I dropped to my knees in the dark of night
Broken down so no longer could I stand
My heart split in half begging for his sight
It hemorrhaged from my body to hand
He appeared with thunder and quaking earth
A presences which shook my very core
Innards of my body froze and rattled at once
Time stopped in place for it did not exist
All man’s invention became rudimentary
All life seemed to open with the heavens
I stood awed and ashamed to be in his presence
Never could I consider myself a clean man
Purity I had never witnessed lifted on high
On high before me, and I could not look
The sight too powerful for human eyes
To truly see him is too much for man
Lord God is too perfect for our eyes
Monday, August 30, 2010
Wednesday, August 25, 2010
Inspiration From A Morning Devotional
“Our Purpose”
Hand of the Lord laid upon our hearts
takes the fear from a soul which had,
Once surrendered to dark mal whispers
Conquered are those whispers by a kingdom
Life now becomes an adventure always seeking,
Searching for ways to serve his master plans,
Plans unthinkable to our earthly minds except for
Glimpses of the hope we may some day understand
Fears washed from the soul in a pool of water
We find ourselves craving his words to fill a hunger
Our bodies ache for his healing touch, joyous bliss
If asked to, we will lay down our lives for his plan
We fear no death in his presences for surely death,
Would only bring us closer to our father above
Our dilemma of reunion with our God, and our
Earthly suffering to spread his gospel is everlasting
Until the day of his return we shall brighten the darkness
Attract them like moths to a flame in the dark of night
Leading them into his presence, always with hope and love
In our hearts we shall serve a perfect God
Hand of the Lord laid upon our hearts
takes the fear from a soul which had,
Once surrendered to dark mal whispers
Conquered are those whispers by a kingdom
Life now becomes an adventure always seeking,
Searching for ways to serve his master plans,
Plans unthinkable to our earthly minds except for
Glimpses of the hope we may some day understand
Fears washed from the soul in a pool of water
We find ourselves craving his words to fill a hunger
Our bodies ache for his healing touch, joyous bliss
If asked to, we will lay down our lives for his plan
We fear no death in his presences for surely death,
Would only bring us closer to our father above
Our dilemma of reunion with our God, and our
Earthly suffering to spread his gospel is everlasting
Until the day of his return we shall brighten the darkness
Attract them like moths to a flame in the dark of night
Leading them into his presence, always with hope and love
In our hearts we shall serve a perfect God
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