The mystery of Godliness

God is not confined to a single place
or restricted to any time or space.
The Almighty God is forever there
Omnipresent, He is everywhere.

Before the beginning our God we see
and after the end of time He will be.
Far deeper than any depth that we can go
higher than the heights mankind can know.

Our God is so distinctive and diverse
beyond the reaches of the great universe
and yet He confined Himself to a span
and lived amongst us as a mortal man.

written after reading 1 Timothy 3: 16

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When words just fail

Sometimes words are not enough and they fail
to express the deep feelings that prevail.
My soul in the quietness and solitude
welled up in deep love and gratitude.

No one has ever loved me like You do
or gave their life that I might have life too.
For You bore my sins and You paid the price
and wiped out my debts with Your sacrifice.

A thousand thanksgivings could never express
the depth of my love and my thankfulness.
So I knelt before Your cross and I sighed
I could not find the words so I just cried.

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No patching up here

Patching up the old is not Jesus' way.
Old and new together will only fray.
Jesus said, 'Behold I make all things new'
and these tattered garments just will not do.

We worship the Lord seated on His throne
each one dressed in new raiment's not his own.
For new creatures in Christ we have become
and stand with Him in our heavenly home.

With robes of righteousness clean and white
we all gather there such a wondrous sight.
The church adorned all radiant and fair
as a bride with her Bridegroom standing there.

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How Many Times, Lord?

It's him Lord, He has done it again!
Why can't he stop and learn to refrain?
He wants me to forgive him once more
But he's done it many times before!

How many more times should I be nice?
I've already forgiven him twice!
'Seventy seven and more, ' You say
If I wish to follow in Your way

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It's me Lord, I've done it yet again!
I wish that I could learn to refrain.
I have done it many time before
and ask You to forgive me once more.

Written after hearing someone sharing some thoughts on Matthew 18.

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It was the Woman! ! ! ! ! ! !

Ever since the dawn of time women have always been blamed.
For man said it was her fault whenever he felt ashamed.
'It was the woman, ' was his cry when he was caught in sin.
So no matter whatever happens women cannot win.

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Ever since the coming of mankind / women have been blamed.
because the man said it was her fault/whenever he's ashamed.
'It was the woman, ' is his great cry / when he's caught in sin.
So no matter whatever happens / women cannot win.

Re-written as an experiment with change in rhythm

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Almost Unnoticed

Jesus walking on the water drew near
'It is a ghost', I cried out in my fear.
Blinded by the waves that crashed on board
I failed to notice that it was the Lord.

'Don't be afraid', the Lord said, 'It is I'.
'Lord, I'm so glad You're here' was my reply.
Worry and uncertainty caused such fear
and I failed to notice the Lord draw near.

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Sometimes during the bad storms in my life
I become all immersed within the strife
But Jesus always joins me in the boat
and through the deepest storm keeps me afloat.

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Heavenly Banquet

I went to the heavenly banquet
The table that Jesus had set.
and broke the bread and drank the wine
nourishing this poor soul of mine.

Then my spirit soared heavenward
as before His table I stood
knowing that He loved me so much
experiencing His tender touch.

I felt complete and satisfied
there with Jesus the crucified.
The wine was rich, the bread so sweet
as I worshipped there at His feet.

My soul fed very well that day
as I journeyed upon my way.
and back into my home I went
my spirit feeling so content.

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Come And Buy Without Money

Come to Christ and buy food fit for the soul
For only He can make us feel so whole
Without money come to Jesus and buy
labour not for what does not satisfy

Come and eat of the sweet Bread of Heaven
And drink of the wine and feel forgiven
Delight your soul in the richest of fare
And feast with the Lord at His table there

For none but Christ can fully satisfy
And give us a life that we cannot buy
Call upon the Lord while he is still near
And rejoice in His lovely presence here.

Based on the opening verses of Isaiah 55

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Sing out my soul His anthem raise

Sovereign Lord Whom angels worship
may this mortal sing Your praise?
For my Glorious God You are worth it.
Sing out my soul His anthem raise!

Sing, of salvations wondrous story
and of the way He came to earth.
For our Awesome God of glory
was born to us by virgin birth.

Sing of Him Who came to save you.
How He upon the cross forgave you.
Died as though all the blame was His
No greater love has man than this.

He is the Lord of every nation,
The Ancient of Eternal Days.
He is the Author of our Salvation
to Him we bring to our songs of praise

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Touching The Hem Of His Garment

For many years this woman sought healing.
Then she came to Jesus in secret feeling
'I only have to reach out and touch him so
There is no need for anyone else to know.'

The Lord knows when we reach out as she did.
So secretly and our actions from all others hid.
For there true healing of soul takes place
when we come to Jesus by God's grace

Let's reach out to Jesus just as this woman did
and not keep our sorrows and feelings hid.
As you touch Jesus, He also touches you
And with His touch deep healing comes through.

Written after reading Matthew 9: 18-22

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