Poetry Across the Span

The Fullness of Life

Song

How lucky we are. How blessed we are
That our God hates sin and evil.
That He'll use his power to help us see
Our deeds are wrong and evil.

Praise God! He won't tolerate or compromise.
He hates all wrong, but he loves the right.
He doesn't change to suit His mood.
In Him we can trust and not take fright.

"Be not afraid," He commands in a thundering voice.
"How can we not be?" resounds the plaintive reply.
"Be still and know that I am God,
The one who delights in all that is right."

Jesus preaches, "I stand at the door,
And wait for you to let me into your core,
Because I hate it when people serve with their mouths.
They have whitewashed walls, but a desolate house."

Father, Son, Holy Spirit, help me see
Your righteous nature for I am suspicious.
Open my eyes to your love for my life
And the room you are placing my heavenly riches

Poem

Running through the windswept reeds
They try to break my flow
My passage through time
My passage through mind
To a place of eternal peace

My Gods inspires such delights
Such as I cannot imagine
For the reeds which stem my flow
Also blind and cripple me
Until I think I'm left alone

My instincts, Oh human nature
Thou hast oft left me in distress
I placed my faith in thee
and yet ye chase your wan desires
But all the time I only asked
My goodness to transpire

I wish to tune myself to the voice
Which comforts in time of sorrow
I only ask to hold the hand
Which promises life tomorrow
I strive toward the path of truth
The perception of right and wrong
From the viewpoint of my God's eyes
So that I may not be misled by Satan's spies

I pray that I may be lifted up high
By the beauty that I may sometime fully realise
The reeds are high
they block the view
But with Jesus with me I jump for joy
And see above the strangling grass
For maybe just a second
At the beautiful garden which lies beyond
The one we know as Eden... Paradise.

Psalm 1

Lord, write your words across my heart,
So that under Satan's attack it may impart,
Your message of hope to my doubtful mind
To restore trust: my salvation's lifeline.

When my family and friends try to convince me
Not to take your words so seriously,
Satan's arrows fire at my soul,
To weaken my reason and resolve.

But, Lord, I return to your words of promise,
That implore me not to compromise
On your message or turning from sin in repentence,
To live by your word in loving obedience.

Your wisdom and love form my fortress!
May I take refuge there in times of duress.
I prau that by you my spirit be taken,
Before Satan's salvoes leave me shaken.

Psalm 2

Lord, make your words guide my every footfall.
Write them on my heart to be seen by all,
So that those who seek may be shown the way
To receive life; and in your light remain.

I love your work in the lives of the earnest,
The seekers of truth and light.
Though we all fall far short of your glory,
Your son's death has set us right.

Bring the righteous to glorious salvation,
Regardless of religion or nation.
Continue your work until all who are open,
Can be fished from the world's sinful oceans.

Psalm 3

If ever I am proud, cut me down, my Lord,
That my heart may not harden against your Word.
Protect my soul from the sin that is rife,
Before it's cancerous growth spells the end to my life.

Upon my heart, Lord, shine your light
So my sins may be seen and then set right.
Listen to my pleas to change my heart;
Bestow grace, and force Satan to depart.

Lord, I am crushed in the face of the sin
Revealed from the depths of my heart within,
Change me and lift me, I humbly pray,
So I may praise you again with joyous acclaim.

1993

Dawn has broken on a New Year
And some lessons have been learned.
I still succumb to the control of fear
But change is coming, for which I've yearned.

The biggest thing myself I hated
Was laziness, apathy, and inaction.
The battle against these has not abated
But I now have the chance to build conviction.

My aim by the end of 1993
Is to be filled with God's peace;
To give God the reins so He can lead
And I'll enjoy the victories!

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Document last updated 17 April 1997