Best Faithvoice Poems


My Oracle

When hectic life overtook me
And I wandered on pathways unknown
Away from light, into the night
I think I needed a God
I asked for strength
I asked for wisdom
And then the oracle shone
And then the oracle shone
From the deep depth of my slumber
I woke to white light
Like a child in the wildest forest
The morning sun peeped in
A soft and soothing voice
Held me dear to him
And then the oracle shone
And then the oracle shone
I stood up and tried to find
The voice divine, the voice divine
In a flash it illumined my soul
And my heart opened wide

Pop My Collar Like Lafonze!

This bipolarness is killing me man
one moment I'm happy the nxet I'm sad
don't get us talkin bout the good book
scriptures you think you undersand, the ones
we mis-understood.
I thought the voices were devine dude
probaly one of you screwing around
with my head.

Pop my collar like Lafonze!

was pointing everyone out but all
the right people
come to find out the bad guys were
the ones who so quiet
can't work together or have unity
inless it against one of their own
They walk around all day taunting me 
with middle fingers
I could be crazy.. like the voice who told
Eli to go west
Like the voice who told Jeremiah about
the destruction
Like the voice who told Danial to prophecy
All the instruments of illusion including a few
sighting of my own?
Coming together for a doubtful future
the same Christ spoke about with his deciples.
Toward evil I just

Pop my collar like Lafonze!

I'm cool about man
cool like a fan
I got angels on my side
about the amount of sand
Yall aint doing nothing
making fools out ya selves
and for nothing

its cool

Pop My Collar Like Lafonze!

The Voice of One Crying

“The voice of One crying in the desert speaks:
Marko, 1.3:
Isaiah, 40:3;


And here The One is coming…

A child in this winter
or in some other one
in the pound is drawing.
The water accepts everything,
forgets, washes up.
A name and a voice.
The voice leaves hunger.
Feeds up – the name.
The water everything forgets.

Carve me out of fire!


The Voice of Jesus

The voice of jesus as he speaks to his children, is so sweet and gentle it is like a breez on a 
warm summers day.

It is like a gentle rain, falling down from heaven, so refreshing so cooling on the skin. The 
voice of jesus is like the waves gently lapping on some shore far away.

The voice of jesus is the still small voice, that you hear when you settle and still yourself in 
silence.  Be still lewt him speak to your heart today.

Joy

Is in the delivery
Is in the heart and soul
Is in the purple and blue package

In the twist and roll
In the release of baggage
In the middle of bag end

Hearing the voice in the silence
Hearing the voice warning against sin
Hearing the voice in the distance when the race is about to begin again

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