Silver Tears Yet Golden Years
Our babies' tears are commonplace,
They cry at anything...
Yet when I looked at Christ's sad face,
Those tears were from a king...
Not just a king, not just a lord,
But total royalty...
And from His death, I stood assured,
Because He died for me...
Disciples know sins have a price,
An innocent must die...
With Christ, a willing sacrifice,
The cost to Him was high...
With no way out, He shed His Blood,
To mingle with His tears...
Forgiveness through the Son of God
That trickles through the years...
A billion prayers are prayed each day
By saints across the world,
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A Glimpse Of Eternity
As I began to say a prayer, I saw God's curtains part,
Then came the vision, oh, so rare, at first it broke my heart...
I saw two angels fly above, one holy, peaceful, glad,
The other wicked, hateful, rough, tormentor of the sad...
One sang a hymn of righteousness, a tribute to the Lord,
The other silent, would not bless, determined to stay flawed...
Each then approached, my soul to take, they fought like cat and dog.
That day I prayed for mercy's sake surrounded by a fog...
My soul grew weary, darkness fell, the angels battled on...
Then suddenly, I was in Hell, all life on Earth was gone...
The Devil laughed to see me there, where darkness claimed each fool,
Instead of Heaven's light to share, where righteousness had rule...
But in the miry clay beyond this world and all there is,
Christ's grace released me from each bond and made the demons hiss.
They could not keep me chained, enslaved, in their foul Purgatory...
By faith, my wretched soul was saved, blood-cleansed by Calvary...
Thus I ascended from Hell's stench, born free, yes, born again,
As if all sins from me to wrench, now not like other men...
God's fire filled by veins anew, rekindling precious praise,
With tongues of angels shining through the dazzling rainbow haze...
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The Missing Poem
When life was done, my soul left Earth,
Thus I was Heaven bound,
Perhaps to prove my works had worth
Based on the faith I found...
So I flew high above the sky,
Past sun, moon, stars and more
And only when I'd left them by,
Could I see Heaven's door...
As I approached, it opened wide,
I landed gently down...
On holy ground I stood inside,
An angel held my crown...
I put it on, he held my hand
And led me to and fro,
Across this precious wondrous land
God only could bestow...
Within the Palace of the King
The angel bid me walk,
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For God So Loved The World
For God so loved the world He gave
His one and only Son,
His Holy Child who was so brave
He did what must be done...
He gave His life, His final breath
That He might be our King...
Behold Jesus of Nazareth,
To us, He's everything!
The God who made the Universe
Can hear us, none ignored
And spare us from Man's sinful curse
By Jesus Christ, the Lord...
For who else died to rescue us,
So many years ago?
He blesses us and lives though us,
If we let His love flow...
God calls us from the Devil's rule,
So we are born again,
To cast away the inner fool
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Time To Turn Over A New Leaf
The Plant Kingdom isn't all sweetness and light.
Some plants digest animal life
And destroy buildings and spread diseases.
However, these Godmade creatures
Have their place in the Universe
And deserve to be protected.
That's why trees are continually planted
To replace the ones we use.
Plant a Tree is part of our culture.
It isn't some politically correct philosophy,
It's an essential revitalisation of Nature.
We breathe out carbon dioxide
Which the plants absorb and exhale oxygen.
We act in symbiosis.
We exist by the Grace of God,
The Creator of all things.
Plants can't create us with our fantastic thoughts
And developments as we ourselves
Live and die and are replaced by our offspring.
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Teach Me, Lord
Please teach me, Lord, I'm ready now,
As ready as could be,
No longer proud and so I bow
Before Your Majesty...
For who am I and what am I
Of all on Earth below?
And yet for me, Your Son would die,
And to His Cross would go...
They beat Him up, they crushed His face,
They scourged His back as well...
You placed on Christ our great disgrace...
That grace saves us from Hell...
To think, they forced a crown of thorns
Into Christ's battered head
And Mother Mary deeply mourns
Lord Jesus lying dead...
But God, You would not spare Your Son!
You raised Him from the Tomb,
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The Legend Of The Angel
When God made the angels, not one of them knew how to fly.
They walked across Heaven not knowing all they could do.
God wanted to know how long it would take them to learn.
So He kept telling them to go to different parts of Heaven.
Off they went walking, walking, walking, walking, walking.
In time, one of the Lord's angels found out that he could run.
The archangels were completely shocked and they tried it.
Pretty soon, millions of angels were running across Heaven.
God smiled at them. We all have to start somehere, don't we?
God created a few upstairs' rooms in some of His palaces.
Wisely, the angels and the archangels walked up the stairs.
Even though they could run and run and run, they walked.
God smiled again, because He liked them to be careful...
As a reward, He transformed their wings into silver and gold.
The angels were amazed at these wondrous dazzling delights.
But, the thing is, silver and gold can be quite heavy at times.
Not one of the angels complained. Why offend the Father?
But, the thing is, silver and gold can be quite heavy at times.
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This Was The Day
This was the day he was going to write
The best poem of his lifetime,
With incredible content and sentiment,
With such panache and style,
With a prophecy thrown in for good measure...
This was the day that started badly,
Quite sadly, yet life goes on,
So he endured the sorrow and tried again,
Not knowing how life would bless him,
So quickly after such a stream of tears...
This was the day he lost a faithful friend,
The loss being intolerable at first,
Leaving him numbed within, yet thinking,
Wondering of scriptures old and new,
Such that hope returned once more...
This was the day of the engulfing burden,
Yet he challenged it head on, not giving in,
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Prophecy Update
In the beginning, Creation! No human soul, no Earth.
God's bright light for revelation, before new life gave birth...
Yet in the midst of space itself were prophecies in time.
Like Bible books upon God's shelf in libraries sublime...
When Adam sinned and Eve felt wise and Satan said he'd won,
God prophesied before their eyes to send His only Son,
The Great Redeemer of Mankind, the Righteous Holy Prince...
The only pardon Man could find to die for all our sins...
God chose a people as His Own, the ancient Israelites,
With sacrifices to atone, with laws and human rights,
With guidance like a nearby hand to nudge them on His way...
But they were slow to understand, yes, even to this day...
With hearts of stone, so dead, so cold, no faith to see things new,
God gave them wonders to behold, to change their point of view,
Yet still, rebellion twisted fate that He gave as a gift...
So they were weak and sometimes great, so close, then set adrift...
God's Son was waiting in the wings, obedient to God's will,
Because His Father knew all things and all vows to fulfil...
So when Christ came to Mary's womb, as fragile as could be...
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The Most Beautiful Poem Of Them All
When morning came, with sunshine's gleam,
I woke so quickly from the dream,
For in the night, Lord Jesus talked,
As through my life, we slowly walked...
The first pen that I ever held
That wrote the first word that I spelled,
Was in His hand, now highly prized,
As was the inkwell God supplied...
Lord Jesus cherished poetry
With all its wondrous mystery...
As if each verse like His best friend,
The Lord recited some I'd penned...
He spoke of many souls still moved
And of the thousands who approved
Of soothing streams beyond Man's schemes
And gentle themes mid sweethearts' dreams...
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