Lyric Prayer Poems

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In you alone my mind is rest
For from only you I seek comfort
In my back and front
You're the ultimate strength
And within my voicing
And all my day's doing
I glorify you
Why am I fill with gloomy gladness?
Since whoever believes in you
And dwells within your words
Shall swims in extremity of blissfulness
The low high door of progress
Which I all the time knock
Since you own the key to man's good luck
Let mine be opened wide as you spread soil
Since the truism is you own all
And you're but one
That dwells high above the horizon
And having vast eyes that see entire
Since you know of unspoken words
Beyond imagination of it thinker
Let all my wish be granted
Since you're a man and a woman
Although we predict you're a man
For all man is head or front
Since you're the oldest
That no one ever sees
Only know who you really are
Bless me with unending happiness
Since you're the world's ruler
That rule lives beneath the water
And lives upon the ground
And lives within the air
And lives high above the heaven
Rain upon me your grace
And drench me with goodness
Rain upon me your grace
And drench me with goodness

Copyright © Afolabi Muideen | Year Posted 2015




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VELA (CANDLE)First Spanish version, scroll down for English)
Yo ser‚ para ti.
Toda la vida que me queda la vivir‚ para ti
y cuando el tiempo haya terminado,
morir‚ por ti.
Dir‚ tu nombre
en cada vela que encienda, respirar‚ tu nombre.
Te susurrar‚,
cada oraci¢n que diga ser  siempre parte de ti.

Por toda la eternidad,
y as¡ ha sido y ser  siempre, 
y cuando deje este mundo,
aquello vendr  conmigo
en la luz de una vela.
Todo el mundo sigue girando, haciendo el d¡a y la noche,
y de la oscuridad a la luz,
ser s siempre parte de cada oraci¢n que yo diga.

Yo ser‚ para ti.
Como una fresca quebrada de la monta¤a que se desborda por ti
como una c lida brisa de verano
entre los  rboles para ti.
En el brillo de una vela,
todo lo que he sido o llegue a ser 
por toda la eternidad,
tu ser s parte de todo lo que yo haga siempre.
Yo ser‚ para ti.  

					
					Traducci¢n: Emilio J. Saavedra M.     CANDLE	
I will be for you.
All my life that is left, I will live for you,
and when time has run out,
I will die for you.
I will speak your name
in each candle that I light, I will breath your name.
I will whisper you,
every prayer I ever say will be part of you.

For eternity,
and forever it has been, and will always be,
and when I leave this world,
it will go with me.
In a candle light
all the world keeps on turning, making day and night,
and from dark to light,
you'll be part of every prayer that ever comes from me.

I will be for you.
Like a cool mountain spring that overflows for you
like a warm summer breeze 
through the trees for you.
In a candle glow,
everything I've ever been or will ever be
for eternity,
you'll be part of everything I ever do.
I will be for you.
© Ron Wilson aka Vee Bdosa the doylestown poet

Copyright © Vee Bdosa | Year Posted 2012

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(Dedicated to and in memory of the 
children who were killed in the 
Connecticut school shooting.)


Remember bells and keep your eyes 
from crying,
from the sights that held your 
screams today.
Leave your stolen dreams taped to 
the windows
and live each one until you fade 
away...

And should you need the words of 
sweet
St. Agnes.
Weeping as she says a prayer for 
you.
Standing with St. Nicholas on the 
threshold
Hoping you won't have to 
understand...
Why your mommy cries with folks 
around her,
And your daddy's head hangs to the 
ground.

And should you need the words of 
sweet
St. Agnes.
As she spreads her arms for you 
today
and all her fellow saints offer their 
verses.
Because today she cannot find the 
words to say.

Farewell now, sleep well and keep on 
smiling.
Twenty crayons, left upon the 
ground.
Farewell now, we promise to 
remember...
that twenty crayons have fallen 
down.

Copyright © Audonus Taylor | Year Posted 2012




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                                      Born in sin, 
                                innocent some say,
               Silent the night, as it creeps on into day.
                        A Silent plea for forgiveness,
                         a silent sin, a sin of silence, 
                                      silent friend

…                             Souls silently praying, 
                           In silence,  a silent prayer is
                                            Saying.
                                           Save me…

                            In silence I cry, Silently I die….
                                      Pray for silence, 
                                   Silently pray twice
                                      A silent prayer

                                             Saying,
                                           Save me….

Copyright © David Caldera | Year Posted 2008

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As lilies are arrayed,
So might an angel
Bestowed upon me
May delightfully be.
That her wings will
Be softer than silk
In my calloused and
Undeserving hands.
That her beauty may
Bloom as a field of
Sweetly scented flowers.
As a rose that wilts not, 
So shall the gentleness
Of her loving embrace
Be forever felt upon
My beating chest.
As the fluffiness of
White hydrangeas,
Pedestaled, enthroned
In a palace of gold,
So shall my queen—
Elegant, wondrous—
Be loved.

Copyright © Daniel Handschuh | Year Posted 2017

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Brokenness is nothing new to me
Life without hope is all I've seen
This road I've walked upon called life
This is my war, this is my fight
But through the pain, God gave me beauty through the rain

Oh baby can you please tell me what's on your mind
I truly believe God created our paths to intertwine
You are something different, something beautiful inside 
The very thoughts of you makes my heart come alive 
I don't know what the future holds 
But I want to spend it with you as our lives unfold
One promise I can swear
Baby I don't want to lose this answered prayer

I'm not the easiest person to love 
I often forget my worth from up above 
I'll push people away because I think I deserve the pain
I guess it's easier than you think to be content in chains
But I've learned that it's selfish to think I'm not enough 
When so many people offer me their love

Oh baby can you please tell me what's on your mind
I truly believe God created our paths to intertwine 
You are something different, something beautiful inside 
The very thoughts of you makes my heart come alive 
I don't know what the future holds 
But I want to spend it with you as our lives unfold 
I know I can't go to fast
Because I want us to be built on something that will last
But one promise I can swear
Baby I don't want to lose this answered prayer

Copyright © Zach Mitchell | Year Posted 2016

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                        Children play, and so they should.
                        For some, on legs, now made of wood.
                        As mankind fights, where love once stood.
                        Do you hear me?  Do you hear me?

                        Prophets come, and prophets go.
                        In boats, they row, against the flow.
                        To warn, the quick, but we're too slow.
                        Do you hear me?  Do you hear me?

                        It's time, we learn, from our mistakes.
                        To be, not one, who instigates.
                        And come, to know, the higher stakes.
                        Do you hear me?  Do you hear me?

                        For God, sent down, a working plan.
                        And spread, the news, throughout the land.
                        To carry us barefoot through the sand.
                        Do you hear me?  Do you hear me?

                        Is peace, a state, or just a word?
                        To be, our fate, it must be heard.
                        All this hate, is so absurd.
                        Do you hear me?  Do you hear me?

                        It's not, too late, to bind this wound.
                        An angel's harp is always tuned.
                        Just listen and we won't be doomed.
                        Do you hear me?  Do you hear me?

                        He's asking us to break his bread.
                        To heed, the words, that must be said.
                        To feed, our souls, and keep them fed.
                        Do you hear me?  Do you hear me?

                        Salvation comes to those who care.
                        A gift, we get, when lives we spare.
                        Let's all, hold hands, and say this prayer.
                        Do you hear me?  Do you hear me?
                        Do you hear me?  Do you hear me?
                                    Do you hear me?

                                   Written:  12/28/16
            (Inspired by the song, "Hallelujah," by Leonard Cohen)

Copyright © Richard Olson | Year Posted 2016

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                                        >God has sent you here to me,
                                          i said a prayer, He heard my plea
                                          so now I have you in my life,
                                          to be together without strife;
                                          I want to hold you for all times,
                                          to sit here all day to write you rhymes;
                                          to let you know ,how much I care
                                          always wish I could be there:
                                          I want to squeeze  and tease you,
                                          always try to please you;
                                          I want to be smothered by your kisses,
                                          always grant your daily wishes;
                                          long to caress and stroke your  hair,
                                          make your life, have no worry or care.

Copyright © Ronald Karzmarczyk | Year Posted 2011

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O, God of mercy and The Word, Be merciful to me. Who keeps Your eye on each small bird, I pray watch over me. O, God of healing and of pow'r, Send balm to soothe my pain. Who puts perfume in ev'ry flow'r, Renew my strength again.
May be sung to the tune AMAZING GRACE or AMERICA THE BEAUTIFUL. CMD (common meter doubled)

Copyright © Anita Harris | Year Posted 2017

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 This depression, got me down;
Seems like no one cares, no ones around;

Feeling, sad and so blue;
Seems like, I don't have you;

Lord, I don't have, have you;

I prayed
just prayed
and still
have no way to show for what you have said
so over and over again. . . I pray

I just found out;
I began having doubts;

My mind it's clout? ? ?
What am I doing that's. . . .

what's wrong with you God
Do you hear me calling you, Lord;
What am I to do OH!!  so I repent of myself, and just held myself and I, I, just...

I prayed
just prayed
and still
have no way to show for what you have said, what you do or did;
so over and over again. . . I just prayed

All I ever needed is a forgiving someone;
And a love of mine own;
so I stop sheading these tears I'm crying;
Need to stand up and be a Godly man(woman);

so I prayed
just prayed
and still prayed forever and a day
Lord, God I'll let you have your way in my life come here do what you do what's may cause all I want to do is just
Pray

And I fell on my knees;
 And cried out to the Lord please;
Please save me, save me, save me;

so I prayed
just prayed
and still good God almighty I am entitled to pray and stay in the will of His and be one of many child's so I fall on my knees over and o'ver agin and just 
Pray

I close my eyes with a sincere heart;
myself bleeds and I stay in His presents;
He embraces me caress me forgiving me He engulfs me in His agape love;

and I prayed
and I prayed
and I prayed and asked for forgiveness
each and every second, minute, hour, morning, noon, night, (always)


and I prayed
just prayed
and I prayed
for the answers
and I prayed for blessings;
and I prayed for longevity;
and I prayed to be with Him, forever in Heaven;
and I prayed for you;
will you pray for me to;
May God bless those that read these words;
so I prayed
for your life
and I prayed
that everything will be alright
and I prayed
for all mankind
and when things get you down
and no one seems to care
just go inside your closet and stay..
just pray
this I pray
and I prayed

Written by James Edward Lee Sr. June 21 2017(c)
 From the forth coming anthology  "Really" 2017(c)

Copyright © James Edward Lee Sr. | Year Posted 2017

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I am at once pleased and saddened that I have taken your life,oh great creature 
of the forest.

I am pleased because I have invested many years honing my woods lore and 
shooting skills for this final result.

I am saddened because I have killed one of God's most beautiful creatures for 
uncertain reasons.

I don't need your flesh to sustain my family nor your hide to clothe them.  

I question myself constantly because I seem to focus an inordinate amount of 
time day-dreaming about forthcoming hunts and re-enacting old hunts in my 
head.

I question why I am obsessed with checking and re-checking my hunting 
equipment as the fall days shorten.

I question why I expose myself to the abuse of the natural elements--drenching 
rain, freezing snow and biting winds, waiting for you to materialize.

I especially question this hidden force of ancient origins that drives me to take 
your life.

I am satisfied that I have not killed just for the sake of killing--that there is 
something deeper, more spiritural at stake.  Perhaps I'm attempting to capture a 
modicum of your nobility, your sheer beauty and ability to live free, for myself.

Regardless of the answers to these probing questions and as I kneel next to 
your lifeless body, I do ask for your forgiveness and promise that your mortal 
remains will not be wasted and that the cherished memories of this hunt will 
remain with me for the balance of my life.

Copyright © Richard Manly | Year Posted 2006

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When the role is called up yonder
We will never from him wander 
We will praise, our voices raise
When the Father stands before us
And he crowns his own victorious 
We will sing, our voices ring.

And forever and forever and forever and a day
I shall never stop to sing this song of praises I will say
Praise the Lord God almighty Father, son and Holy Ghost
Praise to Jesus,…….my precious host.

When I stand before his Glory
I shall hear my life’s sad story
And shall plea, on bended knee
Then when Jesus says he washed me
With his blood and now I am free
I will raise, and shout his praise.

And forever and forever and forever and a day
We shall never stop to sing this song of praises and will say
Praise the Lord God almighty Father, son and Holy Ghost
Praise to Jesus,…….our precious host.


Written by Brenda Meier-Hans 
09.21.2014
Contest: Poems of Praise
Catie Lindsey

Copyright © Brenda Meier-Hans | Year Posted 2014

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Let the words I speak 
Be unto you
Let the one I seek
Be only you
And let my heart beat
Beat for you
And let my soul 
Burn for you
Til I'm consumed 
Until I'm consumed
.
Won't you take all of me
Until your image in me 
is all you see 
But You won't take what I won't give 
And my sin won't die until You live
Inside of me 
I feel I'm hangin by a thread
This old man just isn't dead
I keep reviving him instead of trusting You
.
So Let the words I speak 
Be unto you
Let the one I seek
Be only you
And let my heart beat
Beat for you
And let my soul 
Burn for you
Til I'm consumed 
Until I'm consumed
.
And when my day comes
To an end
And I look back at where I have been
Many roads I've traveled
Sure took a wrong turn now and then
I need You just as much right now, as I did back then
.
So Let the words I speak 
Be unto you
Let the one I seek
Be only you
And let my heart beat
Beat for you
And let my soul 
Burn for you
Til I'm consumed 
Until I'm consumed
.
Let there never be a doubt
That You changed me from the inside out 
It was only You all along
I could never be that strong 
On my own 
.
Let the words I speak 
Be unto you
Let the one I seek
Be only you
And let my heart beat
Beat for you
And let my soul 
Burn for you
Til I'm consumed 
Until I'm consumed
Until everything in me
Looks just like You

Copyright © Kelly Crenshaw | Year Posted 2015

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Teach each of us Lord, thy loving ways,
On our own we just complicate things.
We experience bitterness and malaise,
Cleanse us Lord from what today brings.

The surgery you do requires no sutures,
In changing hearts that are as stone.
Because you have insight into our futures,
When in the valley's we're never alone.

We oft dig our heels in questioning a thing,
As a reluctant doer we're not being smart.
From God, we know, our blessings spring,
A Christian should always follow his heart.























Copyright © Tom Wright | Year Posted 2013

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Crown of Thorns
A trace of thorns you are on my body, I am an eternal traveller, never stopping. You are the bitter predicament of my comfort, Traces of sensual pleasures - The mist of a veil is my constant reminder. You wound the stubble of my heartly thorns, I stand alone on the dusty conflagration Gazing towards an endless void, I am bridled with the burning pain of the thorns... My gaze tirelessly roves, Prickly are the thorns, With malediction entwined... I am drowning in a sweaty torrent, I am plunging into thorny depths, bloody and overworked from the struggle, I yield myself to the decision of fate.

Copyright © Rinaldo DiRicchardi | Year Posted 2012

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Little Prayer   by JT Curtis   for Craig Cornishs' Contest

Where is my life’s glow  
Where do my tears flow
Where does the love go, I send to you
Does it just lie there or does it reach you 
And somehow teach you how I miss you

I know you hear me
I know you see me
I know you are free, but now I'm blue
Can you come get me 
And take me with you,  
We’ll be together, floating in air

 It’s just my little prayer

If you believe me then please receive me
Reach out your hand and I’ll be there
I can’t stop trying, there’s no denying 
How much I care

I know you hear me
I know you see me
I know you are free, but now I'm blue
Can you come get me 
And take me with you,  
We’ll be together, floating in air

 It’s just my little prayer

instrumental

chorus  

If you believe me then please receive me 
Reach out your hand and I’ll be there
I can’t stop trying, there’s no denying 
I hope you will share----- in this my little prayer

Copyright © Jerry T Curtis | Year Posted 2015

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BY
STREET CRIES

MY SEARCH FOR ANSWER LEAD ME TO YOUR BOOK OF LIFE
FEELING CONFUSED AS DAY TURNS TO NIGHT
GUILTINESS OF THE ACCUSED DIMS MY LIGHT 
AT TIMES I DON'T KNOW WITCH WAY TO CHOOSE IN THIS FIGHT
SPIRITUALLY ABUSED TRYING TO DO WHAT'S RIGHT
I LOOK TO YOU TO LEAD ME THOUGH WHAT I GO THOUGH
MY TRUST IN YOU GROWS AS YOU PROVE TO SHOW
UNCONDITIONAL LOVE THAT I AM BEGINNING TO KNOW
YOU OPEN MY EYES TO LIGHT THAT I SEE
THANK YOU FATHER FOR PLACING YOU HANDS ON ME
MOLDING ME TO BE THE TYPE OF MAN YOU WANT ME TO BE
GLORIFYING YOUR NAME AS I RUN TO MY DESTINY
SEARCHING FOR SALVATION RECIPE
AFTER ALL I HAVE DONE YOU STILL SEE THE BEST IN ME 
AT TIMES ITS HARD TO BELIEVE YOU'VE FORGIVEN ME
BUT YOU CONTINUALLY SHOW ME YOUR LOVE AND GRACE 
COVERS ME 
FOR THAT REASON I WRITE PRAISE POETRY 
FOR THE REST OF MY DAYS GIVE YOU THE GLORY
I KNOW YOUR POWER GOES BEFORE ME 
CLEARING THE PATH YOU LAY BEFORE ME
HUMBLY I PRAY TO THEE 
ACKNOWLEDGING YOUR ROYALTY
THE PRESENTS OF YOUR HOLY SPIRIT 
MAKES ME REACT JOYFULLY
ITS A JOY TO BE A CHILD OF HIS MAJESTY 
LIVING LIFE MORE ABUNDANTLY WITH OUT BOUNDARIES
EXCEEDING ANY WEAPON FORMED AGAINST ME 
SPIRITUALLY CONNECTED TO YOUR DYNASTY
BECAUSE THE WORDS OF A KING LIVES INSIDE OF ME

Copyright © Street Cries | Year Posted 2015

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Verge of Collapse…

I look around me at friends and enemies
Unable to really tell who is who?
A handshake with one hand
And a back stab with the other
Depending on which will suit their needs...

I fall prey to the theory that all men are good
A fool in the darkness is what I’ve become
A change in the making for better or for worse
I will stand alone, apart from the others
As much as I’ve done for the people I know
No thought of myself getting anything in return
The benefit of others was my only cause
Now for the benefit of myself and only those I love

I have been living on the verge of collapse
Carrying the weight of my world
Bend till I break on the verge of collapse
Carrying the weight of the world…

Wolves in sheep skin that I have let in
In the den of the devil I now see deep within
Beneath the surface I see the true face
Of the demon inside that must be erased
So hard to be truthful yet so easy to lie
So hard to tell by the look in their eyes
Time is the keeper that will set all truths free
And somewhere in time they will have to face me

I have been living on the verge of collapse
Carrying the weight of my world
Bend till I break on the verge of collapse
Carrying the weight of the world…

Sins of the past always come back to haunt me
Though I’ve forgiven anyone against me
In my heart I have changed for the better I think
But my soul I thought cleansed is still on the brink
Pray to my God for an end to this dream
More of a nightmare than I could believe
To do right, to work hard, and at the end of the day
Be at peace with myself, again in silence I pray…

I have been living on the verge of collapse
Carrying the weight of the world...

Copyright © Michael Domaracki | Year Posted 2014

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FOREVER JESUS I lift my hands up, Up! Up! Praise and glory my sing! I wave them high, high! HIGH! thanks and honor my hymn! I. My hearts on joyful fire Jesus, my Saviour! my desire! Spirits soar to the sky Jesus for my sin, He sacrifice I lift my hands up, Up! Up! Praise and glory my sing I wave them high, high! High! thanks and honor my hymn! II. Your love, it save my soul! How dear you take me whole! Your light, showed freedom So sweet in every season Bridge: Forever, My King and God Forever, My greatest Love (c) 9:21 PM September 27, 2014 ** Inspired by: Colossians 3:16 - Let the word of Christ dwell in you richly in all wisdom; teaching and admonishing one another in psalms and hymns and spiritual songs, singing with grace in your hearts to the Lord. Psalms 96:1-9 - O sing unto the LORD a new song: sing unto the LORD, all the earth...

Copyright © Olive Eloisa Guillermo | Year Posted 2014

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My little prayer I’m praying now is just to hold you, 
Even though I don’t see how.
I’m saying now, not knowing how I never told you, 
(Brief vocal interlude)

I really meant to say goodbye;
I never knew I’d be so, so far away.
I couldn’t wake you, but I should have waked you
All just to say, “My dearest Kaylie, goodbye.”
I should at least have laid a kiss
Upon your peaceful sleeping face.
Wish I could tell you how much I miss
Your charming grace.

And so I pray an angel now
Would place those kisses upon your sleeping brow.
He’ll fly above you, he’ll say, “I love you;”
He’ll say the pretty things I kneel to pray—
And hold you.
(Instrumental and vocal interlude)

My little prayer I’m praying now is just to hold you,
Even though I don’t see how.
I’m saying now, dear Kaylie, how I wish I’d told you.




[Written as lyrics to Diana Yukawa's "Little Prayer"]
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7IUYEwabRwk

Copyright © Isaiah Zerbst | Year Posted 2015

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How to save characters

 

How to save character tonight and forever

Not to enter into the hell of verses

Not to suffer as I then

Angels not to paint with the broken wings

To not feel pain nowhere and never as I do

To redo the prayer and say besides I love you

 

There have entered into rhymes or words and scribblings

Love of a great hopes or disappointments

Beliefs or infidelity, ego rusted in a misery

Romances, dreams and the road solitude

And the poet repeatedly above sufferings sow only love

Kingdom of Prayers, dimensions beyond brilliance

 

Oh Lord how to save them but not bleed the muse

There enter and leave people without invitation, masks, friends and evils

Hot to save them without being wounded within my verses

In the chronicle of beauty and evil, in the secrets and betrayals

In mysteries, ancient symbolism murderous passions

Not entering or leaving except for goodness planetary prayers

Copyright © bekim tocani | Year Posted 2012

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Lord, a storm is raging- in our mist
Our nation suffers- with its twists
I know you see these roots of evil, don’t you?
We spend our time- getting ahead 
We’ve lost sight- of the blood you shed
With hope we raise our voice with Hallelujahs
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah

There are children hungry- in our streets
The population- ignores the weak
But you send your angels in their mist, now don’t you
There are murders committed -in our land
It’s time for us- to take a stand
Please hear our pleas in these broken Hallelujahs
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah

Reparations needed- for wicked deeds
Twas with sinful lust- evil bare its seeds
We need cleansing from immorality, please won’t you?
As we bend our knees- and bow our heads
We lay our plight- at your feet instead
Our prayers not lost within our Hallelujahs
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah

The signs that you -are coming soon
Have been preached for years- with sudden doom
But with loving hands you’ll save your children, won’t you.
You’ll pluck your flowers from the weeds
Salvation winning over sinful deeds
With our faith we raise our voices in Hallelujah  
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah

With humbled heart and meek attitude
We come to you, with our gratitude
And raise our voice with joyful Hallelujahs
Salvation bought with your blood depleted
Victory was won with death defeated
Your brides await the bridegroom, Hallelujah!!
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah

Written for a Members Contest to write a lyric to the tune of Leonard Cohen’s “Hallelujah”
I decided to keep the Hallelujah’s in place because I think we need to hear more “Hallelujahs” in our world today. 
*No infringement intended on Leonard Cohen’s original verses of “Hallelujah”.  

Copyright © Debra Squyres | Year Posted 2013

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Lord, I would be like Your own sweet Rose
when underneath the world's vain rush
I have been bruised; a wounded thrush,
whose song is trapped within its throat,
who cannot lift to voice one note
its weary head and sorrow knows.

Though I be trampled beneath the throngs
of grasping, pleasure seeking souls
and waves of pain high in me roll,
I would be crushed in silence, deep,
that even my inmost soul would keep
and whisper not of how was wronged.

But ever, as with vengeance black,
they tramp the petals, limp and torn,
would send forth fragrance, sweet and warm,
and bless the feet of that mad crowd,
beneath their onslaught remain bowed
and by Your love turn hatred back.

It was Your wounding, sacred Rose,
the fragrance of Your love for me
blown by the winds of infamy
down from that dark hill, Calvary,
that brought Your passion home to me
and feeds the flower which in me grows.

© 1987, Faye Lanham Gibson

Copyright © Faye Gibson | Year Posted 2014

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Its never too easy, 
to take control of life, 
and steer it vividly, 
away from the obstacles that seek to drive,
you off the rail, 
to fall short and in pain, 
with no more strength to carry on another day. 

We steer too fast, 
and our lives are bound, 
to get out of control, 
and we lose it all by a single breath.

We steer too slow, 
and our hearts are bound, 
to yearn for more,
lest we miss out on our goal. 

We steer perfect, 
and our patience will guide, 
us through to a perfect life, 
the purpose of mankind. 

And so I pray, 
that God's will be shown each day,
for my eyes to open, 
and my heart to steer my life out in the open, 
For my hands to hold still,
and fill with grip, 
to hold steady the wheel. 
I pray that the road be smooth, 
for He creates the perfect path, 
perfect for the purpose I serve, 
till I reach the destination I yearn, 
for it's Him that knows better. 

Amen.

Copyright © Edd Dino | Year Posted 2014

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Lord, I need not prove my worth to man, By driving a brand new car. For the one that thou hast given, Still takes me near and far. Lord, I have no need for a newer house, To satisfy ego or my pride. For the one that thou provided, Can be warm or cool inside. Lord, For larger closets I have no need, In which new clothes to store. For what you've give still suffice, And I've your promise of more. Lord, I need not do one single thing, Proving to others that I can, It's important only that they see, Your love in me for my fellow man. Lord, A frugal lifestyle teach me to live, In all that you would have me be, Being content wherein I'm blessed, Giving praise and thanks unto thee. Lord, May I not seek the praises of men, Nor be found doing for show. But be at peace within my heart, Being enough Lord, that You know.

Copyright © Tom Wright | Year Posted 2008

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I seek to love You for Yourself,
not for the profit I will gain;
if prison walls are all I know,
my love should grow and never wane.
Within myself I have not strength 
to love You, Lord, the way I ought;
but if I yield my all to Thee
then You can do what I could not.

I love You, Lord, no more than I
love those who closely share my life;
and if at them I take offense
or pleasure find in any strife,
I have not learned to love at all.
So often I have failed the test
when most I thought I really loved;
Lord, I would learn Your way is best.

I must have You! Oh, more and more,
I need Your presence in my heart;
I cannot have too much of You!
It seems I've just begun to start
to know the fullness of Your life.
Your way of love is far too high
for my poor heart to comprehend.
I need Your love; my love must die.

So love Yourself, my God, through me,
and may my life a channel be
where love in rivers, calm and clear,
Flows on in true simplicity.
Cut deep the gorge within my heart;
the stony contents wear away.
let fountains of Your love and joy
burst forth and brighten someone's way.

Faye Lanham Gibson
Copyright, 1987

Copyright © Faye Gibson | Year Posted 2014

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When I was young I thought I knew 
How to talk and speak with you 
But time has put a wedge between
My angel, conscience, inner being.
I spoke to you , I spoke to you

The one who told me right from wrong,
Comforted me all day long. 
Helped me choose which way to go,
When undecided, I didn't know.
I spoke to you. I spoke to you.

Some call you Gabriel, 
My Guardian Angel, I did tell,
My hopes,my fears,my dreams to be,
Untold to others was free with thee.
I spoke to you, I spoke to you.

Comfortable, believing that you were there,
To guide me through every prayer.
You had a name I knew it then,
I said it time and time again.
I spoke to you, I spoke to you 

I was a child of seven or eight,
I knew when called I need not wait
For you my angel to appear 
To clear my conscience and my fear
I spoke to you, I spoke to you.

The older I grew, less time was spent
Talking to you,trying to vent
Friends became closer to me,
I shared more with them and left you be
I spoke to you, I spoke to you.

Now as I'm in the prime of life
Mother to my son, no longer a wife,
I wonder late at night if you
Will answer my questions like you used to do
I spoke to you, I spoke to you

Afraid to test, afraid to fail,
Wanting and hoping you did not bail 
Praying that your still at my side
To light, to guard,to rule and guide. 
I spoke to you, I spoke to you.

My faith has told me you are here.
Watching me and always near.
My pride, my walls have come down
Last night,I spoke with no one around.
I spoke to you, I spoke to you.

My Guardian Angel you were there
You listened and helped with every prayer,
My hopeless feelings lonely, just me
Ended last night when you returned to me
I spoke to you, I spoke to you
I"ll speak to you, yes speak with you. 






Copyright © Jennifer Marie Oliver | Year Posted 2013

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Dear Ladies and Gentlemen,
Can you feel the adrenaline
'Cause I formally invite you
To my summer night cruise

It is dress to impress
So bloke's put on your coat and vest
And girls slip into your best clothes
as well as your stilettos

We will be rocking the boat
and sowing a few wild oats
From Seven-thirty to midnight
So please be flirty and nice 

There will be great food and drinks
As mister Dj spins and syncs
and lets the vivacious mood sink
On January Nineteenth

Copyright © Mike Conway | Year Posted 2013

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If I pass through Gethsemane
to writhe in cold, dark agony,
if Fear's hounds track me through the night
till like a wounded fawn in fright
I thrash through forests, strange, unknown,
that seem so far away from home,
would love in me grow weak and die?
would stones of hatred be piled high
to mark the plot, engraved by Shame,
"It was here that love at last was slain!"
Would my heart lie entombed, content,
or would the stones by Love be rent,
and Love o'er Hate triumphant pour
because the sting of death Christ bore?

Or if my love were crucified,
rejected, left to bleed and die,
if Sorrow pierced my fainting heart
with every bitter, burning dart,
I pray that love would stand the test;
that while my soul Grief did molest,
I would not stoop to hate the foe,
but yield to pain that Love might flow.
Would Love in me refuse to die
and live again though crucified?
Oh, that the seed felled by Hate's cry
through suffering would multiply
and rise to reap the greater store
because my Love your sorrows bore.

© 1987, Faye Lanham Gibson

Copyright © Faye Gibson | Year Posted 2014

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Written June 6, 2013


The preacher read the gospel
And we sank into our tears
Tearing down the curtain
We've been behind for all these years

A baby leaves its mother
An angel drops its wings
Leave me bound against the wall
Dangling by a string

Sitting by the window
Hoping she'll remember me
Sitting by the window
Contemplating memories

Resolve your inhibitions
And you'll find me in the garden
Where the flowers drink champagne
And God is in the rain

Copyright © Brandon Carter | Year Posted 2013