Grateful Chorus

What a wonder!
The gracious Saviour!

In love he formed me
By grace restored me

His endless mercies
Shower down, concert me

Oh, great rejoicing!
My soul is voicing

I ne’er could fathom
Love’s endless cavern

With gifts abounding
T’ward me, astounding

In grateful chorus
I rise, victorious

The valley of trouble
By hope, smoothed of rubble

So I walk on in peace
Toward the bridegroom’s feast

I sing, in grateful chorus

22/1/2020

King of Glory, Prince of Peace

He has been my King of Glory

My rest, as Prince of Peace

On solid ground,

When waves surround

At journey’s start or when complete

My guiding light when dark descends

Leaves footprints in the sand

Amidst tumult, calm

Or eye of storm

Beside me, takes my hand

In life, and death, and season’ change

Obscured, or within view

He upright stands

Bends low with hands

To embrace, or pull me through

19/1/2020

A Song for the Season

The soul greatly shows all of greatness, supreme

And the breath of life, leaping, has a great song to sing

Of Divinity’s power and Redeemer’s great love

That in grace and in mercy, lives among us, the dove

As he looked all around, his gaze firmly set

On we who are bound, for by love we’re beset

We beheld from a wide-open eye and confessed

That as one, so the whole, through the ages he’d bless

You see, he who is able – has the power to do

Has made done the magnificent, for me and for you

So, in awe and as sacred, we hold to his name

Consid’ring his power and mercy, rests on each one the same

Evidently wielding the strength of his own

Through dispersing those high, in thought and in soul

Satisfying those longing with that which is good

And those possessed of abundance, sent empty to brood

The great one who succours the child of his love

In his mindful compassion and goodwill toward

Accordingly speaking to those gone before

Our father of faith, and those sown, evermore

Luke 1:46-55

24/12/2019

Christmas Greetings

The Mark

You are the mark!

Not some, else standard set.

It’s you we’re to aim for,

Not a task to be met.

As arrows you formed us,

Your quiver to fill,

Then released from your bow

Manoeuvred with skill.

It’s the breath of you,

Carrying with lift, dip and curve;

The darts gliding with purpose

T’ward the one whom they serve.

Fletching in place,

To spin and to stay;

Head of the arrow,

Formed and fit for each play.

Initial design and form, ne’er a change,

On the journey to bow,

Fit for this one arranged.

Fletching and head,

Both with end-goal in mind,

Each one’s journey-story

Determines each one in kind.

Form us and frame us,

The journey, you know.

The mark is your presence,

We’re ready to go.

Breath of life,

When we drop, lift us to soar

Till etern’ly embedded

Deep in your core.

1-2/4/2018

How Fortunate

How fortunate those who do not assert to have achieved the power of self

They have space to receive the gift of responsibility

How fortunate to have lamented regret and mourned over loss

These have heard the call to be near another’s side

How fortunate the mild and gentle soul

Theirs will be a gifted inheritance

How fortunate to have been in want for a need

Then the fulfilment of satisfaction or abundance can be appreciated

How fortunate to be actively compassionate

And to receive active compassion

How fortunate to have been washed clean of soul

These are they who gaze on and perceive the Divine

How fortunate those who action toward peace

They are named kin of the Divine

How fortunate when pushed to flee for being washed clean of soul

These ones rule with the heavenly

How fortunate to have been slandered and pursued by lies because of Christ Jesus – the washer of souls

You are those who fare well, who have great joy because of abundant reward from the Divine – as were those who foretold of the washer of souls

 

(Matthew Chapter 5, Verses 3-12)

4/11/2016

What Trouble?

What trouble are giants

The battle is God’s

Working uniquely

Defying the odds

Trust power and goodness

Perfect strength when you’re weak

Sit with spirits of likeness

Allow the teacher to teach

 

Unstable in fear

Brings intimidation

Christ’s victory through you

In obedient decision

Alone in a cave

A cry of dependence

All glory to God

As He shows His transcendence

 

11/6/2016

Responding to series of devotions on David by Chuck Swindoll