_Voiding The Precious Life
memories rush in and stab the beating heart
voiding the precious life, cold and shattered on the floor
seeking refuge and there is none that stands true
purged of every desire to see this through
damp ashes of a fire that once burned bright
when do I die?
_ Wretched Within
Blood from a filthy heart cannot sustain life, even in the one that needs it
I am not willing to spill that which has the desire to destroy
You know my heart so why allow for this season?
this body of death travels a path beaten by One with whom I cannot stand (with)
my body grows weak as crimson mud tears away at my flesh, the weight shatters my bones though I have no burden
a sleep shades my eyes
as hope passes, the Light dims, and I cannot compose myself
where is my Refuge? has it passed, could I not enter in?
Hope has passed me by, onward to the cross, atop the hill (I failed to climb)
_ To Bloodshed
living for one, an empty course .
the path many have chosen, and many still walk this road.
living for one, alone, loveless and angered .
hearts bleed and bodies writhe, I cannot a look back.
to think ive missed it all the time.
no purpose and no end.
my heart falls and my head fails to reason as to why I keep missing the mark. this was not my will. a vicious cycle. I can narrate its evolution, its action, its destruction, its recession.
II .
the law condemns my actions, it assures my consequences.
you have not yet resisted to bloodshed, striving against sin.
III.
we have not a an High Priest who cannot sympathize with our weaknesses, He has been tempted through and through. let us approach the throne with boldness that we may obtain grace and mercy.
_The Downcast
Why must it be so hard?
Tears flow like rivers, In Silence there is comfort.
Words never spoken, but the message is clear.
Sadness fills my heart, my Hope is not here.
(It�s out of my hands.)
_Shalom
everything which makes for my highest good
my mind pure, my will strong, and my heart glad
look forward. keep watch, for the clouds from His footsteps.
He sends His peace. Upholding the righteous. at the Right Hand of the Most High('Elohim)
Jehovah a'shalom!
The Lord send Peace:
everything which makes for my highest good
my mind pure, my will strong, and my heart glad.
even the wind cannot clear the air of His presence.
_Ps77
I cried out to God for help
I cried out to God to hear me
When I was distressed, I sought the Lord
At night I stretched out my hand
But I can not be comforted
I remember You Oh God and I groaned
I mused and my spirit grew faint
You kept my eyes from closing
I was too troubled to speak
I thought about my former days the years long ago
I remember my songs in the night
My heart mused and my spirit inquired
Will the Lord reflect forever
Will He never show his favor again
Has this unfailing love vanished forever
Has His promise failed for all time
Has God forgotten to be merciful
Has the anger withheld His compassion
Then I thought To this I will appeal The years of the right hand of the Most High
I will remember the deeds of the Lord
Yes, I remember Your miracles of long ago
I will meditate on all Your works
And consider all Your mighty deeds Your ways, oh God, are holy
What god is so great as our God?
_Voiding The Precious Life
memories rush in and stab the beating heart
voiding the precious life, cold and shattered on the floor
seeking refuge and there is none that stands true
purged of every desire to see this through
damp ashes of a fire that once burned bright
when do I die?
_ Wretched Within
Blood from a filthy heart cannot sustain life, even in the one that needs it
I am not willing to spill that which has the desire to destroy
You know my heart so why allow for this season?
this body of death travels a path beaten by One with whom I cannot stand (with)
my body grows weak as crimson mud tears away at my flesh, the weight shatters my bones though I have no burden
a sleep shades my eyes
as hope passes, the Light dims, and I cannot compose myself
where is my Refuge? has it passed, could I not enter in?
Hope has passed me by, onward to the cross, atop the hill (I failed to climb)
_ To Bloodshed
living for one, an empty course .
the path many have chosen, and many still walk this road.
living for one, alone, loveless and angered .
hearts bleed and bodies writhe, I cannot a look back.
to think ive missed it all the time.
no purpose and no end.
my heart falls and my head fails to reason as to why I keep missing the mark. this was not my will. a vicious cycle. I can narrate its evolution, its action, its destruction, its recession.
II .
the law condemns my actions, it assures my consequences.
you have not yet resisted to bloodshed, striving against sin.
III.
we have not a an High Priest who cannot sympathize with our weaknesses, He has been tempted through and through. let us approach the throne with boldness that we may obtain grace and mercy.
_The Downcast
Why must it be so hard?
Tears flow like rivers, In Silence there is comfort.
Words never spoken, but the message is clear.
Sadness fills my heart, my Hope is not here.
(It�s out of my hands.)
_Shalom
everything which makes for my highest good
my mind pure, my will strong, and my heart glad
look forward. keep watch, for the clouds from His footsteps.
He sends His peace. Upholding the righteous. at the Right Hand of the Most High('Elohim)
Jehovah a'shalom!
The Lord send Peace:
everything which makes for my highest good
my mind pure, my will strong, and my heart glad.
even the wind cannot clear the air of His presence.
_Ps77
I cried out to God for help
I cried out to God to hear me
When I was distressed, I sought the Lord
At night I stretched out my hand
But I can not be comforted
I remember You Oh God and I groaned
I mused and my spirit grew faint
You kept my eyes from closing
I was too troubled to speak
I thought about my former days the years long ago
I remember my songs in the night
My heart mused and my spirit inquired
Will the Lord reflect forever
Will He never show his favor again
Has this unfailing love vanished forever
Has His promise failed for all time
Has God forgotten to be merciful
Has the anger withheld His compassion
Then I thought To this I will appeal The years of the right hand of the Most High
I will remember the deeds of the Lord
Yes, I remember Your miracles of long ago
I will meditate on all Your works
And consider all Your mighty deeds Your ways, oh God, are holy
What god is so great as our God?