Peaceful River

Upon the banks of a peaceful river,
submerged in the purifying waters as each and everyone is
baptized in the name of the Holy Ghost.
Tranquility of the babbling brook overflowing
Doves descend upon everyone who takes the plunge to follow
The saving waters that have cleansed the souls of men
Forever indebted to the Creator
The beginning, middle and end of what was, is and soon to come
An eternal sacrifice that followers must endure
The power of the Spirit that is within each person’s grasp

We cling to the Heavenly essence beyond the white moon and
twinkling stars, which measure innumerable in the clear night sky
Walking in the footsteps of the Messiah
We walk in the path of righteousness
Holding steadfast to the promise that
The Christ, the Almighty Savior, was sent here to protect His people.
His return to the Earth is imminent
He has walked among the living, and will soon raise the dead
To the Peaceable Kingdom.

The River overflows abundantly
With grace, majesty beauty divinely inspired
It flows in perfect harmony
It does not cease for anyone or anything
As one by one we take our crossand diligently trust in Him
To guide us all with his mighty compass
From East to West and from North to South
The River flows inside all of the those who abide
In the ever patient love that surpasses
All earthly understanding
We are all born in a life renewed through Him
Like newborn babes in our basinet
A gentle hand rocks our cradle
As the peaceful river of life everlasting, lulls us all to sleep!

'61' (Under the bridge

I see the desolate stares of the poor huddled masses.
Clothes piled in a corner, a woman stirs as each person passes.
The putrid smell of weed and urine fills the air, I choke on the smell.
I search my soul and my heart cries out to those that live in this Hell --
An abyss where people go to get away from the harsh realities of this world.
The grief I feel for those who lay upon the ground, with sleeping bags unfurled.
I listen in earnest to stories of suffering and pain that seem to fill this place.
I see the lines and creases upon the brow of a woman with haggard face.
*The Lord has brought the good news forth to those poor, broken spirits.
Isaiah, humble prophet, summoned to preach to all who'd hear it.
Sweet Jesus, send fourth your love and mercy to those under the bridge
and Lord I pray that the words I write will summon faith and courage,
to those who attempt to turn blind eye to these poor souls in need.
America, cover not your ears to the poor, and my words I beg you take heed.

*Isaiah 61:1*-

The Spirit of the Sovereign Lord is upon me,

for the Lord has anointed me

to bring good news to the poor.

He has sent me to comfort the brokenhearted

and to proclaim that captives will be released

and prisoners will be freed. (NLT)

In the Name of my Father...

Yashar (Just One)
God of Moses
Creator, life
Protector, Aviad (Everlasting Father)
Avi (Father)

Elohim

Lord
God
Redeem
Lift eyes up
I Fall on my knees

Jesus, the light and the way

Jesus
The Great I AM
My Lord in three persons
Sent from Heaven to save the world
My Light

The Lilly (of Salvation)

Thousands of freshly cut lilies in bloom

Signify life and a promise of peace
Three days gone by when they opened the tomb
Christ Jesu arise, from sin you release
From flower so precious, falls lone raindrop
Reminds all who love ye to praise thy name
Prince full of glory and love that shan't stop
Precious Lord Jesus ye healèd the lame
Lilies so white without blemish or mark
Son of the Father ye loosèd the chain
Heart led by peace, ye destroyed Prince of Dark
Death upon Calv’ry, left children unstained
Lilly that shines like the Halo of Lamb
Lord Jesus, descendant of Abraham

Clay of the Earth

Hand outstretched upward toward the Heavens,
cling to the Holy hand of your Creator
Naked, and yet, you do not know
for you are but a newborn to the world
Eyes have yet to behold the beauty of a woman
or the awe-inspiring light of paradise

Birth of a Nation rests upon your mighty shoulders
Shame will be brought upon you by your Father
and you will suffer greatly with the one you will call your wife

Your Children will forever be accursed by your transgressions

One will roam through the desert, a mark placed upon him
while the other lies cold - his blood rushing like a river, will cry out to his Creator

Molded - The clay of the Earth - Descendant of the One who will save you!