In You we will find rest

King of the Jews, King of my heart
My heart longs and aches for your mercies tender
Divine, incarnate Spirit sent to save accursed world.
Who else, but the Chosen One would deliver me?
Wicked, Sinful nature of Man original sin born.
Hundreds of years of prophesy fullfilled
Virgin pure of heart chosen to carry newborn babe
Never again shall we live in darkness
Redemption - Sweet blood of Christ eternal
I am chained, yet I do not hunger nor do I thirst
For the Word of the Almighty I shall partake
of the spiritual bread and drink, from cup overflowing with love
Captive forevermore, how gracious is the Master, who will destroy earthly form.
Illustrious Spirit, tongue sharp as swords for the Word of God is mighty
"O gentle Shepherd, find us once more," the people cry.
Patient, humble Savior in You we will find rest!

Where angels go

Two doves perchèd upon the throne of God
Fore’er indebted in wedlock’d bond.
True love cannot be measured with a rod[1].
Like ripples on the Lord’s celestial pond.
Bouquet of wild aster[2] both shall pick
In gardens, both share harvest of their love
with children who will compliment them quick
We bless them both with light from Heav’n above
As love has taken hold of man and wife
And may that bond be blessèd with glad cheer
Together they will start their Christian life
And let us not shed ev’n single tear
Loves purity is like the fallen snow
Part not until they tread where angels go.


[1] Measuring Rod: A stick used to make measurements (Measuring stick)
[2] Aster: Represents love, and patience

Reconciliation

Turquoise, carpeted, floor creaking with every step as I walk down the aisle.
I take my seat and my heart blackened with transgression tries to
find some kind of apology to consol my being.
I hear the sweet sentiments through songs that I need to bring me comfort in my everlasting pain.
Then I hear the sweet words of a wise man upfront, telling me that it will be okay I am forgiven if I walk with my Father.
Later I hear of the gracious works that He has bestowed in the lives of these wonderful individuals, as well as the sorrows of lost loved ones, or answers to what He has done in the lives of these people around me.
I sit in silence as I weep for those in pain and feel my heart leap for joy for those whose lives are fulfilled. Later as I again sit in the silence, I ask to be forgiven, so that I can go Home.

[…] and that repentance and remission of sins should be preached in His name to all nations, beginning at Jerusalem. Luke 24:47 (NKJ)

Misfortunes of a wealthy family

In the beauty of the valley
Ever standing still
Lived a family of great fortune
They even had a will.
They lived happily in that valley and never gave a dime
To the poor man, the meek or otherwise they’d hardly gave the time.
Then one day God said to them
Why do you mistreat my children?
And then they all said with a smirk or grin
Because we don’t care to give to those vagrants
They hardly know what money is or what for it is meant.
'Well live in poverty and rags,' the Lord said
You will have no friends no love no anything not even a slice of bread.
You’re bluffing the family said you would never do such things.
All right, said God and with that he took away their gold and rings.
He took away everything and they didn’t know what to do.
With every fiber of their being their sadness deeply grew.
But they never repented for their sins and they all died quietly as softly as a feather.
The newspaper obituary that evening read “Family dead, they all died together.”
Secretly no one cared for the family in the valley.
But one poor man said
As he bowed his head
“I pray for their souls this day”
For it was greed that the Lord smote their souls on a morning with skies grey.

Liz

Fair maiden with thy skin a milky hue.
Who rul’d kingdom forty years and more.
The church curs’d opposers this thou knew
‘Stiny was at thy side praise Him galore.
Thy faith diffr’d but conscience fled thee not
Cancer would take thee Sister to her grave
Thus leaving thee the crown comm’ners all sought
in dreams; but loyal subjects knew it nave,
to seek the emblem rested ‘pon thy head.
Although thou had’st suitors thou weren’t a wife
Fi'ry passion burn’d like thy hair red.
Queen chaste married to Christ for all thy life
Embroil’d with the French many a year.
Thou keepest loyal subjects safe from fear.


“This is the LORD's doing; it is marvellous in our eyes”.
Psalm 118: 23

(Bible verse believed to be spoken by Elizabeth on the day of her ascension to the throne)