I Dont Need to Understand
The problems of this world are large,
lifes trials are so demanding.
I need a God beyond my ken,
beyond my understanding.
I've not the means to know each thread
within life’s knitted veil,
but He that works the Weavers wheel,
knows every strand so well.
So I lift my prayer to He who knows,
in He that loves His own.
I know full well He hears, He helps...
and to whom my prayers are flown.
I leave the details to my God
and trust that in His grace,
He will keep me close within His arms,
in His healing... warm embrace..
-Perry Biggerstaff
poem by Perry Biggerstaff
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I Bled For You
You may not understand why I would leave my family,
to fight in some exotic land, somewhere beyond the sea.
You may not comprehend just why I would do the things I do,
But today I fought for what was right…today I bled for you.
Some call me a hero, but few call me by name
I don't do it for the money and it sure aint for the fame.
I've seen the tree of liberty, and when the day is through,
I can say it was watered with my blood…that day I bled for you.
We soldiers serve with honor, like all those that served before.
Who stood upon the wall and kept the wolves from your front door.
Some sacrificed completely; give them the respect they're due.
Remember that they gave it all, the day they bled for you.
There are some that are not able, or don't want to understand,
Why we risk our very lives to defend this sacred, holy land.
They'll never feel the pride inside when we see red white and blue,
Waving over these free lands, because someone bled for you.
So take the time to think of those of us who still are over there,
Or those of us recovering, please lift us up in prayer.
And send it to the Savior…the only other person who,
Besides the soldier, paid the price, and chose to bleed for you.
Perry Biggerstaff
poem by Perry Biggerstaff
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If This Be Love
Hope gives in to longing thought,
of all desires that I've sought.
A wanton heart might now be caught,
if this be love, that you have brought.
Can love..hope..grow where pain abides;
Where doubt and fear are justified?
I willingly throw both arms wide,
if faith can bring you to my side.
Give in! give in! My heart cries out,
For once find out what loves about.
These walls I've built so strong and stout,
like Jericho, fall at the shout.
A newborn babe, my soul lies bare;
vulnerable to trap and snare.
I gladly place all in your care.
If this be love...that we would share.
Perry Biggerstaff
poem by Perry Biggerstaff
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Beneath the Shadow of the Cross
When family's tears flow like a fountain,
That comes from heartache and in loss,
Let's meet somewhere on Calvary's mountain,
beneath the shadow of the cross.
Where silent sobs of heartfelt moaning,
Would clutch us in the dark of night,
And broken hearts are filled with groaning,
Let's give to God our tortured plight.
It's in these times we come together,
For strength and blood are intertwined.
Tightly gripping to loves tether,
we deal with grief that's unconfined.
Grant to us but just a measure,
To understand you laid to rest,
A heart of gold, a precious treasure,
For heaven truly took the best.
Lord, give to us your gracious healing
When doubts and fears our minds would toss.
Remind us that there's strength in kneeling,
beneath the shadow of the cross.
Perry Biggerstaff
poem by Perry Biggerstaff
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He Loves You
His love will conquer anger
His love defies all words
He hears all the prayers that are spoken
And all the prayers unheard
His love is unconditional
He loves you when your wrong
He loves you when you disobey
His love for you is strong
He loves you when you stumble
He loves you when you fall
He loves us so much more than words
He really loves us all
He loves you when you call His name
He loves you when you cry
He loves you when your down and out
For us He sent his Son to die
He loves you when you're laughing
He loves you when you smile
He loves it when you praise His name
He loves you, you're his child
His love is never ending
Until the end of time
And once you just embrace His love
Your life will be just fine
For He's got the best intentions
Look at The Son of Man
Be honored through the joy & pain
You're a big part of His plan.
poem by Ryan Lee Morris
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In God’s Ways
We can know The Lord’s Ways, upon a path paved by Grace,
One that takes us to the place, where we accept God by faith,
As He lifts a veil from our face, the Truth of God we embrace,
Truth for all of the human race, revealed to us to God’s praise.
This grace takes all as they are, as fallen sinners near and far,
Right to the Cross of Calvary, where grace opens eyes to see,
Their need to embrace the Cross, as fallen men spiritually lost,
And to accept The Savior’s Love, to be cleansed in His Blood.
This is only where men start, as sinners with a change of heart,
When we believe in Christ Jesus, new direction, He gives to us,
Redirecting each heart and mind, to leave our old ways behind,
As we begin to follow Jesus Christ, in what becomes a new life.
In His Ways we learn to live, through the Spirit, God would give,
Through His Word we are lead, when with God, we move ahead,
Parting from the dark of night, we begin to live in Christ’s Light,
As we surrender to Jesus Christ, His Spirit helps us live our life.
We find God’s Ways we can trust, as our Lord takes care of us,
Sustaining us through all our days, while we live in God’s Ways,
Living our life on the narrow way, He helps us to grow each day,
As God helps us in all our ways, so we lift up to God our praise.
(Copyright ©11/2009)
I'll be there
God will send an angel at the moment he designed
To tell me that my time has come to leave this world behind
I know I'll glance behind me as I climb that golden stair
For I love you all so deeply. Please know….I'll still be there.
I'll be there in the little things that make it all worthwhile
And I'll be there in the passing thought that makes my daughter smile
In all those times she'll talk of me and wipe away a tear
That's when she'll feel my presence…Oh you know that I'll be there
I'll be there in my son's sweet laugh as he fondly thinks of me
And in the stories that he tells, in each sweet memory
I'll be there when he pauses to remember me in prayer
He'll feel a kindred presence then…and know that I've been there.
I'll be there as my grandsons grow; I'll be there every day.
I'll be their guardian angel, watching over them as they play
When they graduate and marry, promise me you'll save a chair
Though you think that it sits empty, oh…I promise I'll be there.
I'll be there when my friends still meet, though they're minus one
They'll hear my echoed laughter, when they're out there having fun
When they are sad and lonely and they have some pain to share
Let them feel peace and not know why...it's because I have been there
To my extended family, Know I love you all so much
I'll be there in the evening rain and in the suns warm touch
I'll never be that far way, I'll be with you, I swear.
Just think of me, and there I am, one wish, and I'll be there
To all of you, it's not goodbye, please wipe those tears away
I'll be with my sweet Jesus and I'll praise him every day
Someday you'll each cross over, no more burdens left to bear
Look for me beside my Savior, .......You know... I will be there.
Perry Biggerstaff
poem by Perry Biggerstaff
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The Imperfections Of Me
I'm an unfinished product
A work that's in progress
Though I no longer call myself young
I'm flawed and I'm broken
I'm a promise unspoken
and a song that may never be sung
Though I'm dumb and I'm blind
I'll not be definded
By what I dont hear or can't see
I gladly will take
each days small mistake
and love the imperfections of me
I've spurned some romances
missed risks, ignored chances
I've letters that will never be sent.
There are regrets and there's sorrow
and perhaps my tomorrow
may be another day that I've mispent.
I'll not know perfection,
but my misquided inflection
will not mar my lifes destiny.
Call me broken and hollow
but the path I will follow
helps me accept the imperfections of me.
The worlds litmus test
that demands but your best
is not for a wandering heart
I'm distracted, its true,
by warm winds...skies of blue
that sets this daydreamer apart.
My oft broken stride
leaves broken dreams on each side
But I'll be who I'm meant to be.
Since nothing is owed
on my strange crooked road
I embrace the imperfections of me
poem by Perry Biggerstaff
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It Is What It Is
Life is simply what it is, but I’m blessed to know Jesus,
Who is my guide in this life, even in the pain and strife,
He’s indeed a light to me, in dark times to help me see,
Christ is forever by my side, as God helps me to abide.
To abide in Christ is a must, when in God I put my trust,
With trust, comes His Grace, guiding me place to place,
While I live my life in faith, He supplies abundant Grace,
Grace sufficient for my need, as the Living Word I heed.
His Word lights the path I trod, led by The Truth of God,
Truths not always easy to bear, but, I am under His care,
Shielded from unknown harms, safe in everlasting arms,
Wherever my path may lead, Christ supplies every need.
Secure in God’s arms of love, as I’m led from up above,
With God above is security, knowing my path to eternity,
Even through trials below, grace and mercy He will show,
To all souls who live this life, for the Savior, Jesus Christ.
And so this life, I live for Him, in this world cursed by sin,
Through hard times of pain, as I have eternity yet to gain,
For this life is nothing friend, compare to life with no end,
Not here but in eternal life, living forever with Jesus Christ.
As He Works Out All Things
God works out all things for me, in ways I could not foresee,
In ways that could only come, through Jesus Christ, His Son,
Changing the very heart of men, in ways which only God can,
Arranging a path in life for me, all for God’s Praise and Glory.
Even as those problems do occur, it is God’s Will, I can infer,
As our Lord uses many trials for, the Believer and many more,
Unbelievers who watch one’s life, of a believer in Jesus Christ,
To see just how we respond to, the trials God sees us through.
Our trials can be of any scale, but, in The Lord we shall prevail,
Whether trials come big or small, God, is still The Lord over all,
No matter what the magnitude, others watch to see our attitude,
Watching what is said and done, to see our faith, in God’s Son.
God’s Only Son, Christ Jesus, whose Grace is sufficient for us,
For He is the One who sustains, us through our trials and pains,
Sustaining us through His Grace, in each trial that we shall face,
So men see His Grace and Power, even within our darkest hour.
What many may not know friend, is He’s the beginning and end,
Christ knows every circumstance, in His plan there is no chance,
As Christ directs the way we go, down the path we do not know,
While displaying His power in us, with the peace of Christ Jesus.
After We Pass
The trials and test we have to go through,
And to be honoured and glorified after we pass;
For this world is full of troubles!
Be wise in choosing what is right,
For the sun tans a person who works longer in the it;
But the beauty of the day is for us all.
The devastating of wars!
And of the minds of the beings after these wars;
For this world is full of toubles.
A sign of mourning and a sign of man's transgressions!
But in fasting and in prayers we will win our ways;
And of the grief suffered in life's own journey,
But we hope to be honoured after these trials.
Of all the stars in heaven and of all the people on earth,
We all have names like the constellations in heaven!
But we have to go through these pressures of life on this earth.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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The Purple Thread
'The priests distributed various coloured silken threads to weave for the veil of the sanctuary; and it fell to Mary's lot to weave purple.'
—The Book of the Bee, ch. XXXIV.
I
THE chosen maidens, Weavers of the Veil,
Kneeling in crescent, from the High Priest took
Their wisps of silk in slender hands that shook
Lifting the colors to their lips rose-pale
With holy passion, —colors like the frail
Spring flowers of Carmel, blue as that glad look
Of dancing iris, scarlet as a nook
Of wild anemones, or gold as sail
Seen from its summit 'neath the Syrian moon.
But Mary caught her breath in one swift sob
Of pain uncomprehended ere it fled,
Leaving her heart with some strange fear a-throb,
For the wise priest, as one conferring boon,
Had meted out to her a purple thread.
II
O mothers of the race, ye blessèd ones
Who weave with cherubim the veil before
The Holy Place of God, the mystic door
Of life, proud mothers of belovèd sons,
To-day you send them forth to front the guns,
Waving your boys farewell with smiles that pour
Strength into their young souls. Your prayers implore
The Mercy Seat; your love, an angel, runs
Before them with wild, shielding arms outspread.
O Weavers of the Veil, however varies
The silk assigned, exceeding great reward
Is yours, for you —O you, most sacred Maries,
To whom is given grief's royal, purple thread —
Make beautiful the temple of the Lord.
poem by Katharine Lee Bates
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A Prayer For All My PH Friends
Dear Lord
I praise and thank you
for the gift of life and love
the gift of wisdom and discernment
the gift of prayer
I praise and thank you
for the gift of friendship
In a very special way,
i surrender to the throne of your grace
the concerns of my PH friends
who shared their time and talents
to this humble servant of yours
I lift up to you, My Lord
the problems they have encountered in their daily lives
Complete physical healing, financial healing
Emotional, spiritual and healing of relationships
In their missions to establish your kingdom
Cover them with your most precious blood
Knowing that you are an answering God
I praise and thank you for in faith
In Jesus name..Amen
poem by Meggie Gultiano
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Life’s Ups And Downs
In all of our ups and our downs, beyond our smiles and our frowns,
Beyond each giggle and every pout, God is working something out,
Beyond our courage and our fears, the eternity God spoke of nears,
And the final up for those in Christ, shall be our entering Eternal Life.
Until then, through both me and you, God still has some work to do,
And we don’t know all that He does, as God works through all of us.
It’s during the many trials we face, in which God displays His Grace,
For many men still need to know, and some believers need to grow.
It was through Grace we received, that in The Truth we had believed,
When as sinners we would realize, as a veil was lifted from our eyes,
That God’s Love was available to us, when in Christ we put our trust,
So we didn’t have to live alone, and became one of God’s very own.
And some of God’s own today, are struggling along the narrow way,
So the guidance to us God will show, helps those believers to grow,
As God’s preparing all of His own, for the time He will take us Home,
Getting each heart prepared for, the soon return of our Blessed Lord.
As things happen within this life, we must stay fixed on Jesus Christ,
For The Lord God is still not done, drawing men unto Christ, His Son,
So believers continue to be a part, while The Spirit, God does impart,
Being in Christ, all we need to be, so others see, all they need to see.
(Copyright ©10/2009)
Who Do You Trust
Fire and ice
Why dont we just throw in the dice
Hot or cold
I never know which way you may go
Follow me follow me
I have waited too long to see
Problems are problems
The truth is our security
(chorus)
Its my life, I cant waist the time
Ive made my decision, so lets lay it on the line(oh baby)
Who do you trust if you cant trust me
Im the one who loves you
Who do you trust if you cant trust me
Im the one who loves you
If you stay
Ill just try to make you aware Ill
be gone, if it dont get no better
Human hearts can only take so much
Faith is my condition if you want to keep in touch(oh baby)
Who do you trust if you cant trust me
Im the one who loves you
Who do you trust if you cant trust me
Im the one who loves you
(bridge)
Who do you trust Who do you trust
If you cant trust me
Who do you trust who do you trust
If you cant trust me
Its my life, I cant waste the time
Ive made my decision
So lets lay it on the line(oh baby)
(chorus..adlibs...fade)
written by David Batteau and Danny Sembello
song performed by by New Edition
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Helps Me Helps You
Look at all the toys I got
Look at all the things I need
Look at all the toys I got
Look at all the mouths I feed
Have I got a wonderful deal for you
What belongs to me belongs to you
I understand what youre going through
I know the point to push you to
My policy helps me helps you
Generosity helps me helps you
Conspiracy helps me helps you
Put you trust in me Ill help you too
Look at all the things Ive done
Look at all the rights I wrong
The means will justify the end
For you to save and me to spend
Cos Ive got a great idea you see
What belongs to you belongs to me
I know just what you wanna do
I know how I can get there too
Hypocrisy helps me helps you
Democracy helps me helps you
Ideology helps me helps you
Put your trust in me Ill help you through
(hirst/moginie)
song performed by by Midnight Oil
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Unanswered Prayers
Like some school master, kind in being stern,
Who hears the children crying o’er their slates
And calling, “Help me master! ” yet helps not,
Since in his silence and refusal lies
Their self-development, so God abides
Unheeding many prayers. He is not deaf
To any cry sent up from earnest hearts,
He hears and strengthens when He must deny.
He sees us weeping over life’s hard sums
But should He give us the key and dry our tears
What would it profit us when school were done
And not one lesson mastered?
What a world
Where this if all our prayers were answered. Not
In famed Pandora’s box were such vast ills
As lie in human hearts. Should our desires
Voiced one by one in prayer ascend to God
And come back as events shaped to our wish
What chaos would result!
In my fierce youth
I sighed out a breath enough to move a fleet
Voicing wild prayers to heaven for fancied boons
Which were denied; and that denial bends
My knee to prayers of gratitude each day
Of my maturer years. Yet from those prayers
I rose always regirded for the strife
And conscious of new strength. Pray on, sad heart,
That which thou pleadest for may not be given
But in the lofty altitude where souls
Who supplicate God’s grace are lifted there
Thou shalt find help to bear thy daily lot
Which is not elsewhere found.
poem by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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Prayer is Poetry
Prayer is poetry
To Heavenly Father's ears
It is sweet music
That he loves to hear
It is to express
Our emotions
Our loves
And our strives
All my prayers are poems
Because they are so deep
I divuldge everything
All of my soul
All of my mind
And all of my heart
Because I know he hears me
Prayer is a poem
Of the heart
Do not be afraid to share it
With the Father
Who loves you
Beyond everthing
I love poetry
I love prayer
In perfect harmony
Simplisitc clarity
Prayer is powerful
More than the weapons of man
Yet so gentle
As a poem
My favorite form of poetry
Is the beuaty of prayer
poem by Bella Ravenstar
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Time
I float through time with riddled thought
Amazed I've found the love I sought
That time once judged by hurt and doubt
When pain was all I knew about
Would now be seen through joyous hue
Of memories I make with you
And time, though once my enemy
Has come to be an azure sea
Upon which now I spread a sail
And pray for loves puissant gale
To take me ‘cross time's vast domain
And place me in your arms again
Where once its waves at twilights gloam
Would dare to take me far from home
I find, with time, a steady guide
Secure to trust its certain tide
Will take me to your hallowed shore
And leave me humbled at your door
I find in time a trusted friend
Whose past transgressions I ascend
To appreciate it's stormy way
Has made me who I am today
The answer, due and overwrought
Is that time has brought the love I sought
poem by Perry Biggerstaff
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Embraced in the arms of your love
Your arms of love enfold around me
and embrace me in passion so warmly
They entwine me with great emotion
Expressing your love and your devotion
I feel like a child so secure and so safe
Locked inside your sweet loving embrace
Safely enfolded in your loving charms
Held tightly and tenderly in your arms
They bring me so close to you loving heart
Oh Love of my desires nothing us shall part
I feel the strength of your love for me
When held by your arms so passionately
Outstretched so wide your love to display
'I love you so much' is what they say
With the same desire I wrap my arms round you
Cocoon you in my embrace as all lovers do
Though loved as a child in a large family
I never thought that love like ours could be
I had such low expectations of loves ability
Thought it weakened when stretched to capacity
You refused to accept any limitations on love
And showed me affection from heaven above
I have never experienced such love like this
It is a love like Christ's and as strong as His
So vast and wide and so freely given
Embracing my soul and lifting it to heaven
With enough love left over for others to share
Reaching out to them in loving care
Let's wrap ourselves in loves embrace
and lose ourselves in this love of grace
Love that will never let each other go
Love that will endure life's test and grow
Resting in the warmth of this love that's ours
Secure in the knowledge of its hidden powers
No matter what happens we're safe in the Lord
For underneath are the everlasting arms of God
Our God is a God of mercy and of grace. (Gerald Albright's Kicking it up #6)
God, I just do not understand why
You treat me so good everyday.
In spite of all of my sins and all of my mistakes,
You are still good to me.
Yes, you are; my God really is.
My God is so wonderful.
He has provided for all of my needs.
He created the sun to shine brightly everyday.
God has supplied the very air that I breathe.
Yes, He does.
My God is so good to me each day.
He has provided for all of my needs.
God sends out the cooling invisible breeze.
He produced all of the food that I eat.
Yes he does; now help me say it.
Our God is a God of mercy.
He truly deserves all of our praise.
Our God is a God of mercy and of grace.
O’ Yes, I know that our God is.
Our God is a God of mercy.
He wakes us up every single day.
Our God is a God of mercy and of grace.
O’ Yes, I know that our God is.
My God is so wonderful.
He provides me with His grace each day.
All I need to do is confess my sins to Him,
He has promised to forgive every one.
Yes, He does.
All that God has ask me to do
Is give to Him all of my praise every day.
By the life that I have chosen to live
I must show the world that my God is.
Now open your mouth and help me praise Him.
Our God is a God of mercy.
He truly deserves all of our praise.
Our God is a God of mercy and of grace.
O’ Yes, I know that our God is.
Our God is a God of mercy.
He wakes us up every single day.
Our God is a God of mercy and of grace.
O’ Yes, I know that our God is.
Our God is a God of mercy and of grace.
All we need to do is ask
He will answer our every prayer.
Our God is a God of mercy and of grace
He hears all of our prayers.
He really listens to the words we say.
Our God is a God of mercy and of grace
He will always be right there
He guides every single step that we take.
Our God is a God of mercy and of grace
No matter, what we may go through
He has promised to show us the way.
I will always praise you, my God.
You have been good to me.
You saved my soul
You set me free from sin.
Our God is a God of mercy.
He truly deserves all of our praise.
Our God is a God of mercy and of grace.
O’ Yes, I know that our God is.
Our God is a God of mercy.
He wakes us up every single day.
Our God is a God of mercy and of grace.
O’ Yes, I know that our God is.
Our Father, hollowed be your most holy name
Our God is a God of mercy
O’ how much I love you
Our God is a God of mercy
You have saved my soul and set me free
Our God is a God of mercy and of grace.
O’ Yes, I know that He is.
Our God is a God of mercy and of grace.
All we need to do is ask
He will answer our every prayer.
Our God is a God of mercy and of grace
He hears all of our prayers.
He really listens to every word we say.
Our God is a God of mercy and of grace
He will always be right there
He guides every single step that we take.
Our God is a God of mercy and of grace
No matter, what we may go through
He has promised to show us the way.
Let me hear you say it with me.
Our God is a God of mercy and of grace.
Let me hear you give him praise.
Our God is a God of mercy and of grace.
Our God is a God of mercy.
He truly deserves all of our praise.
Our God is a God of wonder and of grace.
O’ Yes, I know that our God is.
Our God is a God of mercy.
He wakes us up every single day.
Our God is a God of mercy and of grace.
O’ Yes, I know that our God is.
poem by Reginald Walker
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