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Repent Like King David

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 Oh singers and dancers and trumpeters blow.. Take up your mantle and away you go. Shout with great joy, for your spirit is free.. So rise and rejoice and be glad as can be. Kneel before the altar and howl like the wind.. Count all your blessings and forget how you sinned. Seated at the table, is the hope for mankind.. Tarry not defeated and sit down and dine. Anointed and appointed, are the ones who are called.. Troubles, though heavy, would the lions maul. Out of captivity, you will eat of the fat.. Where plaques of the past, kept you down flat. Repent like King David, but create like a psalm.. In colours of the rainbow, in storm or in calm. Make preparations, for the ones who will come.. For the seeds that you sow, will bring harvest to some. Say goodbye to Egypt and gather up your praise.. For the path you must take, may portray like a maze. Hide in your heart, your weapons  of war.. And be ever grateful, you are blessed to the core.

Repent Of Your Ways

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 Sorrow upon sorrow, will hit the land.. Run into the ark, as quick as you can. Lay aside every weight, for the wrath is come.. Without any doubt, there is mercy for some. Away with your idols and vanity fair.. Away with your altars, that do not see nor hear. Darkness is coming, so quicken your step..  For your years of rejoicing, have no value or prep. A flash of lightning, like a spark in the sky.. With horns of power, will make you cry. Tension and fright, will consume your days.. If you heed not the calling, to repent of your ways. You labour in vain, for what you will leave.. You listen to voices, that lie and deceive. A wind of refreshing, is about to blow.. So unite to the Lord, while the tide is low. Grave is your desire, to feed off the flock.. For haughty missed chances, are the seeds you mock. Strife and neglect, will lead you to hell.. When you stand to be judged and you hear, not well.

I Am Just A Daughter

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I am not Thomas, who doubted the Lord.. I am not Peter, who denied his own God. I am not Noah, who cursed his own son.. I am just a daughter, who has already won. A long time ago, Paul was called Saul.. A soldier in armour, who persecuted all. Yet Lo and Behold, while traveling on a path.. The Christ for all ages, took ahold of his heart. Wisdom of men, is as the sinking sand.. The thoughts that are birthed, mingles like a band. I am not stagnated, neither am I poor.. For the God I call my Saviour, called me from the floor. Though my eyes seem cloudy, my vision will prevail.. To see beyond the natural, by faith I will not fail. A drink of wine to savour, the grace of my belief.. A royal thread in linen, I am not a thief. Like a spark in summer, my inner being shine.. As Esther bathed in spices, so to I will bind. Blessed beyond the river, I am the Lord's delight.. For the Blood of Jesus cleansed me, by faith and not by sight.

I Am A Well-Watered Garden

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 I am a well- watered garden, anointed by the Lord.. Preordained and chosen, to be strong and in accord. My feet will not be shakened and my heart shall not faint.. For haply I worship and my song is not quaint. Joy to my name, are the fields in the sun.. For of the seed of Abraham, I have already won. A green olive tree, I am mighty in faith.. To thread upon scorpions and be welcomed at the gate. Daughter of the Lord, I am crowned and arrayed.. To be more than a conqueror and rejoice and not fade. A witness to the world, I am an oracle.. To shout from the rooftops, I am a miracle. Precious as the Proverbs, I am called to be.. The righteous and remnant, for the world to see. My flame is ever fanned and my heart is filled with love.. From the rising of the sun, I will rise up like a dove. Upon the ransomed waters, I will sail and cast my net.. To awaken the ones who slumber, so meat they all can get. A teller of great garners, my lips shall ever praise.. Abundantly in favour and hap...

Thus Saith The Lord

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 You want to be blessed, but you fail every test.. You say the Lord is not equal, yet he gave you his best. You laugh at his word and spit on the ground.. But thus saith the Lord, what you speak will make a sound. According to your pleasure, you trespass and sin.. Your hands touch your idols and you think you will win. When the unrighteous fall, he will not arise.. For thus saith the Lord, he will die in his disguise. Your iniquity abides, when you turn your back on God.. So the riches of his kingdom, be not your staff and rod. On Golgo tha hill, a sacrifice was made.. For thus saith the Lord, 'twas for you my life was laid. The naked stands before you, yet you withhold your oil.. Though hungry, cold and weary, you smirk and you recoil. Your vessels are not worthy, to anoint with refined gold.. For thus saith the Lord, the fox is your whole world.

Without The Love Of Jesus

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 You can be planted, you can be fed.. You can be watered, you can be led. You can be built, you can be strong.. But only repentance, will right every wrong. You can be fat and flourish as the field.. You can bear fruit and your vine bring forth yield. You can bow in adoration and command every praise.. But inside your heart, hell is what you raise. You can speak mercy, you can say grace.. You can comfort others and tie their shoelace. You can climb every mountain and swim with the tide.. But your pillars are on sand and your doors are not wide. You can come from afar, with silver and gold.. You can drink and make merry and preach to the world. You can lead each horse to water and quench every thirst.. But you carry unforgiveness and that is even worse. Your voice can be an oracle, without any doubt.. Your furrows can be fruitful, to bless from north to south. Your cup can run over and your table well prepared.. But without the love of Jesus, no one will know you cared.

While The Christian Sleepeth

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 Prayer blocks demons, from entering your court.. The atmosphere is shifted, so evil can't be sought. Prayer becomes the currency, to activate your faith.. Thus in all your endeavours, there will be no weight. A closet full of worship, transcends time and space.. Wherewithal you hunger, you are equipped for this race. Thoughts of tomorrow, evades every sense.. For in the secret place, it is heated and not dense. Into the deep, of sacrifice and trust.. There will be an unction, for sackcloth is a must. In silence you will hear, the voice of heaven's own.. Like a sweet communion, that chills you to the bone. Slack not your riding, for prayer is the key.. Boast not in your person, for an example you must be. Hide not in season, but tarry in your lane.. For great is your reward, as heaven is your gain. Yield to God in watches, for daylight will soon come.. While the Christian sleepeth, vultures are not dumb. Hasten every footstep and maintain your gaze.. For what you sow today, you...

You Are Blind To The Blind

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 A stormy wind, might tear you apart.. For there shall be hailstones, to make you depart. Your ears hear in vain and your voice speaks untruths.. Likewise your members, can bring forth no fruits. Your foundation is built, on mountains of sand.. Where struggles and lies, are a magician's wand. Seduced by assemblies, who gather in vain.. Your heart is asleep and your house has no gain. Into the gaps, you ever forsake.. While smooth covered cushions, keep you awake. A watchman in neglect, you are blind to the blind.. So how can the Saviour, bless you in kind. Against loosened chambers, are where you entertain.. With overflowing raindrops, to erase every stain. A multitude of mercy, awaits you with grace.. So repent Oh dear sinner and shift from your space.

I Looked Down From Heaven

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 You were not there, when I created the earth.. You were not there, when I stood on my worth. You were not there, when I said to the sun.. Arise and shine, for thy glory is come. I created clouds, to float by and by.. I spoke my word and told the birds where to fly. I called the wind, from the breath of my heart.. To dance with affection and never depart. Angels I made, to walk by your side.. In and out of season, to be your sacred guide. Trees dressed in colours, I gave you with pride.. So your harvest could be bountiful, with arms open wide. Awoke I gave mercy, wrapped up in grace.. For my witnesses on earth, could complete every race. Equipped with each member, anointed and blessed.. I called you chosen and gave you my best. Wine in your bones, no longer dry.. I called you children, without tears to cry. I looked down from heaven, to see what you do.. And the house that I gave you, is like the spit that you spew.

Because You Are Dead

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 You want the creation, but not the creator. You want the blessings, but not the blesser. You deny there is a God, but heap all his wealth. For the earth and the fullness, all belongs to him. You smile at your neighbour, but your heart is full of hate.. You give in abundance, but laugh at his weight.  How can the Lord bless who you are.. When the love of the Father, is absent and far. You think you will live, without any pain.. You profess to the hearers, the world is your gain. Decisions you make, to lead you astray.. But tonight you will answer, without delay. A book with your name, will be opened and read.. To judge you in wonder, because you are dead. Time is no more, for your breath is all gone.. Today you must stand and undress what was worn. A witness of recordings and writings will tell.. If the life you once lived, was swayed and not well. No need to weep, for where you will rest.. You had decided, when you rejected the best.

Oh Shepherd's Oil

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 Oh Shepherd's love, how deep it flows.. Ever near me, my shadow glows. Abundant like the sands of time.. Where You lead me, bells will chime. My fervent prayer, deep in the vale.. Is fortune favoured, without ale. Courage dresses and I'm complete.. For fools will lack, while I eat wheat. Distant lands await my faith.. The cost of which, arrest my weight. This suit of armour, from crown to toe.. How it shields me, wheresoever I go. Oh Shepherd's oil, how rich it be.. From heaven's olive, anointed tree. This taste of grace and mercy great.. Adorns my heart and is never late. All my days, You are my worth.. From first to last and my rebirth. Awake in me, my lot and care.. For where I am, there is no fear.

Do Not Loose Courage

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Your eyes are in front, to show you the way.. Looking behind, has nothing to say. Determine in your heart, to chart every course.. Lifted in spirit, to carry your cross. Why should you worry, when you can pray.. Heavy is the weight, and it is not okay. Arise and shine, for today there is light.. Whither you goest, you will conquer and fight. Put on your garment, of worship and praise.. For out of your belly, comes rivers with haze. Your cup of consolation, held firm in your hand.. Will be a witness, to speak when you stand. Do not loose courage, or quench what you know.. Kindness will follow, the seeds that you sow. Gather all your vessels and anoint them with oil.. For judgment day is coming, for the strong and the spoil.

Jesus Is The Way

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 My soul doth magnify the Lord.. My hope, my comfort, my grace. My heart sings a song, of promise and faith.. While I trust in the Lord at His gate. Oh merciful Saviour, my friend to the end.. How I seek with yearning your presence. Weakened and worn, but strong with might.. I stretch forth my hand, with delight. My keeper, my love, my armour and shield.. My plight, is cast at your feet. In hunger I go, for in you I trust.. To sup from your table, I must. I hear your voice, on the wings of a dove.. In silence within my soul. I cry out aloud, with groanings unknown.. As I yield, to the one on the throne. Withholding nothing, I surrender my will.. For all that I have, is in you. Depart from me not, as you write on the sand.. For love is in you, so I stand. Unwavering rivers, of water to flow.. The latter to rain, where I go. I will soak in your word, to proclaim to the world.. That Jesus is the way, to behold.

Whose I Am, Is Who I Am

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 My thoughts pervades with silent sounds.. As distant drums beat at a telling pace. I purpose in my heart, that I am rich.. For the promises of God are Yea to me. I hinder my destined path to walk.. In pondering about what might be. The words I speak are a manifestation of my seeds.. A weakling I am not. Kept and carried, I will always be.. For angels keep me company. The breath of hope, is as a soothing balm.. Where blissful seasons ever save. Whose I am, is who I am.. A promised seed of Abraham. Marked by God, with eyes to see.. The fields of green, to lie and be. Dressed in grace, I am enough.. For favour comes in matchless ways. All I need, upon my head.. In servanthood, I will be fed.

At Jesus Feet

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I am a child and I cry to my God. For I know in my heart, my words touches His ears. He hears my voice and answers my prayer. My help comes from heaven and my house is all clear. Awake for me my fortune. While hate is festered everywhere. Though screams of misconception, fiddles with great fear. I rise and overcome, for my faith is but a seed. As the twinkling of each starlight, I uproot every weed. My strength is beyond measure. My hope is just as smart. My place is at the table and my bed is ready-made. My cup is running over. My garment is full of praise. Quicker than a flash of light, my eyes are just amazed. Though opposed in many ways.. I rest at Jesus's feet. Command I will, to war against.. Each plight and thirst to quench. Oh glorious endeavours, how marvelous you are.. For I cease to sit and wonder.. As my tasks are not a few.

My Enemy Is Defeated

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 Smoother than butter, are the words from your mouth.. Shooting like arrows, from the north to the south. Wickedness you counsel, with war in your veins.. All to destroy and bring forth great pains. Way up in Zion, my Saviour takes heed.. He stretches His hand and mark every seed. Though horror and trembling, might overwhelm me.. My enemy is defeated, because I am free. Day and night, I pray for your soul.. As the forces of darkness, rages and twirl. Out in the streets, destruction makes haste.. But I trust in the Lord, for in Him is no waste. My heart is not pained, though you beat at my door.. For the walls of my house, are blessed to the core. I will render my praise, while you dance and rejoice.. For goodness and mercy, dresses my voice. The net and the pit, you cover with grass.. Awaits you in sorrow, for you have no class. All your devices, will scatter like dust.. For I know whom I serve and the God that I trust.

In Service To Jesus

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 Let me be the voice, crying in the wilderness.. To proclaim to the hearers, there is need to confess. Oh that I may rise and overcome my fears.. For the glory of The Almighty, should fill me with cares. As I bow to the bone, to declare You are Lord.. I place in my hand, what I need as a sword. Courage and favour, be my fortune to go.. That those who receive me, my God they will know. Go on before me, to prepare the way.. For faith comes by hearing, so anoint where I stay. In service to Jesus, I give from my heart.. So quicken my spirit, with wisdom to start. Command every pathway, to welcome my feet.. For I will be peaceful, to those I will meet. To pour unto others, as you pour unto me.. Is the gift to be given, so the bound could be free. In Jesus name, I pray my way through.. For You promised me, that I am made new. Up I will rise and take up my cross.. As Zion declares, that You are my boss.

Clothe Me With Roses

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 Father protect me, from the foils of the day.. Lay down beside me and please do not delay. Jumpstart my heart, through pain and despair.. For only your mercy, could destroy every fear. Father I need you, so come to my aid.. Hasten your footsteps, for I am afraid. While howls of the wind, charge without doubt.. Enter my presence and remove every clout. Father my sunshine, seems hidden by clouds.. Quicken your rainbow, to adhere and to bow. Administer love, where there is hate.. For triumph and patience, may not be too late. Father please lead me, so I walk not alone.. When temperatures rise up and I am chilled to the bone. Clothe me with roses, so my enemies can see.. That I have a Father, who makes every demon flee. Father please hear me, when I cry out your name.. For you are the treasure and the gold in the flame. As my praises go up, let your blessings come down.. And send forth your army, to shield me around.

Toil In Your War-Room

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 Every opportunity you let slip through your hands.. Erases all the essence, that severs your bands. Around you the walls of Jericho will stand.. For dependant on you, are the blessings, so grand. Why do you look to others for praise.. When the one who preserves you, is alive for to gaze. Where is your hope, for a beautiful day.. When discouragement and fear, are the bed where you lay.. Behold all the clouds, on a bright sunny day.. There to unfold and grace where you stay. Lean not onto, your own understanding.. For more than a conqueror, is your name in the branding. Let not the cares and concerns of the world..  Travail over triumph, and hit you and twirl. Put on your garment, of praise and rejoice.. For precious are you children, so lift up your voice. Hasten your footsteps, while it is yet day.. For darkness is coming, without delay. Toil in your war-room and hold on to the Lord.. For your obedience to Jesus, will crush your discord.

Heaven Will Protect You

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 Be grateful to be the seed of God.. For righteousness will comfort you, when you are filled with discord. The closer you walk with the Lord, the greater your battles will be.. But hold onto Jesus, for in Him you are free. Ordained to be the chosen, to declare who is God.. To stand before Goliath and kill without a sword. Understand your purpose, as a child of the King.. For in your consecration, you must lift your voice and sing. From the east to the west, your witness must be met.. To show forth the glory, in words that are set. Meet for the Master, to be His own sheep.. You must trust in Jesus, or else you will weep. Every load of care, you must lay at His feet.. For burdens of the harvest, your heartbeat must meet. Roar like a lion, but rest in the den.. For heaven will protect you, as love will transcend. Great is your reward, when you leave this world behind.. For treasures up in heaven, will be by God's design. Let your members know, you are covered by the Blood.. And no wea...

I Shall Not Want

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 I am surrounded, by green pastures.. Within and without, I shall never be in lack. I shall feed from the harvest, all through the day.. For the God that I serve, speaks boldly to my heart. I shall not want, in thought or in deed.. For the fat from the valley, will satisfy my need. I am led by the Blood, through every track and every lane.. And I shall accomplish, what Jesus said is gain. My head is anointed, with oil from the horn.. To soothe every sorrow, because I am reborn . In the presence of my enemies, my table is prepared.. For the comforts of heaven, dictates I am cared. I will dwell in the sanctuary, of the Lord Most High.. Till eternity changes, in the sweet by and by. The Lord is my rock and upon Him I stand.. To declare to the world, I am not a magic wand.

Planted In Perfection

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 In times of need, I get on my knees.. I pray to the Lord, for HE alone sees. My pain and my sorrow and every tongue that rise.. Will all be declared and be rid with disguise. So many seasons, I cry myself to sleep.. For gathered in my weakness, are the promises I k eep. Fear rages deeply and I think to myself.. Glory Hallelujah, is hidden on the shelf. I look up in the sky, with the flight of the stars.. As the scent of the winters, consecrate my scars. I wait for the dawn, to speak to my heart.. For just over the mountain, lies great blessings on my path. Oh how I welcome, the sands of my praise.. Planted in perfection, for the God I serve was raised. While in the field, where flowers bloom in haste.. I will shift from my seclusion, for my calling is not waste. Apathy and triumph, I look toward with grace.. Kindled by the fire, that burns me on this race. My name aloud is shouted, where eagles dare to fly.. For come the midnight hour, my heart beat will not cry.

I Can Pray For You Today

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 I can pray for you today and show you my love.. I can walk right beside you, like my hand fits a glove. I can show you the world and all the beauty therein.. But when you leave this world, you cannot repent of your sin. I can build you a castle and adorn it with gold.. Hang crystal chandeliers, from ceilings that are cold. I can paint you a picture, with colours red and green.. But the day is fast approaching, when you will not be seen. I can read you bedtime stories, about fountains flowing free.. Where hazelnuts are eaten and honey is in tea. I can give you all my love and hug you with ease.. But as quick as a heartbeat, you will not do as you please. I can drown you in nectar and bathe you in milk.. Quench every thirst and clothe you in silk. I can bestow great white horses, to take you place to place.. But if you don't accept Jesus, you will never win this race.

My Praise Remains

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 My broken parts are not a mountain.. My flaws and faults are not a stain. My weary bones are not my seat.. So come now heaven, so we can meet. Up in arms, I toe the line.. As darkness closes, like cheapened wine. Take thou away, what ails inside.. That I might drink, from your fountain wide. Till time stands still, I am yours Oh Lord.. Though bruised and sore, you expand me broad. As shepherds watch their flock by night.. Like the breeze, I am your great delight. I fail in deed, so much at times.. Yet mercy comes, like bells which chimes. Though I try, to stay in line.. My praise remains, where I hope to dine. Consider my ways and keep my soul.. As I travel to paths, as yet unknown. In heaven I know, there is prepared.. A bed adorned, like roses red.

Time Is Never Late

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 Live and let live, are the words from a few.. Hate those who scorn you and embrace what is new. For as much as your morning, might come with much hate.. Do not be discouraged, for time is never late. Seek to do good, while breath can be found.. Turn aside your malice and reject what is bound. Unto the remnant, the Lord will transcend.. To break every fetter, with hope to the end. In every household, the murmurs may reside.. Quickened to give water, to the proud as the tide. Hate every evil and strife in your heart.. For the day is fast approaching, when wailing may be your cart. The highway to heaven, is not an easy path.. For trials and temptations, will paint you like art. Though you offer sacrifice, that is not enough.. Without your obedience, your giving will be tough.

My Time Here Is Dying

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 You woke me today, from my bed of hay.. With goodness and mercy, I got down on my knees to pray. Tired and worn, but powered with might.. Your plan and design, are all covered with light. How should I cope, if left on my own.. When fear multiplies and weakens my bone. Justly dividing, all staples from dues.. My time here is dying, to share the good news. My strong attachment, to faith in the Lord.. Intertwines with purpose, protected by His sword. Driven I shall be, to complete every task.. For the God that I serve, commands what I ask. Verily verily, I say unto me.. Where grace abounds, I am set free. Precious in the sight, of the Lord I will be.. Till every drop of heaven, sanctifies my tea.

Promises Of Love

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 The place of your feet, will bless you as you go.. As the cedars of Lebanon, become all you need to sow. Your gates will be open, through the night and the day.. For the chosen of the kingdom, will have a home  to stay. Your sons and your daughters, will meet with great pride.. For multitude of camels, will clothe you as a bride. With promises of love, I withhold not a trace.. That every step you make, you be strengthened for this race. My spirit deep within you, will call forth your heart.. For the peace I will give you, was given from the start. Though your sins be like scarlet, they shall be whiter than snow.. According to your deeds, you will reap what you sow. Lift up your eyes, and shine like the sun.. For behold in the darkness, you have already won. Forsaken and forgotten, are not in my plan.. For the scars that I carry, will show me you ran. Gather up your burdens and lay them at my feet.. And come inside my fortress, so you and I can meet. Let your faith arise, for ...

The Lord Is So Good

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 Time and time again, the Word of God is preached.. To those who have ears and to those beyond reach. Some pay attention and some laugh with scorn.. While way up in heaven, robes are ready to adorn. Five filled their lamps and were ready to behold.. As the bridegroom cometh, for the young and the old. Though the midnight hour, seemed a million miles away.. Their hearts were prepared, in the closet where they prayed. From Genesis to Revelation, the Lord is so good.. In words and in actions, through trials in the hood. While mercy keeps repeating, for good to prevail.. There are those who reject, the healing from their ail. Cometh love to save us, from sin and from shame.. Whether far in season, as pawns in the devil's game. Time and tide may fail us, but perfect love prevails.. Within the ark of safety, God is anchor with the sails.