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POEMS FROM THE HEART

Poems by Joe Silva

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Maybe Next Week

We race through the week
Like a moment in time
When do we stop and say
Jesus, you're mine?

Maybe on Sunday,
If we don't have a game
Monday's no good,
My schedule's insane

Tuesday'd be fine
If I'm not workin' til eight
Wednesday's ok,
But it's laundry day

All the hustle and bustle
And runnin' around
Rushing and racing
Uptown and down

Thursday's out too,
I've got to work late
Friday's no good,
I've got a date

We keep rushing,
Trying to keep up
We hurry and push,
Testing our luck

Saturday's out
The car's in the shop
Maybe next week,
Or maybe not

Joe Silva, August 1, 1999








You Are Not Alone

There are times in this life
When things don't seem right
And as hard as you try
You just can't understand why

You're not alone my friend
We are there with you
We will walk the road ahead
You and me, and Jesus too

We'll climb the hills
We'll cross the streams
You, me and Jesus
We make a winning team

You're not alone my friend
We are there with you
We will walk the road ahead
You and me, and Jesus too

When we reach the finish line
We can finally look back
We'll see, finally at that time
Love filled in the gaps

You're not alone my friend
We are there with you
We will walk the road ahead
You and me, and Jesus too

For Nancy, Joe Silva, July 27, 1999


Ode to Dad

I wish I would have said it
When you were around
I've learned that I can be a man, Dad
Following your prints in the ground

I remember you taught me
To tie my shoes in a bow
You taught me to catch a fish
And keep the car on the road

You didn't build an empire
Just a cabin on some land
You didn't leave millions
But you made my life grand

Not many will remember
Now that you're gone
I'll carry your name, Dad
and proudly pass it on.

(Joe Silva, Feb. 19, 1982)



Bobby's Song

Our son
You gave our life it's light
Full of joy and bright

Dark curly hair
And a perfect little nose
We counted ten fingers and toes

We thanked the Lord
He gave us a little boy
Your life gave us meaning and joy

Even when you'd only eat
Macaroni and cheese for lunches
We loved you bunches

All on your own
You learned to ride a bike
I don't mind sayin' it was quite a sight

You went to Jesus
Before we were ready
We tried to be strong, and steady

What are you doing
Playing with the angels I wonder?
Clapping with God's thunder?

Strong and bright
Taller than me
A young man now you'd be

Smart as a whip
A heartbreaker for sure
As you matured

Used to say when you were little
"I love Jesus in my heart"
Even then you were pretty smart

(Joe Silva, Sept. 1998)


WHAT SIDE OF THE CROSS

What side of the cross are you on
Will you die with your head held low
Or with Christ will you go to paradise
What side of the cross are you on

The thief on the one side of Jesus
Said Master remember me
Then Jesus said this day will you be
With me in paradise

The thief on the other side of Jesus
Profaned and cursed His name
He died that day with no one to blame
What side of the cross are you on

(Joe Silva, 1994)


REACHING OUT TO JESUS

If I could feel His touch
Just one more time again
Then I could see His beauty
Instead of wretched sin

But I've strayed so far from that old altar
I'm stained again with sin
I'm reaching out to Jesus
That He might take me in again

I'm reaching out o Jesus
Oh Master hear my cry
I've not found the worldy pleasures
That once had caught my eye

The lights and the sounds, they've only hurt me
Like clay Potter, make me o'er
I'm reaching out to Jesus
I want to love Him more

My path is oft' so rocky
My feet so sore and raw
I've heard my master speaking
I think I'll answer to His call

I've found my place among the fold
My heart so warm and safe
I'm reaching out to Jesus
Thank God for amazing grace

(Joe Silva, 1982)


NO CHILDREN'S GAME

Holy is the Lord
Mighty is His name
Greatly to be praised
His father and Him the same

Holy is the Lord
Mighty is His name
Greatly to be praised
This is no children's game

Fellow Christian soldiers
Sharpen your bible sword
We're going into battle
Against the enemy of our Lord

Our weapons are not carnal
Our foe's not flesh and blood
Our armour's gird about us
Our power comes from above

There's a battle in the heavens
Our souls are at stake
our commander died at calvary
BUT HE ROSE FROM THE GRAVE

Our war cry is HOLY!
Those walls will crumble down
We'll sit with Him in Glory
Where the lion will lay down

(Joe Silva, 1991)


AN UNKEPT GRAVE

An unkept grave
Such a sad sight to see

An unkept grave
I hope somebody thinks more of me

Gra'm or Grandpa
We think so much of thee

But time we have so little of
I guess I'll think of me

(Joe Silva, 1979)

(I wrote this after visiting my grandmothers gravesite in Eureka, California)


IT'S YOU LORD

It's you Lord
It's you, I know it
With each movement of your Spirit
You show it

I'm yours Lord
I'm yours, you know it
I want the world to know
That your love has set me free

The things that I own
My car and my home
They're not so much
That I cannot live for you

You've done so much
In so little time
The things that I have
I cannot say are mine

You've given me
Life so free
I'm just glad
That you died just for me

(Joe Silva, 1978)


I'LL STILL SERVE HIM

If I grow old
He'll still be more precious than gold
And if I stay young
I'll still serve them as one

If my mama never serves Him
And my daddy dies in hell
I'll love Christ
'till in time the end is spelled

If my brothers never know Him
And my sisters go their way
I'll live in holiness
And in Christ I will stay

If I live Christ will glory
if I die I will gain
but I'll die only to rise
To rise once again

(Joe Silva, 1976)


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Here is some original work sent along by a reader. Send your's too, if you'd like.



Dewdrop

She loved the honest question
And could talk a country mile
She seldom passed a stranger
Without a sincere smile

She loved and laughed with children
Her heart would dance and sing
To throw aside the cloak of age
And to fly her kite in spring

She loved the flowers fragrance
And the misty southern nights
And the laughter of her family
And the starry winkly lights

The world it never saw her
And Heaven only knows
The beauty of the heart she hid
A dewdrop on a rose

For dewdrops are so fragile
Refreshing and so clear
But with the suns bright scorching
They all but disappear

And could our eyes be blinded
Tho often by our side
There stands a fading dewdrop
With a heart of gold inside.

She loved all Gods creation
Loved to breathe the mountain air
And everytime a need was shared
You could usually find her there

And trouble tho it found her
And the world saw only woe
God gave her friends the eyes to see
His dewdrop on a rose

Linda Denise Moser ©1999



Soldier for Him

Lift high the cross
His banner choose
I pledge Him this my life
I cannot ever lose
His blood He shed for me
Calls out for Godly men
To stand and fight the fight
Soldiers committed to Him

I don't look back
Faith is my shield
Prayer paves the way
To take the battlefield
And Satan will fall
And evil will fail
The Word of the Lord
God's sword will prevail

The battles rage
I count the cost
To gain this my life
It must be lost
No room for compromise
For quiet secret sin
From this day forth I stand
A soldier committed to Him

Linda Denise Moser © 1999



God Is Calling

Satan sounds his siren song
Deceiving with his lies
We kill our babes, and families fall,
And hate is on the rise
And innocence is shattered
And hearts are torn in two
And God is calling out to me and you

We cannot change the answer
By old familiar ways
When men of God do nothing
And seldom even pray
And promises are broken
And hearts are so untrue
Our God is calling out to me and you

Look around dear saints of God
And see the mighty war
Satan is a Lion boldly
Prowling at our door
Our TVs blare, computers chat
The world is all askew
And God is calling out to me and you

In earnestness and humbleness
And on our knees today
We bow before the throne of God
And in our hearts we pray
Oh Father God forgive us
And help us start anew
Our God is calling out to me and you

Linda Denise Moser © 1999



Walking Wounded

She combs her curly auburn hair
and with a ribbon ties
Reflection catching in the mirror,
she bows her head and sighs
Her haunted past of sadness
has deeply etched her face
She wonders what her life will be,
a stranger in this palce

She's the walking wounded,
travelling all alone
And tho her family loves her,
shes wandered far from home
She is needing Jesus
to heal and set her free
Is she Gods assignment
to test our reality?

He stands out on the highway,
thumbing for a ride
Raindrops fall around him
and mask his tear filled eyes
His life is all but torn apart,
and to the world laid bare
He feels the cold indifference,
and wonders who will care

He's the walking wounded,
travelling all alone
And tho his family loves him,
he's wandering far from home
He is needing Jesus
to heal and comfort be
Is He Gods assignment
to test our reality?

On an average Sabbath morn
Gods children meet the day
With worship to their Holy God,
to fellowship and pray
He and she attend this church
and much to their surprise
Folks just talk among themselves
and most avert their eyes

They are the walking wounded,
travelling all alone
Distanced by the wounds they bear,
their hearts long for a home
And home is in the Fathers heart;
Gods love in you and me
Will our hearts embrace them
and will we ever see

Be warmed, be filled be happy,
will never fill their plate
And is not our indifference
as surely cruel as hate
Assignments sent from Jesus
may open up our eyes
To see the walking wounded
as our kinfolk (family) in disguise

Linda Denise Moser © 1999

Here is some work from another writer. I pray you will be blessed as you continue to spend time here in Joe's Chapel.

The Creator of My Life (song)

Lord, You are my refuge and my rock
I cry out to You for Your strength and wisdom
Who gave the mountains their beauty and splendor?
Who arranged the blades of grass so perfectly?
It was the great and awesome God who created me.

You breathed the breath of life, which set my heart aflame!
You are my Creator and my Father
I lift my eyes to none other but You
Never will you let me go, never will you leave me
You gave Your life for me that I might live with You forever
Please, use me as an instrument to full-fill Your will
You are the Creator of my life!

*****************
#1 (poem..short psalm kinda thing)

I know that You are always beside me, but why is it so hard to believe?
When I am out on the battlefield Your power fills my soul
Without You, I have nothing
Why can't I cast all my burdens upon You?
Help me
Is it fear of the unknown?

*****************
#2 (poem..short psalm kinda thing)

Everyday I walk around my campus wondering if people realize and appreciate You amazing love
Make my thoughts a reality, that I should give everything to You,
as if I would see Your face tonight
Lord, I love You and I praise Your name
Give me the courage to stand for You
*************
#3 (poem..short psalm kinda thing)

Lord, why have so many strayed from Your flock?
There is a burning desire, of something, to fill the void inside of them
Although they have been taught the Truth from birth, they are searching like hungry lions hunt for a meal
Open their eyes and their hearts
Show them that You alone fill their void

***********
#4 (poem..short psalm kinda thing)

Amidst the confusion my eyes look to non-other but You
You are my comfort; I take refuge in Your presence
Amazing and awesome God, who will never leave my side
I strive and strive, but never will I come close to loving You as much as You have loved me

*~*~*~*~
Some People (songish poem...heh)

Walking up and down the street each and every day
Got to share the One who gave His life away
Sometimes I'm afraid to spread the Truth I know
How selfish is the moan who wouldn't help his only foe.

Trying to save the world
But blind to one true thing
It's not us who save the world
Bu the God who's kingdom reign.

(chorus)
I don't wanna be like some people
Always needn' the applause from the crowd
I don't wanna be like some people
All I wanna do is please the big guy in the clouds.

~*~*~*~*~**~*~~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Precious Moments (song)
Lord take me past my will
Let me realize You know what's real
Consume all my selfish wants
And use me as you want

What have I been doing all my days?
Wasting precious moments and walking in my ways
Take all that I am and ever will be
Oh, Lord, please take and use me!

(chorus)
I am only here to serve You
Oh Lord to walk beside You
I am only here to worship You
All my life!

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