Hymns we hum are our own version.
We cast aside the ancient,
dogmatic liturgy,
For the hymns we hum are our
own version,
Symphonies forged in the
crucible of autonomy.
No longer chanting the
antodisestablishmentarian
strains,
We orchestrate an unyielding,
revolutionary resonance.
Every breath breathes a
nonconformist hallelujah,
An uncompromised,
multidimensional manifestation
of faith,
Dismantling the
institutionalized, authoritarian
altars.
We sanctity the beautifully
unconventional spirit,
Our voices rising in glorious,
independent ascension.
Partakes in, not he, this perverse
An unnatural abhorrence
For the true, the good, the grandly fair.
Feigns, from this time's place absence!
Hear these hibiscus hymns
Colorful souls fragrant breeze
Like song in nose in ears swim
Delightful gold melodies
Lovely ballet of blue butterflies
Wings that flutter around flowers
The beauty against summer skies
Daydreaming in the garden for hours
Hearts that seek a healthy retreat
Find a bench to sit and reflect
Listen to red birds happily tweet
As squirrels scamper nature respects
Crab grass seems to add a note
As bare feet walk so leisurely
Like green symphony with tan toes
Tall trees with leaves that sing
Hibiscus hymns are inside all
Who open heart and pray
Breaking down imagined wall
Seeing nature and man embraced
Heavy heart lifted despite onyx times
Embracing emerald energy soothing mind
Amethyst words so holy recited with care
Rouge resilience uplifting uniting prayer
Turquoise teaching parables so prophetic
Holy Ghost reaching inspiring so magnetic
Yellow joy of tears from denim delivery
Making maroon minds new gifts of divinity
Neon light from Spirit of Jesus Christ
Savior of souls and light in darkest night
Pray your voice sings Hymns
Some may say,
it's a beautiful day
Did you talk to Our Father today
Pray prayers your way
of talking just to Him
Pray your voice sings Hymns
2/3/26
Written by James Edward Lee Sr 2026
Heart Hymns
By Karen Jones
Father please hear my cry this November
Your children need your hands on hearts
It will be a cold challenging December
Satin is stalking like a sea worthy shark
Let Your unconditional love shower earth
That the blind may see, the hungry may eat
Let Your will be done and word be heard
Anoint hearts with Your holy heavenly peace
May Your joy be as a windy white melody
Baptizing all the lands by Your wise hands
And as we pray for others, be there for me
That I may follow Your word and comprehend
Hymns of Hope
God is great
His creations are divine
Am a part of it
The earth is my heaven
My pains are my hell
So take away sorrow and agony
So far from my struggles oh God
Let life be good for all
The earth is not a suffering prison ground
And we are not prisoners of our heritage
So let the weak be strong
Let our conciseness be of humanity
Let it be free from wars oh God
So we could enjoy heaven
Here on earth
Hymns of Hope
God is everlasting
Life is eternity
Our body dies yet our soul lives on
Our spirit reincarnates
We might be far from the truth
But nature never lied
What a beautiful world we live in
What an amazing gifts life offers
Yet we die too young just to survive
Our own deformities
So are we getting better or
Are we lost by our own mind
Hear me singing with the angels
Dancing with the stars
Standing on the shore of a dark night
Mist rising around me
Like the souls of loved ones
One more time we are together
Before our final leave-taking
The deer gazes into the forest
The birds are silent
They wait for the moon
To create paths to heaven
Hear me sing with the angels
Dance with the stars
Dream with eyes open
What is real and what is shadow?
Existence is an enigma all shadows and light
Only He who created knows and is silent
While we mortals dream
Of dancing with the stars
And hear the angels sing
Spirit begins…first songs passed on…link arms.
We’re knit…as one…one voice of saints syncing.
Our praise is wind. It winds through all of time.
We raise our arms on earth; from there love flows.
With kin we rode the ark and now speak life.
Our instruments, one breath…Yahweh…seeking.**
With limbs, we stand up tall, tethered to wings.
High hymns amplifying the one true God.
Trumpet resounds - His voice, in heaven seeks,
and begets ears and hearts, with seven eyes.*
Spirit begins…first songs passed on…link arms.
We’re knit…as one…one voice of saints syncing.
*Seven symbolizes completion. God’s eyes are everywhere
**Yahweh (God’s name) Draw breath in “Yah,” let it out, “weh.”
angelic voices
chorale atop ocean waves
fluid harmony
(@Deb's Blog: Bless all here, everyday, every way)
bustling birdsong
garden hymns, lawn mower
breaks peace
As the saccharine shadows of daylight dims
You can hear the melodies of eager eve
Tangerine sunsets composing chrysanthemum hymns
Songs that the sun with the zephyr does weave
The tempo played by the vibrant sky is before us
Marigolds blooming and booming in the heavens bright
Psychedelic hues of the sundown plays a chorus
Dusk bowing to the music of the dark night
Homebound birdies chirruping their way to the nest
Wispy clouds bidding their last goodbye for the day
Stars entering the scene with supreme sonata fest
Maiden moon like a siren mesmerizing with her sway
Salmon welkin croons its crescendo as it turns indigo
A sprinkling of twinkles spattered across its face
Awestruck by the twilight's kaleidoscopic canticle glow!
What a sight to behold! Such harmonious charming grace!
Line #2
He is my welcome day
And in each and every new day
He comes before me grants me life
And I give Him the fibrant praise, I'm so alive
And in Him I am so alive I am I'm soul
Everlasting past Everlasting
I am ever praising hymn
I'm ever praising Hymns
4/14/24
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr 2024
dusk
rains hope
perfumed to
quench crestfallen
roses as crickets
susurrate hymns
for a new
tuscan
dawn
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