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The Wonders of His Right Hand

You built me up with majestic grace You appeal to my seven senses, A gift granted by my Lord You were my illuminating halo Midnight marvels are painted in the ebony skies An abyss that enlightens your starlight Once again, I’m having hot and cold flashes Dashes of shame and dread drown me so But, I know God is watching over me He listens to my prayers – I yelp for help Misfortune’s tune blossoms internally This loneliness feels good to me, so let me go Let me grow like the daisies in the field of faithfulness I will show you wonders, said He I accept His helping hand in sunlit glee His right hand, wrinkly with knowledge and good works, reaches for my own The glistening auras, surrounding His marvelous form, shows me that He understands I’ve been stuck in place for so long, But, someday, I will be free in space, singing a joyous song The wonders of His right hand amaze me to the extreme Is this a dream? Tell me, oh Lord of Accord, is this a dream? I was breaking by the seams He immediately mended my broken dreams The days are slower than usual – I’ll try to fly I’m the sick boy, watching the traffic zip on by You reveal to me years of my bottled tears and endless cheers Cheers to that! Cheers for the miracles that you granted me for years Punished justly by my sins – thank you, Father, for forgiving me Forget me not when I am an elder, Drinking in Your beautiful knowledge and paradise – I’m a peace-dweller Thanks for the food on the table, Though I be emotional instable I sinned freely and I was guilty of several crimes in my life Tragedy strikes me like lightning and remorse cuts me like a knife All my life, I’ve been searching for that mystery lover God said to me, “Be patient, son of mine…” I told Him in response foolishly, “I thought I was as worthless as swine” “Quit your crying and keep your promises You told me a billion times that you’d quit that cycle of sin – do you understand? Clean up what’s deep within – delete all negative messages Dwell with me and take my Helping Hand and walk with me to the Promiseland.” “Okay, oh Lord of Accord… I’ve been stabbed by this sword- This sword of guilt for a very long time; But, with you, I’ll have the time of my life – Life in the Kingdom will be so sublime.” “Good…you are the light of the world. Illuminate others and show them the Way. Don’t corrupt them and I pray That you’ll so well in the long run.” The wonders of His right hand Unraveled the terrific promiseland! Thank you with my whole heart I’m no longer torn apart By depression’s hold “Be bold, you’re strong You don’t feel like you belong, But always remember – if you need my help, just ask and you’ll receive”

Copyright © | Year Posted 2014




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Date: 12/1/2014 8:46:00 PM
Your state of soul is stout againgst the shove of sorrow my friend. God's love is strongest on hurtng hearts. When you understand why you suffer then you'll know what your mission is J.W.M. The intensity of your Faith is young and true. J.A.B.
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