Come Forth Poems - Poems about Come Forth

????Dear One Come Forth-- Dearest one, sons and daughters; Of the most High God ????Elohim ; Covenant giver faith deliverer; Good grace in mercy heaven story; Dear One come forth I embrace the favor of You O' Lord; I embrace the one you've given me God; For your purpose, for you honor, and your glory; In advance everso thankful; Dear One cone forth For leading me...

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A day in a night that has changed A twenty-four hour period God stands outside of time He watches over all things Although I am one of His offerings I am His A week has come and gone The universe still sets above I am encased, embraced in His arms I am a child of the living King He reigns on heaven and earth Elohim creator...

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And wilt Thou yet be found? And may I still draw near? From the hymn “And wilt Thou yet be found” by Charles Wesley When darkness carves a path Your heading, sad remorse Now lost the aftermath Oh, let His light come forth Where empty feelings fall Each breath a tethered force And angry echoes call Oh, let His light come forth As...

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Self U bring on misery, come forth World Y you come to destroy me come forth Satan U do try to deceive me I rebuke Help me O Lord Jesus I'm your subject and as the world neglects I do interject I confess Self U no good to me World Y are not my friend U C Satan git thee behind me Come forth, love,...

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Lord, I ask not if these bones can live; ...

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What may I salvage of your life? Ten years this loop of frazzled tape has traced my mind, replaying memory and asking "what if" questions of the avant garde... as if they were the music in a stubborn theatre, fly gallery of shadows racing through, longing to make sense of it. What did I miss-- the something more I seek? Let me...

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COME FORTH "Call Master!" Swollen eyes prove disbelief. The eerie aura of cruel silent grave in titanic fence for cadaver’s save. "Why us?" They thought the night-rider’s the thief: Covert – the Victor cogitated this grief to glory in Laz’rus – who’s a death’s slave. Peace and tiff his kith and kin rather crave- to sing joyful songs hid in sorrow brief. He titled...

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They walk like zombies...possessed by what they know not They dream empty dreams...no passion, no desires I watch from afar...guarded by my safe haven They all look like movie stars to me... they move in motions that look scripted to the letter I pity them, but my pity is useless...wasted on the ones not needing...

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Sing to me, a verse Address my heart it will dance Poetry is love...

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The taking of the pen in hand to write of what I see, the lines that come forth through inward demand remain the best expressions of me. Never old and ever changing are the words upon each page. Never limitless are my options for the world is viewed as a stage. Of various people from all walks of life to...

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