Take Heart

I heard the bells of St. Pauls cathedral. And my heart went out to them. The same heart that longed for ancient days. But good still has a power, a higher meaning of life. Providence His proof. Take heart in your trust, courage in the truth.

In Christ I Stand

Again I start the ascent of repentance’ steep climb. Orienting towards what is mine. I contemplate and lay all at the altar. I have no offerings to burn, all I have to offer is my heart. For your supreme honour I present this in my words, my art. I look towrads the pitty, following theContinue reading “In Christ I Stand”

Evil In the Night

Scary old ladies and murderous pheins. Is this reality or lucid dreams? Shadows plotting in the corner. I know their desire but she’s far too young to be a mourner. Alone, they’re watching I feel their glare. I’m scared, their steps I hear. Clench my needing hand O’ Lord. The unholy does dare. Supply meContinue reading “Evil In the Night”

Seeking Fortune

Seeking fortune not a friend shooting and theiving vow I’ll search untill the end. Do I beleive truly in the saviour when running in such way even with my mouth I profess each day. Street poets have no dreams to tell drown their soul with whisky then write of hell. Well they not know ofContinue reading “Seeking Fortune”

compromised

Accept where he is taking you. Why kick againts the good? There need not be this flood. He did not come for peace on earth. You know who we are, you know what we deserve. He’s freed the anchor just pull it in. You’re compromised Stand and trust in him walk away, repent from thisContinue reading “compromised”

He is love

Suffered in His love for our sin, overwhelmed in my acknowledgement, I embrace my gift and win. A relationship for offer, personal and true. Re-established by the spirit when inside He flew. Son of man at the core anoint in the rainfall of life a sacrifice so pure, Grace so kind. love, heart, soul, andContinue reading “He is love”

By His wounds

Palm leaves reach out in worship for they knew, just who He was. He flipped tables in the den of thief’s. He showed his way the truth. Broke bread and explained of a no greater love then betrayed with a kiss. Snatched in the dark, a snatch in secret. Found guilty of His innocence, deniedContinue reading “By His wounds”