, to become our Sacrifice,
Not just affording me Paradise, but granting Eternal Life.
(Copyright ©03/201)
Today... 'The Ensign of the People
Ensign of the people for all to see
The One Who comes from the root of Jesse
Now Jew and Gentile come to Him for rest
For in Christ all shall be forever blest
Flying high on the cross of Calvary
Is the Ensign of God for you and me
God loved the world and gave His Only Son
Who through His death the victory has won
From the Root of Jesse the ensign flies
"Come, enter the gates of heaven it cries."
The Sovereign Lord beckons me to come
and calls me to my great heavenly home
There praise is my glorious battle cry
and His great love my soul shall occupy
Called into His banqueting house above
Where His great banner over me is love
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All Who Come
The Lord gives rest to the weary, to all of those who come,
To the deceived and the leery, His Truth comes in The Son.
In gloomy times He gives hope, in The Savior Jesus Christ,
With a power for all to cope, through the weary times of life.
God comes to all who seek, guidance from The Lord above,
Reaching down to the meek, with an uncompromising Love.
God meets you where you stand, at anytime and any place,
Guiding you with a loving hand, in His mercy and His Grace.
God will truly walk with you; being always present in this life,
As He helps you safely through, in times of trial and of strife.
Should you bump into despair, at any point within your day,
God will take you in His care, to comfort you along the way.
And when things do go wrong, God fills you with His peace,
Through a day dark and long, with a love that will not cease.
God will guide you in His light, safely through the day’s end,
Then He gives you rest at night, as a Shepherd and a friend.
Indeed a friend to all who come, from wherever they may be,
To the cross of God’s own Son, The Shepherd of all Eternity,
So come to Him all of the lost, to the Shepherd Jesus Christ,
Through His death on the cross, He gives to men eternal life.
(Copyright ©02/2007)
A Cross Amidst Thorns
A stream flows in a swamp
Rain falls on a barren ground
A saint in a lion’s den.
A dove amongst owls…
There’s a cross amidst thorns.
Innocence dwells with guilt
Hope lingers in a despairing people
Life struggles with the grave.
Love unmasks into hatred…
There’s a cross amidst thorns.
Peace competes with the wrathful hand of anarchy
Conscience fights with corruption
The truth passes along with deception
Righteousness boasts with evil
There’s a cross amidst thorns
There’s a cross amidst thorns
Hope radiates from despair
Light reigns above darkness
Faith conquers fear
There’s a cross amidst thorns
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Oh Jungleland
Somebodys screaming out
Somebodys knocking out
Somebodys calling out, come hear it again
Street bells are ringing out
Young girls are singing out
Boys are building up to be men
Youve got the love
Then here comes the blood last
The father, the mother, the sister, the chain
Sweet inspirations
Or a cold hearted nations baby
The young man, the brothers, the killers explain
Oh jungleland
They call you home sweet home
You make me feel so sad, to leave here all alone
But there is a kid called hope
And hes holding out his hand
He sees the northern lights
Above this highrise land
Oh jungleland
Oh jungleland
Oh jungleland
In the city, get out the city pretty quick
Ive got a prayer, I wanna sing it to you
It says, may little children forget the wild things
But no one listens cause nobody cares
When youve got the love drugs
And youve got the long nights
You got the heartbeat that spirals to heaven
Here comes summer, here comes violence
Over your shoulder the soul boy explains
Oh jungleland
They call you home sweet home
You make me feel so sad, to leave here all alone
But there is a kid called hope
And hes holding out his hand
He sees the northern lights
Above the highrise land
But blood is thicker than water
But blood is sweeter than holy lands
Unto the devil a daughter
When my love sings its an angel song she sings it
Dont look back, never look back
Dont look back, never look back
Oh jungleland
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Promised Rest
Men must truly believe friend lest, they’ll miss God’s promised rest,
Within true faith men must receive, Jesus Christ when they believe.
God’s rest begins as you believe, and continues on until you leave,
Until you leave this temporal life, only if you believe in Jesus Christ.
God through Paul was concerned, just as Israel men hadn’t learned,
As sin had hardened their hearts, from them God would soon depart.
Although they had seen conquest, many in the land did not see rest.
Men today can also be deceived, by men who say they’ve believed.
Those who believe in their head, without Christ, are spiritually dead.
Without Him they won’t be blessed, or receive God’s promised rest.
God’s rest starts down here, when we come to God in reverent fear,
Knowing our life will one day end, and we need Christ as our friend.
A friend who helps start each day, with you in a new and restful way,
This as you rest in God’s only Son, The Lord Jesus, God’s Holy One.
After a week with hearts stressed, we have in Christ a Sabbath rest,
Just like our Creator up in Heaven, men rest from work one in seven.
While upon earth, whatever the test, in The Lord we can always rest,
Guiding us with His staff and rod, Christ fills us with the peace of God.
With our sin as far as east from west, we will soon enter Eternal Rest,
In robes of white we shall be dressed, and live life eternally at its best.
(Copyright ©08/2006)
A Wife
at the night seems long, wondering
mind calls for a solitude, where the heart
felt the emptiness of the soul
each birth calls every memory to live
and begin the unending journey of the heart
where each moment lives what the immortality
of destiny calls
dare not to face the bright moonlight shadow
of where it started to grow and bloom, the
innocent child flourish in thy love abode in
the mother’s womb of thy father's lap
hold on to the sweat that goes, for labor stand
in the kittle pot amidst the burning sun of the
skin makes it fun, happy as it could be in the
lingering hand as the children grown
now the day has ended, as sun has shown the
reflected wrinkles in the moonlight face of the
beautiful Maria in the homeless dress as the
party goes, late comes near in the ageless
bacon of love
solemnly it face the beauty that exist in the past
as it request the best that our naked eyes had
profess, thank you that you came in my light you
bring the moonlight night a sky as so bright
for you are the sun shine of my life
you are a wife who came and live my life so bright
till you will be my wife through out eternity
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The Price Was Paid
Jesus Christ paid it all for you and me on that hill called Calvary.
He spent His blood on that tree, and the cost to you and I is free.
The price was paid for sin you see, but it was the sin of you and me.
Jesus paid the price, yes indeed, and on that day Christ set us free.
God decided in eternity past, to set a price that would forever last.
But there was not a lot to cast, for only Jesus can forgive your past.
Many people were totally aghast to see Christ treated as an outcast.
Although beaten and harassed, His love remained pure and steadfast.
By His own, rejected and accused, and sentenced by that body of Jews.
Understood by just a few, “forgive them as they know not what they do.”
Christ’s cry to God to forgive the Jews echoes today for me and you.
But in light of Scripture when we choose, we know exactly what we do.
I never perused God like I ought and I’m the one whom God had sought.
The Word I wasn’t taught and my knowledge of Him was close to naught.
But all things by God are wrought, no matter what I learned or thought.
Even the unrighteous who vainly fought, by Jesus Christ were bought.
On the cross rejected and downcast, His love is a Heavenly contrast.
His love alone so deep and vast, to this very day goes unsurpassed.
And the souls for evil that Satan amassed, into the fire Christ will cast.
Satan’s evil will soon be past and God’s Righteousness will forever last.
For in the end all will see, and not only those who truly believed.
And all of those who remain deceived will be dealt with accordingly.
His Blood redeemed all who believe and eternal life they will receive.
And His Blood purchased all the deceived to be cast into Hell eternally.