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That Still Small Voice

In still small voice you spoke to me
And whispered oh, so earnestly
“Be careful, child, this will not do
You wander far for pastures new…

Be careful, child, I know your heart
I know what lies in every part
Your longings only I can fill
And yet you go; I whisper still

Come back to me and be at peace
With me your every storm will cease
My child, you are my precious one
Why choose the night and not the SON!”

You spoke to me in a still small voice
But I still longed to make the choice
I wanted to feel wildly free
The one I hurt was only me

Yes, I got hurt when I denied
The truth you spoke, and so I cried
To keep me safe, you placed a hedge
You promised love in blood tinged pledge

The still small voice, I didn’t heed
My heart left bare to scar and bleed
And yet you whisper sweet to me
“I’m still here child, to set you free.

So long ago, I came to earth
You’ll soon be thinking of my birth
I left all heaven, just for you
I had to prove my love was true”

Your still small voice I can now hear
And though I’ve wandered, you are near
I hear you whisper to my heart
Lord, hold me close and never part

Eileen Manassian


Two key verses play a part in this prayer. One is a thought that I touched on in previous writes. God puts a hedge around those whom He loves to protect them...We sometimes choose to break down that hedge, and we suffer the consequences. 

Psalms 13: 5 - 6
You have hedged me behind and before,
And laid Your hand upon me.
Such knowledge is too wonderful for me;
It is high, I cannot attain it.


Another thought is about how God speaks to us. He speaks to us through nature, though other believers, through His word, and sometimes...its that small voice that whispers in our ear. That's how it was with the prophet Elijah. He was afraid and was in hiding. God had plans for him. 

1 Kings 19:11-13New International Version (NIV)

11 The Lord said, “Go out and stand on the mountain in the presence of the Lord, for the Lord is about to pass by.”

Then a great and powerful wind tore the mountains apart and shattered the rocks before the Lord, but the Lord was not in the wind. After the wind there was an earthquake, but the Lord was not in the earthquake. 12 After the earthquake came a fire, but the Lord was not in the fire. And after the fire came a gentle whisper. 13 When Elijah heard it, he pulled his cloak over his face and went out and stood at the mouth of the cave.

Then a voice said to him, “What are you doing here, Elijah?”


The King James Version mentions...a still small voice. Yes, He still speaks to us...but do we listen? 

Copyright © Eileen Manassian

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Prayer

This morning I woke up and bend my knees
To enter the highest of holy place
Here from my Patmos to see the Shekinah seas
And taste the eucharist of grace.

I am praying man, for prayer is the only eye
I have to see the things unseen
The promise of choral trumpets in the sky
When from this life I am weaned.

Sometimes day's burden invisible gets heavy here
Until I lift my prayer up
When suddenly cares like clouds disappear
From the proffered cup.

O I bend my knees to give HIM thanks, to ask
For favors for my friends
And in HIS peace awhile with HIM to bask
Till blessing for my children descends.

I pray for country too, and strangers far unknown
That they for therapy could shake
Some compassion from compassion's throne
And know the joy I have awake.

Copyright © L'nass Shango

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ANGEL PRAYER




On these earthly shores,
I sojourn with heart;
Seeking to know more
What beauty now starts.


Listen as I pray,
Dear angel of mine:
Guide my path each day
To know love divine.


Through good and bad times,
Love as best I can;
Watch reason string rhymes,
In clear tact and plan.


Let each day explore
Life's sparkling insights:
Miracles restore
That eternal light.


Bring me peace of mind
With calm poise of heart;
Let good thoughts align
A wholesome sure art.


Angel of pure light,
Be with me this day
As I seek clear sight
In work, rest and play.


As joy shapes fond peace,
May journeys show proof;
May love fund increase
With grand, lively truth.


May the living light
Show the middle way;
As rapture makes right,
Love uplifts each day.


Let truth inspire sight
With a cheery face;
Let true love bring light
With amazing grace.



Leon Enriquez
21 September 2014
Singapore

Copyright © Leon Enriquez

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Heaven's Grocery Store

Marching down life’s highway, my feet became very sore
I then came upon a sign that read “Heaven’s Grocery Store”
When I got closer the doors swung open wide
Next thing I knew I was standing there inside
I saw a flock of angels positioned everywhere
They handed me a basket and said, “Child shop with care.”
Everything a human required was in that grocery store
With many commodities to carry, you could always come back for more
First I acquired some Patience; Love was in that same row
Further down was Understanding, you require that everywhere you go
I grabbed a box of Wisdom and Faith, a bag or two
And obtained Charity of course but more than just a few
And then reached for Courage to help me run this wicked race
My basket was almost full but remembered some loving Grace
I then chose Salvation for it was advertised as free
I tried to collect enough of that for both you and me
Then I started to the counter to pay my grocery bill
For I thought I had everything to do the Master’s will
As I went up the aisle, I saw Prayer and proceeded put that in
For I knew when I stepped outside I was bound to encounter sin
Peace and Joy were plentiful, the last thing on that shelf
Song and Praise were hanging near so I just helped myself
Then I asked an angel, “Now how much do I owe?”
She smiled and said, “Just take them wherever you may go.”
Again I asked, “No really, how much do I owe?”
“My child,” she said, “God paid your bill a long time ago.”
 

Copyright © Adam Kirkhoff

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A Ripple In Time

An angel kissed a ripple
Onto a glassy sea
And in that very instant
A baby came to be

A hundred times she kissed it
A hundred thousand more
Each time the troubled surface
More troubled than before

The ripples started crossing
And people crossing too
In time made each their ripple
Like as that ocean blue

So here is my petition
Oh Jesus, hear my plea!
That all my parting wavelets
Be marked in time for Thee

Copyright © Isaiah Zerbst

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Choose 2000 Gods or Free Will

Eeney meany is what I will say
Which God shall I pray to today
It all depends on how I fee
And which one gives the better deal..

Copyright © Ken Duddle

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Temptation

I'm bombarded by temptation 
So many delectable treats
Yet all the things that I desire
Are not just things that I can eat

As I watch my Television
I see the lives I'd like to lead
My life seems so ordinary
Temptation, says that's what I need

To live in exotic places
Wield power like a magic stick
Lost in erotic images
Dissatisfaction is her trick

Temptation, she's so alluring
As these thoughts they assault my mind
With great skill she wields her power
Yet it's my heart that makes me blind

In the end she's not my master
With God's strength I can look away
Those things that looked delectable
Seem less alluring when I pray

Copyright © Richard Lamoureux

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I can can see for miles

I hoped that bird could have stayed,
It’s cloaked behind decisions I’ve made.
A few feathers and sand, the price is paid,
As they slip away the memory fades…

One of the feathers I use to write.
It grants me vision where there was no sight.
A beacon to guide me out of the night,
I shall squeeze by, though it’s rather tight…

The words it reveals become part of me,
These sunken eyes still can see.
With a wing and a prayer I shall be,
The words in turn shall set me free…

One day I wish and hope to fly,
Sometimes the moment just passes by.
I know that I must, so I will try,
This is when I soar through the sky…

Meanwhile time passes through my fingers.
Everything’s gone only a little taste lingers.
Still with my friends I can’t help but smile.
From way up here, I can see for miles…

Copyright © Mark Russell

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I Serve The Lord

I serve the Lord
	By the things I do
            	I am his servant
                       		 These words are true
My eyes have seen things
          Only evil men know
          		My heart has lived places
                       		 Only evil men go
My mind has thought things
	Only evil men think
            	My lips have tasted things
                        	Only evil men drink
I have lived places
	Only evil men live
		I have gave orders
                       		Only evil men give
I once traded my soul
	To live in a flask
            	I lived in the shadows
                       		Adorned with a mask
My truth is my honor
	My words are my plight
	 	I serve the Lord
			By the words that I write
I no longer grow old
	By the light of the moon
            	No longer is my soul
			Swimming in a spoon
I serve the Lord
	By the things that I do
		Have no doubt in your heart
			These words are true
Once in a miracle
	Through the words of a rhyme
		A sinner found Christ
			And stopped doing time
Set free on a mission
	To enlighten your soul
		I follow the Lord
			In search of my goal
The man that I was
	No longer exist
		He died the first time
			My wife and I kissed
Inside of a box
	I decided to pray
		Stepping out of the darkness
			  Embracing the day
I serve the Lord
	Through the words I write
		Your soul is my mission
			Serving God is my plight
I don’t criticize or judge
	That’s just not my way
		I simply bow my head
			And for everyone I pray
The prayer is quite simple
	It’s a spiritual bath
		I just ask the Lord
			To enlighten your path
The brighter the light
	The lighter the Son
		When this life is over
			This job will be done
I follow the Lord 
	He guides my path
		It’s all very simple
			No complicated math
I serve the Lord
	In all that I do
		If you wish to know why
			It’s because I love you



Copyright © Michael Jordan

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A Prayer of a Footballer

O Lord! Thou art my Coach
I shall never be defeated
 Strengthen me for this game
As I humble call on your name 

Invigorate my heart, mind and body
When I fall, pick me up and energize me
Grant me the tenacity to win every ball
And courage to stand whatever befall

Yea, though my opponents frighten me
Like roaring Lions out of their den
My great Coach always inspires me
Your pep talk! Your word! Uplifts me

Though fear and despair bites me
Like venomous snakes out of the shadow
My Lord is with me everywhere I go
You prepare a strategy to defeat my foe

When the final whistle is blown
And the team heads to the dressing room
May my Lord, the great Coach when He calls my name
Say “Gideon! You played like a Lion, you played the game” 

And surely victory, glory and goodness 
Will hunt me all the days of my life
And I shall look up to my Coach forever
Walking with me now and ever!

The Poet Preacher © 2014

Ps 18:39 My Coach has fortified me with strength [energy, power, strategy, capability] for the battle [big game, contest, combat]: He has subdued [vanquished, beaten, massacred, overpowered] my opponents.

Copyright © Gideon Foli

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Lifting Me Up

My heart is on Your shoulders,
And You are lifting me up.
With every spoken tender gesture,
I fall a little farther in love.

Copyright © Kevin C. Martin

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Never Erased

Eternal faith;
Love in His name.
Saved by grace;
Never erased.

Copyright © Kevin C. Martin

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12 O'Clock 12 O'Clock 12 O'Clock



12 o'clock... 12 o'clock... 12 o'clock! How do you set this damn clock Thought of bashing it to bits with a hammer To get the damn flashing to stop Always assumed I was quite intelligent But technology has me bamboozled Tried reading the manual but that didn't work To comprehend, from my brain came refusal My smart ass ten year old nephew happened by "Not a problem dear uncle, I'll fix it" Two minutes later, the damn flashing stopped Felt dorkish and kind of a twit My fervent prayer which I possess without malice Is for technology to bury this young geek In a deluge of bits and bytes and firewalls Till he no longer can get a good night's sleep! © Jack Ellison 2012

Copyright © Jack Ellison

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Thanksgiving Day Prayer

Thanksgiving Day Prayer Today, dear Lord, we gather here In fellowship and love, Mindful of the wondrous gifts That come from thee above. For this feast we thank thee Lord… For health that here abounds… For love that fills and warms our hearts… For children’s happy sounds. For shelter of our cozy homes For freedom of this land For right to live the life we choose For nature’s bounty, grand. These blessings you bestow on us Outshine all want and strife. We thank thee Lord for this day, We thank thee Lord, for life. © Sandra M. Haight 2014 All Rights Reserved

Copyright © Sandra Haight

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Choices To Face

I have some choices to face,
But these are not my decisions to make.
God told me what He wants me to do;
He said, "Listen, Son, I have a plan for you."

Copyright © Kevin C. Martin

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Not The Same Without You

It's not the same without you;
The days are rainy and the nights are blue.
My heart is crying and God is too,
But we are smiling, waiting here for you.

Copyright © Kevin C. Martin

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Fallen Victim

I have fallen victim so many times
To nobody's fault except only mine.
I will ask for forgiveness and have faith,
Even though I feel like I am not saved.

Copyright © Kevin C. Martin

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God's At His Computer

With all the texting that we do,

God's still waiting to hear from you.

And while you're reading your e-mails,

God's picking up His knee-mails.

Copyright © Darlene Gifford

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Enjoy This Place

Follow your dreams and follow your heart;
God has shown you the path to start.
Never give up and always have faith;
Do what you love and enjoy this place!

Copyright © Kevin C. Martin

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Decisions

Lord, I do not know what to do;
Please, lead me by Your side.
Decisions I'm facing are lost and through;
Please, lead me to do what's right.

Copyright © Kevin C. Martin

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Beautiful, Glorious Day

Run, run, run and give it all up!
Into His arms, commend your love!
Through Him, you are saved!
What a beautiful, glorious day!

Copyright © Kevin C. Martin

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A Psalm for the Prisoner

O Lord, hear my simple cry;
set this weary captive free!
For I’m condemned by my past,
imprisoned by the dungeon of me.

Break the restraints of attachment
that are distressing my soul -
Destroy the chains of my ignorance,
which continue to undermine Your control.

Forcefully storm the stony gates
that shelter the stronghold of my heart.
Let the destructive plague be swept away!
I thirst for Your Presence, as the woodland hart.

The shadow of Your magnificent wings,
protect me from the terrors of the night.
Shine Your Light into my spirit, thus allowing me…
To firmly stand by faith and not by human sight.

Lord, I offer this pledge to You -
Yours, are my love and humble devotion,
in exchange for your unerring counsel
and my acceptance of Your Salvation.

For now, a sentry of angels surround me,
forming a holy prayer circle of peace.
Embrace me with Your loving kindness,
as I desire… Your permanent release.


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Author Notes:

Loosely based on:

Psalm 91, Hebrews 11:1, Luke 4:18, Psalm 102:20, John 8:12,31-36, Psalm 42:1-2

Learn more about me and my poetry at:
http://www.squidoo.com/book-isbn-1419650513/

Copyright © Joseph Breunig 3rd

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My Christmas Miracle

. If I could have a Christmas miracle, I would surely like to go Back to Mama’s bounteous table And the ones that I loved so. My dear daddy would still be there, My brothers and my son, My young husband and my mama Before the sad times had begun. And because this is a miracle, My sweet granddaughter too, Would be sitting by her grandpa Whom in life she never knew. My daddy would give the prayer of thanks, The rest would say amen. When all the food was passed around Grand feasting would begin. Every morsel would taste just like it did, When I was an active child And had whetted up my appetite With hours of running wild. My brothers would do some joshing, My daddy would joke a bit. With so much love around that table You could stick a fork in it. Not another thing could I ask for Nor more blessings from above, It I could have a day again Of such pure and endless love.

Copyright © Joyce Johnson

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The Robbery

Rob me of my purity,
But once again it's all my fault;
Fell into the trap of false promises
Because I pressed play instead of pause.

Copyright © Kevin C. Martin

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Safe

It's like a weight lifted off of my heart;
I am no longer torn apart.
Thank God you are safe;
Everything is okay.

Copyright © Kevin C. Martin

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A TREE IN WINTER

The tree stood stark and lonely,
All naked in the cold.
Her branches bare, her lovely leaves,
The breath of Winter stole.

In spite of all she stood yet proud,
Her branches raised to Heaven,
A silent prayer in her heart,
For Winter's sleep to lessen,

The pain she felt amid the cold,
The biting wind so cruel,
And please let not some human come,
And use her wood for fuel.

Then the winter queen looked down,
On Tree with sympathy,
And gave to her a lovely gown,
Of snow in symmetry.

Now the tree stands all adorned,
In glowing winter grandeur,
And all who see her stand in awe,
Of Tree in Winter's splendor.




Thanks to Phyllis Babcock for her poem "TREE" which inspired this one.

Copyright © Judy Ball

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Blessed Peace


I pray tonight for peace. You know,
the Blessed kind, God’s hands bestow.
Touch mother’s soul, can’t find her here.
She’s waiting there. My dad is near.

Her body’s shell can barely walk,
nor understand when others talk.
It’s painful watching life dissolve.
Bring peace and let her soul evolve.

And thank you God for everything,
all treasures wrought through you, our King.
Bless all the souls in need tonight.
Oh mighty God, our guiding light.

Amen

Copyright © Janet Vick

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Shield

I hope my mistakes don't return to haunt me;
God, I pray, send your angels to guard me.
When the days I stray away from the plan,
Please, reach from the heavens with a helping hand.





©2014 Honestly JT

Copyright © Honestly J.T.

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12 o'clock 12 o'clock 12 o'clock

12 o'clock... 12 o'clock... 12 o'clock! How does one set the damn clock Had to put a sheet on my new clock radio To get the damn flashing to stop Thought I was smart, quite intelligent But technology has me all bamboozled Tried reading the manual that comes with the unit To comprehend, from my brain came refusal My smart ass ten year old nephew came by "Not a problem dear uncle, I'll fix it" A minute and a half later, the damn flashing stopped Felt dorkish and kind of a twit My fervent prayer which I offer without malice That technology buries this young geek In a deluge of bits and bytes and firewalls Till no longer he can get a night's sleep! © Jack Ellison 2012

Copyright © Jack Ellison

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The Wife's Prayer

This dear man has made a promise
To love me and me alone.
Let me not ever forget that 
Nor the promise of my own.

He has expected me to give him
All the love he'll ever need
May we never fail the other
And our oaths be true indeed.

Let me not take love for granted.
Help me watch the words I say.
Let him know he is as cherished
As he was our wedding day.

Copyright © Joyce Johnson