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Instrumental
“The Lord will save me, and we will play my music on stringed instruments all the days of our lives, at the house of the Lord.” Isaiah 38:20 ESV Oh lalee oh Lalee, oh ukulele Fear not the moth or rust! Instead, Sit still in quiet trust. Oh lalee oh lalee oh ukelalee Play softly…
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Wings of Discernment
Oh Ravens of Satan who come to steal bread ! You have taken Host from my soul and my head! You have made me believe it was a mirage or myth You’ve made me doubt that Jesus promised “if” I look to the right . I look to the left. He calls me ,He draws…
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Easter Octave
1. Silly Lilly , Look away from me your gaze of purity will not set me free! turn your face to the altar where you belong where joy is real and saints write songs! 2. Oh silly Lilly Look away from me! Silly Lilly Look to Him who made you to “be” turn your face…
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Spring Picking
How small His Holy Hand that bends our stems from this sin rooted land . Heavens Hand high pulled low picks Hollyhocks like us below . sets us stem to stem petal to petal pressing in Petal to petal press and point away from the wild Handicapped and handpicked like Hollyhocks gathered we haggard harlots…
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Reformation Day
Reformation is Revival. And so , now in these “last days”when The Holy Spirit yearns to make The Bride the One Pure reflection of the Bridegroom, we press in prayer for Revival . We need no longer to be “formed” and “transformed “and “re-formed” , we need to be regenerated Alive !!! I repost this…
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A Sunday Shooting
This poem was written Sunday Oct 2 before I heard of the Las Vegas shooter. It is not about the shooting in Las Vegas but about what happens in spiritual space when we gather in our churches to WORSHIP on Sunday. Satan becomes an indiscriminate destroyer of a distracted crowd. Sunday Shooting ( a poem)…
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The Cup Within
I worked so hard to wash this cup This vessel The Father might use I worked to make it right and clean Readying it to go receive and glean Full , I wrote and rote all your Word So my lips might pour out all I heard And all my doing might put me in…
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Eclipse
Photo by Rita Atkinson How bright the morning behind the moon.. How darkness drenced death will vanish soon As You hover like a halo around all that’s crying Encircling Your LOVE around the quick and dying Oh Sun of Moon OH SON OF MAN With every orbiting evil Your Glory shines forth Gods Plan 1.…
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Outreach
The Lord has bared His holy arm before the eyes of all the peoples. And all the ends of the earth shall see the Salvation of our God …