Yahweh's Voice (Psalm 29)
Yahweh's voice through endless seas
convulses terebinth, trembles trees,
primeval forests compels to bend
to majesty proclaimed
from His highest seat
on the rising wind.
poem by Steven Federle
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Have A Blessed Day
May Yahweh bless you like Qoheleth,
May Yahweh protect you like Yahseph,
May Yahweh promote you like Abraham,
may Yahweh remember you like Noah,
May Yahweh guide you like Mosheh,
May Yahweh honour you like David,
May Yahweh intervene for you like Daniyl,
May Yahweh have mercy on you like Shaul,
May Yhweh answer you like Yliyah,
May Yahweh show you the way like Yaaqob,
And may you have a blessed day! !
For the Way of Yahweh is always Righteous.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Love's Paradox
Once I smiled when I saw you, when I saw you smile I was glad,
And the joy of my heart was as foam that the sea-wind shakes from the sea;
But the smile of your eyes grows strange, and the smile that my lips have had
Trembles back to my heart, and my heart trembles in me.
Once you laughed when you met me, when you met me your voice was gay
As the voice of a bird in the dawn of the day on a sunshiny tree;
But the sound of your voice grows strange, and the words that you do not say
Thrill from your heart to mine, and my heart trembles in me.
poem by Arthur Symons
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It Will Go Well With You
Obey the voice of Yahweh and be straight,
Then it will go well with you;
And your life will be spared.
Do not promote yourself above Yahweh! !
But only obey the voice of Yahweh and be straight;
For, He made us all on this earth.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Joy of Living
Poetical Style - Acrostic:
Loud comes a voice from the heavens
Over the hills, and over the lea.
Raven and Blackbird fly to the sky
Denoting God's majesty.
Joie de vivre, oh joy of living
Endless rapture is ours, land and sea.
Secure with Jesus, protected from danger.
Under His wing may we always be...
Safe in God's majesty.
poem by Joyce Hemsley
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Epiphany
Outside the surge of the wind, the wind in the trees,
The rush of leaves, and the sighing in the pine-needles,
Outside the sound of the sea-shore, distant, remembered,
The waves breaking on the gray rocks, and the evening approaching,
The restlessness, and the interminable noise.
Silence in the room, and solitude,
A sense of spaces, remoteness and nearness, and the soul's awareness,
Desolate is the hearts desire
And the loving knows no end,
When the morning in the clouds breaks across the sky,
And the forests sway and bend.
Outside the wind, the wind in the trees,
And the sighing in the tree-tops.
Noises from the town, heedless, unthinking, indistinct,
Recurring, fading,
And silence in the room, and solitude,
The shadowy dimness, the darkness of evening,
A pause in time, and the soul's awareness.
poem by John Thorkild Ellison
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No Other Voice
There is no other voice I miss as much
When I'm far from my home, your laughter, your touch
There's no music on earth I'd rather hear
No other voice but yours
Your birdsong in the morning
You're the wind in the trees
The lapping of night waves on tropical seas
You're the sound of my heart beat, my breathing, my life
The lullabye rocking our babies to sleep at night
And through the dead of the voices I scream in my head
There is only one voice that sings love songs instead
There is no other sound that speaks straight to my heart
There is no other voice
not even a choice
There is no other voice but yours
song performed by by Kenny Loggins
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The High Priest
This voice and this poem,
With spiritual bodies to ask Yahweh for whatever we need;
For we will see this act with our own eyes!
The lost sheep are the Seed of Abraham,
And there is no way one can go to Yahweh! !
Except through Yahshua,
For He is the High Priest!
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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When Rising from The Bed of Death
When rising from the bed of death,
O’erwhelmed with guilt and fear,
I see my Maker face to face,
O how shall I appear?
If yet, while pardon may be found,
And mercy may be sought,
My heart with inward horror shrinks,
And trembles at the thought;
When Thou, O Lord, shalt stand disclosed
In majesty severe,
And sit in judgment on my soul,
O how shall I appear?
But Thou hast told the troubled mind
Who does her sins lament,
The timely tribute of her tears
Shall endless woe prevent.
Then see the sorrow of my heart,
Ere yet it be too late;
And hear my Savior’s dying groans,
To give those sorrows weight.
For never shall my soul despair
Her pardon to procure,
Who knows Thine only Son has died
To make her pardon sure.
poem by Joseph Addison
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Right Across The River Bend
Right across the river bend there’s a warm gentle breeze.
Right across the river-bend are trees with yellow leaves.
Right across the river bend the water reflects the sun.
Right across the river bend is a smell of innocence.
Right across the river bend a robin’s egg is broken.
Right across the river-bend are peaceful mountain valleys.
Right across the river bend a dandelion is carried.
Right across the river bend are fields of shiny green grass.
Right across the riverbend are memories made to last.
poem by Alicia Page
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Oranges On Apple Trees
Oranges on apple trees
Birds that mate with bumblebees
Oranges on apple trees
Water comes and water goes
Where it ends up no one really knows
Water rises, water falls
Where it comes from no one knows for sure
It seeps from every pore
We have seen the rain before
Not like this - its flooding every shore
People come and people go
I can hear their laughter through the door
But no ones keeping score
Oranges on apple trees
Birds that mate with bumblebees
One big happy family
Endless possibilities
(yeah and more)
Oranges and apple trees
I see your face in front of me
Cant believe what no one else could see
I feel it deep inside of me
Everything we love shall be released
And everyone will see
Oranges on apple trees (for sure)
I used to be the only one
Not now since youve come
You and I have seen the signs
Thats why the wind died
The wind died
Thats why oranges on apple trees
Birds that mate with bumblebees
Endless possibilities (now)
Oranges on apple trees
All the things that we can see
Multi-gender wannabes
Oranges on apple trees
Birds that mate with bumblebees
One big happy family
Endless possibilities (yeah yeah yeah)
Oranges on apple trees (for sure)
song performed by by A-Ha
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Vespers (you are near)
You are near
though I cannot see
your face.
Your voice I hear.
Your gentle breath
moves to quiet passion
the bare limbs
of your beloved trees.
I hear you say
that you love me.
Your darkness
I embrace;
for me you wait
in the rising night
with endless gift
of eternal life.
poem by Steven Federle
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Dark Forests
Dark forests...Northern...Sourthern Mountains,
Fierce tigers circle around the villages in broad daylight.
...To The red dawn of twilight
The skies shine bright
Protecting what is theirs
In the magic of the night
The tigers roam everywhere taking lives for food.
The Majesty of the tigers power,
The prey dare not make a sound.
The new kin tiger sprout every year
In the valleys low.
Male and female tigers come up and down the mountains in large groups.
There is a village near the tigers’ dens in the valley,
Where tigers often come and eat the villagers’ brown calves.
Rich young men dare not shoot the arrows at the tigers.
The Majesty of the Tiger lives forever
The Majesty of the Tiger
They only pretend to check for the tigers’ tracks in the forests.
poem by Peter LeBuhn
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Psalm 29
The voice of the Lord
Makes the deer give birth
His voice fells mighty trees
The voice of the Lord is powerful
His voice reaches over the seas
The voice of the Lord
Shakes the wilderness
His voice divides flames of fire
His voice is heard as the thunder roars
His voice lifts me higher and higher
So we worship the Lord in Holiness
And in His temple all cry Glory
And the mountains bow down and men cry out
And the angles cry, holy, holy, holy
poem by Frank McEleny
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I Need Your Healing Powers oh Yahweh!
HalleluYahweh!
Haslleluuuu-Yahweh! ! !
HalleluYahweh!
Halleluuuu-Yahweh! ! !
HalleluYahweh!
Halleluuuu-Yahweh! ! !
Pains of love,
pains of care,
Pains of work,
Pains of peace;
But, i don't know why i do have this pain at my back! !
So, i need Your healing powers to heal me with love;
For, i will always hold on to your Name!
HalleluYahweh! Halleluuuu-Yahweh! ! !
Praise Yahweh!
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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It Was Yahweh's Blessings
It was Yahweh's belssings,
And, i do than Him for everything!!
It came like a struggle without understanding anything!
But today, i do understand why it was so;
Because, Yahweh took me out of these people to make known His Name!!!
And at 'Nii Boi Town' today, we can say: 'Praise Yahweh! HalleluYahweh'!!
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Objects In The Rear View Mirror May Appear Closer Than They Are
Objects in the rear view mirror may appear closer than they are
The skies were pure and the fields were green
And the sun was brighter than its ever been
When I grew up with my best friend kenny
We were close as any brothers than you ever knew
It was always summer and the future called
We were ready for adventures and we wanted them all
And there was so much left to dream and so much time to make it real
But I can still recall the sting of all the tears when he was gone
They said he crashed and burned
I know Ill never learn why any boy should die so young
We were racing, we were soldiers of fortune
We got in trouble but we sure got around
There are times I think I see him peeling out of the dark
I think hes right behind me now and hes gaining ground
But it was long ago and it was far away, oh God it seems so very far
And if life is just a highway, then the soul is just a car
And objects in the rear view mirror may appear closer than they are
And objects in the rear view mirror may appear closer than they are
And when the sun descended and the night arose
I heard my father cursing everyone he knows
He was dangerous and drunk and defeated
And corroded by failure and envy and hate
There were endless winters and the dreams would freeze
Nowhere to hide and no leaves on the trees
And my fathers eyes were blank as he hit me again and again and again
I know I still believe hed never let me leave, I had to run away alone
So many threats and fears, so many wasted years before my life became
My own
And though the nightmares should be over
Some of the terrors are still intact
Ill hear that ugly coarse and violent voice
And then he grabs me from behind and then he pulls me back
There was a beauty living on the edge of town
And she always put the top up and the hammer down
And she taught me everything Ill ever know
About the mystery and the muscle of love
The stars would glimmer and the moon would glow
Im in the back seat with my julie like a romeo
And the signs along the highway all said, caution! kids at play!
Those were the rights of spring and we did everything
There was salvation every night
We got our dreams reborn and our upholstery torn
But everything we tried was right
She used her body just like a bandage
She used my body just like a wound
Ill probably never know where she disappeared
But I can see her rising up out of the back seat now
Just like an angel rising up from a tomb
And objects in the rear view mirror may appear closer than they are
And objects in the rear view mirror may appear closer than they are
She used her body just like a bandage
She used my body just like a wound
Ill probably never know where she disappeared
But I can see her rising up out of the back seat now
song performed by by Meat Loaf
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The Tallest Tree in the Forest
Cedar forest rings my humble abode
Giants swaying in an angry wind
Rain clouds loose their watery load
Their nature is to be undisciplined
How am I to know my verdant friends
Standing here below on forest floor
While most of what is seen ascends
But for a better view I shall explore
My search begins to find the tallest tree
The one most eager to kiss a rising Sun
The climb nearly takes the best of me
Reaching highest bow I sit in adoration
From high above an endless sea of olivine
Until now…an arboreal family gone unseen
poem by Ray Lucero
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Forests of the Heart
Deep within the forests of the heart,
Resides a town lit by fireflies.
Dwellings built within the trees,
All beneath the starry skies.
Homely lights amongst the foliage,
Bridges and ladders a plenty.
Rustling leaves cure the soul,
As the beams creak gently.
Hark, the herald sparrow sings!
It twitters from Oak's limb.
The river gurgles round the bend,
And along it the fish do swim.
But with the song of the stream,
comes the whisper of the trees.
With the tale of the undergrowth,
Comes the ballad of the breeze.
The moonlight reaches the forest floor,
To show the fairies atop the stools.
With leaves for their rowboats,
They sail across the silver pools.
Deep within the forests of the heart,
Resides a town lit by fireflies.
Dwellings built within the trees,
All beneath the starry skies.
poem by Stephanie Dower
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Feminised
Listen to me and i will tell you a story,
For it is time to log on to Yahweh! !
And He Has the Wisdom to foretell future events.
Gather yourselves together and come to me,
And hear the Voice of Yahweh when He calls;
For a feminised fish is now found in the Mississippi River in Minnesota.
Listen to me and i will tell you a story,
And like emerging infectious diseases;
But show Yahweh your belief,
Because the prophecies of our time are all written in the Bible! !
Written for our time period and spoken by the Saviour,
And like the perfect gifts in the hands of the righteous;
But the earth today is full of adulterers.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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We Turn Away!
the mouth of the spirit,
trembles before it speaks.
the hand of the soldier,
wipes crumbs from
the face of god.
forever tastes like strawberries,
and sometimes you...
and then is gone!
what we dont know how to
think, or how to say,
is spoken quite freely by
the trees in the night.
what we box up
and call god,
falls in the face of the wind.
what the wind knows, it gives!
we turn away, struck dumb!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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