At The Cenotaph
I saw the Prince of Darkness, with his Staff,
Standing bare-headed by the Cenotaph:
Unostentatious and respectful, there
He stood, and offered up the following prayer.
'Make them forget, O Lord, what this Memorial
Means; their discredited ideas revive;
Breed new belief that War is purgatorial
Proof of the pride and power of being alive;
Men's biologic urge to readjust
The Map of Europe, Lord of Hosts, increase;
Lift up their hearts in large destructive lust;
And crown their heads with blind vindictive Peace.'
The Prince of Darkness to the Cenotaph
Bowed. As he walked away I heard him laugh.
poem by Siegfried Sassoon
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Prince Of Darkness
My victims are rich or poor, young or old, strong or weak
I cause millions of accidents, I am cancer in your bones
I fathered the lie, twist what you say, speak not the truth
I am insidious, impartial, deep inside your chromosomes
I take what you love, and leave you in tears
I imprison your soul, your hopes are my games
I strip you of pride, my promise is in vain
While you burn at the stake I dance with the flames
I bring poverty, sickness and death
A worthless handshake, the slickest thief, I steal your wealth
I answer your prayers for greed and lust
More than evil, I laugh at your trust
I am more powerful than all the armies of the world
I am more violent than violence, more deadly than death
I have destroyed more men than all the nations wars
I am relentless, unpredictable, waiting for your last breath
Evil, more evil than violence
Violent, more violent than death
Deadly, more deadly than man
I am yeah, yeah, Im evil I am
My kingdom corrupt with dissent
Your sins erupt by my intent
I loathe your prayer, I wallow in sin
Let the nightmare begin
Prince of darkness, your satanic highness
Prince of darkness, the devilish serpent, the dreaded lucifer
Prince of darkness
I take what you love, and leave you in tears
Imprison your soul, your hopes are my games
I strip you of pride, my promise is in vain
While you burn at the stake I dance with the flames
Prince of darkness, your satanic highness
Prince of darkness, the most beautiful angel
Prince of darkness, the devilish serpent, the dreaded lucifer
Prince of darkness, unpredictable, the prince of darkness
Prince of darkness
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Amen
He walked like a prince
though a pauper he was born.
He looked like a prince
on each and every morn.
His eyes, they were dazzling
and shining like a crown.
His friends that were paupers
followed him around.
Worship was given him.
They bowed at his feet.
He told them to rise
and stand up to greet
the sun in the sky
that shone for them as well.
and never to be afraid
for that's a living hell.
He talked like a prince
and his words traveled far.
He spoke of the thing that
we're all made of.
He spoke of the wonders
of the creation of love.
And those that believed
were never the same.
They became princes just like He
and the paupers were filled with serenity.
Some got lost along the way
and forgot about the sun shining every day.
They fell by the wayside
and darkness stepped in,
followed by greed and the treachery of sin.
Still the prince became a KING.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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To Buddha
Awake again in Asia, Lord of Peace,
Awake and preach, for her far swordsmen rise.
And would they sheathe the sword before you, friend,
Or scorn your way, while looking in your eyes?
Good comrade and philosopher and prince,
Thoughtful and thoroughbred and strong and kind,
Dare they to move against your pride benign,
Lord of the Law, high chieftain of the mind?
But what can Europe say, when in your name
The throats are cut, the lotus-ponds turn red?
And what can Europe say, when with a laugh
Old Asia heaps her hecatombs of dead?
poem by Vachel Lindsay
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Hymns For Ordination and Installation VII
'On earth be peace!'-O God, that word
To our ears comes not, as it came,
When by Judea's shepherds heard
From opening skies and lips of flame.
Yet 't is thy word, when mortal tongue
Makes it the burden of a hymn,
Not less than when, of old, it rung
From golden harps of cherubim.
What though heaven's gates no more expand,
And heavenly hosts their hymning cease!
On earth thine humbler servants stand,
In humbler temples, 'preaching peace.'
Peace to the passions, when they show
Resistance to thy wise control;
Peace to all fears, but those which go
In arms against a sinful soul.
Peace may thy servant preach, who now
Comes, as a herald of thy grace,
To lead thy people when they bow
In worship, in this holy place.
Beneath his care and labors, Lord,
O, grant thy vineyard large increase;
And may a crown, as his reward,
Be given him by the Prince of Peace.
poem by John Pierpont
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The Poet Prince
By day he wore a royal crown.
By night we wrote his poems down.
He wrote of justice, love and peace,
A future time when wars would cease.
Through vision, dream and prophecy
He wrote of wonders yet to be.
In time, his poems filled his room:
The left side joy, the right side gloom.
For life is both the sweet and sour,
And weakness till the time of power.
A prince must think such matters through,
To seek a sovereign point of view.
And so, while lesser mortals slept,
The prince, through poems, wisdom kept.
By day, by night he persevered
With revelations that appeared.
God said, 'Forget your crown of gold.
The world is ready to be told.'
The prince removed his crown that day
And as God's servant walked away...
poem by Denis Martindale
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His Present Peace
A peace the world does not afford, is granted to us by The Lord,
Peace which one cannot explain, given in the power of His Name,
The Lord and Savior from above, provides this peace I speak of,
An abundant peace to all of us, who in Christ, have put their trust.
The peace afforded all by Grace, sustains us in the darkest place,
Even through the darkest night, peace from God becomes a light.
And in the light of God’s Word, His Peace to us isn’t just inferred,
God’s Peace to us is guaranteed, for Christ Himself, has decreed.
God’s Peace, is offered to all of us, from the lips of Christ Jesus,
While in this world of tribulation, we have peace through Salvation,
When our trials, by men are ignored, we draw hope from The Lord,
Who, while darkness does increase, with His Light gives us peace.
Earthly things are often priced, but, not the Peace of Jesus Christ,
As its true worth is immeasurable, all provided by The Father’s will,
Provided by Him, absolutely free, to all believers, like you and me,
Transcending all we understand, while guided by our Father’s hand.
Christ’s Peace isn’t of this world; this is the victory we must herald,
For with His Peace there is hope, and His strength to help us cope,
When our trials seem not so right, to point all men to Christ’s Light,
As we live in the world’s uncertainty, with hearts at home in Eternity.
(Copyright ©01/2010)
Genesis BK I
I
(ll. 1-28) Right is it that we praise the King of heaven, the
Lord of hosts, and love Him with all our hearts. For He is great
in power, the Source of all created things, the Lord Almighty.
Never hath He known beginning, neither cometh an end of His
eternal glory. Ever in majesty He reigneth over celestial
thrones; in righteousness and strength He keepeth the courts of
heaven which were established, broad and ample, by the might of
God, for angel dwellers, wardens of the soul. The angel legions
knew the blessedness of God, celestial joy and bliss. Great was
their glory! The mighty spirits magnified their Prince and sang
His praise with gladness, serving the Lord of life, exceeding
blessed in His splendour. They knew no sin nor any evil; but
dwelt in peace for ever with their Lord. They wrought no deed in
heaven save right and truth, until the angel prince in pride
walked in the ways of error. Then no longer would they work
their own advantage, but turned away from the love of God. They
boasted greatly, in their banded strength, that they could share
with God His glorious dwelling, spacious and heavenly bright.
(ll. 28-46) Then sorrow came upon them, envy and insolence and
pride of the angel who first began that deed of folly, to plot
and hatch it forth, and, thirsting for battle, boasted that in
the northern borders of heaven he would establish a throne and a
kingdom. Then was God angered and wrathful against that host
which He had crowned before with radiance and glory. For the
traitors, to reward their work, He shaped a house of pain and
grim affliction, and lamentations of hell. Our Lord prepared
this torture-house of exiles, deep and joyless, for the coming of
the angel hosts. Well He knew it lay enshrouded in eternal night,
and filled with woe, wrapped in fire and piercing cold,
smoke-veils and ruddy flame. And over that wretched realm He
spread the brooding terror of torment. They had wrought grievous
wrong together against God. Grim the reward they gained!
(ll. 47-77) Fierce of heart, they boasted they would take the
kingdom, and easily. But their hope failed them when the Lord,
High King of heaven, lifted His hand against their host. The
erring spirits, in their sin, might not prevail against the Lord,
but God, the Mighty, in His wrath, smote their insolence and
broke their pride, bereft these impious souls of victory and
power and dominion and glory; despoiled His foes of bliss and
peace and joy and radiant grace, and mightily avenged His wrath
upon them to their destruction. His heart was hardened against
them; with heavy hand He crushed His foes, subdued them to His
will, and, in His wrath, drove out the rebels from their ancient
home and seats of glory. Our Lord expelled and banished out of
heaven the presumptuous angel host. All-wielding God dismissed
the faithless horde, a hostile band of woeful spirits, upon a
long, long journey. Crushed was their pride, their boasting
humbled, their power broken, their glory dimmed. Thenceforth
those dusky spirits dwelt in exile. No cause had they to laugh
aloud, but, racked with pangs of hell, they suffered pain and woe
and tribulation, cloaked with darkness, knowing bitter anguish, a
grim requital, because they sought to strive with God.
(ll. 78-81) Then was there calm as formerly in heaven, the kindly
ways of peace. The Lord was dear to all, a Prince among His
thanes, and glory was renewed of angel legions knowing
blessedness with God.
Uncertainties Ahead
There is now a darkness before me, a darkness filled with uncertainty,
Yet, the One who I am certain of, is my Lord God, Who reigns above;
Above me always, God resides, and in God’s Truth, my heart abides,
So my Lord forever lights my ways, even through these darkest days.
As dark and uncertain it may appear, the Lord my God is always near,
Truly walking by my side every day, as Christ leads me along the way,
Then as darkness seems to overtake, my life, my Lord God will make,
A way which sees me safely through, in ways that only God could do.
This present darkness, I face now, The Lord in Heaven just may allow,
To mold me as a believer to grow, or for reasons that I may not know,
Or allowed by God; a trial or a test, as He wants for me His very best,
So whatever reason this time I face, God will supply all needed Grace.
God is in total control of all my life, as I follow my Lord, Jesus Christ,
And in God’s Word it’s understood, everything happens for our good,
While unknowing what the outcome is, I am totally secure in being His,
And while in His hand safe and secure, through any trial I shall endure.
All my trials and the uncertainties, my Lord and God knows and sees,
And when that trial is dark as night, I am guided by my Savior’s Light,
It is God’s Love, not my endurance, that provides me total assurance,
And God’s overwhelming Peace, as that darkness begins to increase.
(Copyright ©11/2010)
Brig Peace Apone the earth
Bring peace apone the earth lord and bring joy to are souls, lift are hearts into the heavens and let all are sorrows go.Bring peace apone the earth lord and let your stories unfold, your peace and joy will last for ever this is the Jesus that we know.Hear are crys as we pray lord and wipe the tears from are eyes fill are hearts full of joy lord and let your promis come alive.Bring peace apone the earth lord and let your children be filled, your peace and joy will surrond us and yor truth shall be reveald.
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Lead Me, Humble Prince
Take my hands.
Lead me by your side.
Walk me through every path,
i have always dread.
Take away this flame
and cover my shame.
Aid me of these pains.
Aid me for my heart aches.
Remember...
On thy cross i cling.
For thy blood i plead.
Filthy, wash me clean.
Remember...
My sin is ever before me.
Lead me across this raging guilt.
Say a word, and
raise my bended kneel.
Remember...
Darkness beguile me.
Blind, i cannot see.
Revive me.
Lead me humble Prince.
Remember...
Remember how gave up your pride.
Remember how you were tried.
Remember how you cried.
Remember,
it was all for me.
Heal me.
Unto victory,
Lead me, Humble Prince
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Falling From Grace
As a nation, we’re falling from Grace, down to a much darker place,
As God and His Word are ignored, by many who profess The Lord,
An empty belief, held by them, which Christ did and shall condemn,
As they turn from Truth and Light, embracing wrong instead of right.
Even as the many profess belief, the nation at large, has little relief,
From all those evil hearts and minds, creating darkness of all kinds;
Darkness appears to be everywhere, and no one, it seems to spare,
Touching everyone in some way, as that wickedness colors the day.
Even though Christ reigns above, He impacts not, those I speak of,
As they simply haven’t any fear, of The Lord, Who we hold so dear;
For guidance they’ll never look up, being dark and at times, corrupt,
Being morally on a downhill slide, as God’s Truth by them is denied.
Many suggest that they believe, but, God’s Truth they won’t receive,
As darkness pervades their mind, they leave God’s Truth far behind,
Men who are truly spiritually dead, they continue on that path ahead,
A path into a much darker time, using not God’s but Satan’s design.
All the darkness these men produce, is used by the devil to seduce,
The many lost souls around the world, as more darkness is unfurled,
So souls seek not, The Truth of Christ, or Righteousness in their life,
This, so like Satan, they shall see, only the fiery darkness of eternity.
(Copyright ©05/2010)
The dress rehearsal
When the velvet curtain calls the dim lights came up
And he pushed ahead to the middle of the stage in the rotunda theatre.
He became the crown prince and the crown princess waited aside
with her new netting costume.
The happy audience clapped and whistled.
When the interval bell rang the prince went to the rest room for a make up.
'Hey! My naughty darling sleepwalker;
I couldn't sleep the whole night, please get ready to see the psychiatrist again in the morning.' His wife grumbled.
'Nobody knows that I was a crown prince once.' he muttered himself.
* By all means marry; If you get a good wife, you'll be happy; if you get a bad one, you'll become a philosopher.
-Socrates
poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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False Peace
The fear that is upon the Earth
Causes men to quake
The fear of an atomic war
Is more than man can take.
Of course they seek a saviour
A man to bring them peace
If he comes from God or Satan
The UN said, 'he shall increase'
For this world will give him power
In return for the peace he brings
They will worship and adore him
Sell their souls for many things.
But the peace that he will bring
Will be but a lie from hell
For Satan cannot give man peace
Though a truth in this I'll tell.
Now the prince of the air
Will be given his own place
By the Earth's United Nations
'cause they have refused God's peace through grace.
Now the prince of the air is Satan
And he seeks to rule the Earth
The New Age folk will give him this
For they have not second birth.
And in time atomic war may come
A destruction wrought with fire
Satan's peace confirms his name
As the eternal liar.
But true peace comes from God alone
And in Yeshua the Messiah is found
Not troubled by atomic war -
God's peace is Calvary's ground! !
'Therefore being justified by faith, we have peace with God through our Lord Yeshua the Messiah'
Romans 5: 1
poem by Richard Merrell
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Be Anxious For Nothing
We are to be anxious for nothing, as our Lord knows our very being,
God who gave us our very breath, guides us in the shadow of death,
He, who has guided us in the past, knows the future that’s been cast,
With God there’s no fear or doubt, what all of our trials, are all about.
Believers need to look to God, who leads His own with staff and rod,
A Loving Shepherd, filled with care, guides us out of all dark despair,
With His rod when we tend to stray, into life’s darkness along the way,
Then He loving guides with His staff, when back onto His well lit path.
A planned course that’s well lit for us, when we employ faith and trust,
In God’s Word and become assured, by not man, but Christ our Lord,
For all in The Lord make no mistake, none of His own, He will forsake,
Even when we choose to roam, our Shepherd will see us safely home.
The Lord Himself will bar no cost, to find that one sheep which is lost,
To bring them safely into the fold, where God’s Word they will behold,
The Light and Truth, not of this world, which only true believers herald,
Giving us internal light and peace, that in any darkness, will not cease.
Even when darkness does draw near, with The Lord, we need not fear,
For God imparts to us His Light, which pierces even the darkest night,
And He who formed us from the earth, has provided to us a new birth,
Through His Eternal Son, Jesus Christ, Who promises us, Eternal Life.
(Copyright ©11/2009)
Recessional
June 22, 1897
God of our fathers, known of old—
Lord of our far-flung battle-line—
Beneath whose awful Hand we hold
Dominion over palm and pine—
Lord God of Hosts, be with us yet,
Lest we forget, lest we forget!
The tumult and the shouting dies—
The captains and the kings depart—
Still stands Thine ancient sacrifice,
An humble and a contrite heart.
Lord God of Hosts, be with us yet,
Lest we forget, lest we forget!
Far-call’d our navies melt away—
On dune and headland sinks the fire—
Lo, all our pomp of yesterday
Is one with Nineveh and Tyre!
Judge of the Nations, spare us yet,
Lest we forget, lest we forget!
If, drunk with sight of power, we loose
Wild tongues that have not Thee in awe—
Such boasting as the Gentiles use
Or lesser breeds without the Law—
Lord God of Hosts, be with us yet,
Lest we forget, lest we forget!
For heathen heart that puts her trust
In reeking tube and iron shard—
All valiant dust that builds on dust,
And guarding calls not Thee to guard—
For frantic boast and foolish word,
Thy Mercy on Thy People, Lord!
poem by Rudyard Kipling
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Recessional (A Victorian Ode)
God of our fathers, known of old --
Lord of our far-flung battle line --
Beneath whose awful hand we hold
Dominion over palm and pine --
Lord God of Hosts, be with us yet,
Lest we forget -- lest we forget!
The tumult and the shouting dies --
The Captains and the Kings depart --
Still stands Thine ancient sacrifice,
An humble and a contrite heart.
Lord God of Hosts, be with us yet,
Lest we forget -- lest we forget!
Far-called our navies melt away --
On dune and headland sinks the fire --
Lo, all our pomp of yesterday
Is one with Nineveh and Tyre!
Judge of the Nations, spare us yet,
Lest we forget -- lest we forget!
If, drunk with sight of power, we loose
Wild tongues that have not Thee in awe --
Such boastings as the Gentiles use,
Or lesser breeds without the Law --
Lord God of Hosts, be with us yet,
Lest we forget -- lest we forget!
For heathen heart that puts her trust
In reeking tube and iron shard --
All valiant dust that builds on dust,
And guarding calls not Thee to guard.
For frantic boast and foolish word,
Thy Mercy on Thy People, Lord!
Amen.
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poem by Rudyard Kipling
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Coloured Eggs II
Satan is the prince of the power of the air!
And, Vesuvius erupted in A.D.79;
With the symbols of fire and light,
However, Hercules was the offspring of Zeus! !
And today, the carnal mind is now enmity against Father Yahweh.
Red-Robed Lord of Misrule and St. Nicholas! !
With Cold and Darkness to the noethern mid-winter;
But, this seed of life is now being ruled by Satan.
Eyes have not seen nor ears heard it!
But, i was in prison and you came to me;
I was sick and you visted me,
And like the persuasive lips of the people around me.
On the thumb of the right hand!
I was thirsty and you gave me drink;
But, Baal-Gad is the same as Lord-God! !
And like the muse of the coloured eggs which are now being worshipped.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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The Greatest Gift
The greatest gift man has received, was from Heaven, and conceived,
In the very heart and mind of God, and delivered unto this earthly sod.
That gift to man was our Salvation, and given by God, to every nation,
That gift to all from our Creator, was Jesus Christ our Lord and Savior.
He is a Wonderful Counselor to us, who in The Savior place their trust,
Christ sends The Spirit to live inside, to be for us His Light and Guide,
In all problems, both big and small, Jesus assists us through them all,
A Wonderful Counselor in this life, is our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ.
Born a babe, yet He is Mighty God, and will rule men with an Iron Rod,
Until then, our Lord rules in hearts, through His Spirit which He imparts,
To all believers now born Again, as He gives eternal life to mortal men,
And He’s in control of everything, as Sovereign Lord and Eternal King.
He is The Everlasting Father for all, saved by Christ, from Adam’s fall,
His everlasting arms comfort us, mere creatures formed from the dust,
Now brought into God’s own family, and one that shall last for eternity,
And now children of the Father above, secured forever by God’s Love.
He is The Coming Prince of Peace, with a Kingdom that will not cease,
And the peace He puts in our heart, during times of trial will not depart,
When you believe make no mistake, all believers, God will not forsake,
For when you come to faith in Him, you’re forever forgiven of your sin.
So come to The Counselor friend, for wonderful guidance, with no end,
Lead by Christ with staff and rod, for our Shepherd is The Mighty God,
The Everlasting Father, for all those, who believe in The Lord who rose,
To be Prince of Peace in a millennium, and into an eternity yet to come.
(Copyright ©12/2008)
Living God
Living God
Maker of all the heaven and earth
We want to worship you
Living God
You are the prince of peace
The master of the universe
Living God
We are your children
We will never forget you
And you will never forget us either
Living God
We give all the glory to you
Living God
You take away our sins
Living God
We are not perfect like you
So I hope you understand this
Because we are human beings
And we have our faults also
Living God
You are worth to be praise
Living God
Take the place of all the power
Living God
Behold, it comes in might,
The power that is power,
The light that is in darkness,
The shade in dazzling light
It is joy that never spoke,
Living God
poem by Aldo Kraas
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Hope
an angel a bridge
of heart
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a light
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