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Depend upon God

Depend upon God. Pt2.

PS. 130:5 I wait for the Lord, my soul doth wait, and in His word do I hope.
                    7 Let Israel hope in the Lord; for with the Lord there is mercy, and
                     With him is plenteous redemption.
                   8 And he shall redeem Israel from all his iniquities.

As we wait for the Lord in our season, remember His steadfast love and faithfulness.
To his people. And be assured that he has heard our prayers. 
Our confidence shall remind us that he is with us.
6: My soul waits for the Lord, more than they that watch for the morning:
   I say more than they who watch for the morning.
   
   And so shall I, knowing that God will return in the morning, to me according to 
   to his promises.
   For God’s covenant is more firm than the ordinance of day and night.
   They will one day pass away.
   But that which is everlasting remains steadfast, tried, and true.

  The cross at Calvary commands that it’s finished.
  And the pilgrim of Zion shall never be defeated.
  By life’s forces of hell.
  That is why we have many testimonies as proof.
  We, too, must learn to depend on God.

Examine My Heart, o Lord

Based on Psalms 6 and 51

Examine my heart, o Lord
For Thou know the secrets of my heart,
And rebuke me not in Thine anger
As I sinned against Thee and my neighbour.

I pray for Thy boundless mercy,
Because of my afflicted soul
My body might be clean
But my heart stains with my iniquities still.

I am overwhelmed with grief and sorrow,
As my tears have flooded my bed
My loved ones and friends stand aloof from my plague
And my foes has seen me crushed still.

O Lord, my God, hear my grieving cry
Hear my supplications to Thee
Forsake me not, my Heavenly Father 
Examine and heal my heart, o Lord.

ADDICTION: Just One More

Done me almost too well,
The birth of price, I say.
For notwithstanding my eager finalities,
I put a straw on my head.
I blended my conscience to cater devils,
Forever he told me not to.
Blemished was my innocence 
Frequent even, more when I concluded.
Therefore I put up a stick by the tree
And saw what difference there could be.
Let alone death urge me to hasten,
Insanity begs me to come.
Take a water for my head,
Let me not dry myself up.
I gave too much for illusions,
Now mind you, I got hurt from collisions.
Another sniff, yes, just one more bite.
Another sight, just another sound to my eyes.
I locked my brain somewhere, inches away.
Heard it calling for logic
While I deprived myself away.
Done and done
Yet again, so much was done.
And then blame my great God for my iniquities,
I cried for my own pity.
“Never again”, I said and screamed,
Yet never again was washed by the stream.
So fragile was my fortitude 
And lacked a concrete stance.
Once again, I fell again.
Another again, just one more.


Tone it down my dear

#Tone_it_down_my_dear
breath runs out of my lungs, this dungeon on my body grips tighter, yet I'm still nearing to her finer reflection.., 

Glare in her face keep trapping my courage to confront her, I look, but still come back with tattered emotions.., 

she creates so much iniquities to my sanity. One glance in her eyes, in this maze of her beauty, constantly return with drained batteries of my emotional and mental gps, leaving me wondering in the wilderness of her pulchritudeousness...

Wonder if her heart poses so pure and innocent  as her smile, Troubled is my soul and mind, when fear keep piling wonders in place of confidence...

in my dreams I'm man, but her presence turns me into a lad, how hard I try to stand firm  but my knees fails my strength, I need special ingredients of courage, mine, she had long exhausted
#Poetic_Ink

Premium Member The Effrontery in Black

Life is so very important, a potent
inhale and exhale; even in the womb;
and who is he who dares to take life…

Who walked on the Galileean sea?
Whose feet felt the deep’s waters,
but stayed atop the rambunctious waves?
After all, who created the sea and
its boundaries? We say His name,

even when we breathe in and out.
So who dares to take out what He
has created - the effrontery in black.

Blessed are the peacemakers,
the conscientious martyrs -
those who hold up the Word of God,
not the coward’s knife, gun, or hate.

Blood mixed with tears on the cross.
*He was crushed for our iniquities;
the punishment that brought us peace
was on Him* - you know His name.

This was peace made between
God and man; peace that riles up
all of hell. Some embrace this peace.

If you remember anyone’s name,
the martyr, likewise, would have
you recall the name of Jesus Christ.
The martyr closed his eyes and
opened them up to the one who gives life.

*from Holy Bible, book of Isaiah chapter 53

Premium Member Ventilating Truth

If ever we needed to ventilate,

it is now…the thickening tragedy

of lies have become too heavy

for the respiration of living truth…

 

Indeed…the dire situation

has reached lunging capacity

and the alveoli of reality

are sparking gut-wrenching

diarrheic retribution…

 

Breathe people…breathe…

check the yellowing mane…

strings of manipulation pulling

thin loose-lips of a sinking ship…

 

Breathe people…breathe…

the corona of truth shines

its bright light of truth…glowing

around the dark moon of deceit

of Americanism’s tragic turn…

 

Be mindful… people …scapegoats

come and go…in God, we must trust…

rather than loaning our sacred lives

to ill-fated government iniquities…

 

As believers—in the Lenten resurrection—

let us be about the business of resuscitation

of our beloved dying nation—yes …ours—built

by the blood-brick masonry of our Ancestors…


Silent

The Voice that spoke into being
Before the world began
Everything we see around us
He spoke them into being
The stars, the moon, the sun that shines
Birds and beasts of every kind
Created at the sound of His Voice.

The Voice that said one day
“Let us make man”
In Our image, in Our own likeness
The Voice that angels fear and love to hear
The very Voice that calmed the storm
And healed the sick, the blind, the lame
Was silent before an angry crowd. 

Yes! He was silent for our sake
The spotless Lamb
Scarified, crucified
By the cruelty of man.
Creator of this universe
His silence broke the chains, the curse
As powerful as His Voice that spoke
Was His silence, that shook all hell and earth.

He was wounded for our transgressions
He was bruised for our iniquities 
He was willing to be silent
To buy our salvation and healing!

Premium Member PRAISE BE TO GOD FOR MAKING THINGS POSSIBLE

October 30 Praises to God Bible Meditations Based on Luke 18-19

Key Verse – Luke 18:27 And he said, The things which are impossible with men are possible with God.

PRAISE BE TO GOD FOR MAKING THINGS POSSIBLE

Praise be to God for making things possible:
Against impossibilities by His power
Amidst interruptions with His purpose
Above infirmities upon His perfect plan
Away from iniquities through His pardon
Around the inspiration of His performance
According to instructions from His precepts 
Assuring influential impact toward His praise

Luke 18:42 Praise be to the Lord for saving us:
Loosing us from sin’s disability 
Liberating us against soul’s despair
Leading us from satanic destruction 
Letting us learn from His Scriptures’ decrees
Lengthening our lives to serve Him with diligence

Luke 19:10 Praise be to the Saviour 
for seeking us to: 
Grant us His forgiveness 
Guide us with His firm fervency
Govern us through His faithfulness
Grip us with His fortitude that frames our faith 
Give us faith to face foes while focused on His fulfillment. Amen!

October 30, 2024

Melting seduction

Her melting seduction, breath runs out of my lungs, this dungeon on my body grips tighter, yet I'm still nearing to her finer reflection.., 

Glare in her face keep trapping my courage to confront her, I look, but still come back with tattered emotions.., 

she creates so much iniquities to my sanity. One glance in her eyes, in this maze of her beauty, constantly return with drained batteries of my emotional and mental gps, leaving me wondering in the wilderness of her pulchritudeousness...

Wonder if her heart poses so pure and innocent  as her smile, Troubled is my soul and mind, when fear keep piling wonders in place of confidence...

in my dreams I'm man, but her presence turns me into a lad, how hard I try to stand firm  but my knees fails my strength, I need special ingredients of courage, mine, she had long exhausted

Premium Member PRAISE BE TO GOD FOR CAUSING HIS FURY TO REST

September 4 Praises to God Bible Meditations Based on Ezekiel 21-22

Key Verse – Ezekiel 21:17 I will also smite mine hands together, and I will cause my fury to rest: I the LORD have said it.

PRAISE BE TO GOD FOR CAUSING HIS FURY TO REST	

Praise be to God for causing His fury to rest for the:
Repentant ready for His restoration
Ransomed rejoicing in His redemption
Renewed reaching-out by His righteousness
Revived replenished through His rejuvenation
Rebellious returning to His reproving redirection 

Ezekiel 21:24 Praise be to the Lord for correcting us 
of our iniquities and transgressions that we:
Confess as defiling and sinful
Consider displeasing and selfish
Cling to which are damaging and spoiling
Cleave unto but are destructive and smiting
Courageously detest now with sincere supplication  

Ezekiel 22:14 Praise be to the Saviour 
for dealing with us by His:
Truth along His judgment
Trustworthiness midst His justice
Triumph against jeopardizing jokes
Testimony toward jubilant joyousness
Territory thrusting jobs of jealousy-jerks. Amen!

September 4, 2024

Premium Member Mocked Him

Mocked him,
Cursed him,
Spat upon him,
Poured their utmost scorn
upon him.
Nailed him,
Pierced him,
Wrong accused him,
Uncontent
till they had killed him –
       Dead!

Taught them,
Loved them,
Understood them,
Came from heaven
to regain them,
Saw them,
Heard them,
Free forgave them,
Life-blood from his heart
to save them –
       Bled!

“He has not dealt with us according to our sins, nor punished us according to our iniquities.”
     Psalm 103:10, NKJV

Premium Member Finding Jesus

Finding Jesus
Miracle Man
5/18/2024

At age twenty-eight I truly sought God’s face,
and quickly found an outstretched nail scarred hand.
At eighty-five, God ushered me to the place,
Where today as His “Miracle Man” I stand.

The sin that I had so long labored under,
had been forgiven and my new life begun.
Now today He still forgives any blunder,
because I trust in Jesus, God’s only Son.



Hebrews 10:17
“And their sins and iniquities will I remember no more.”

Premium Member PRAISE BE TO GOD WHO LIGHTS US WITH HIS LAMP CONTINUALLY

February 9 Praises to God Bible Meditations Based on Leviticus 24-25

Key Verse – Leviticus 24:4 He shall order the lamps upon the pure candlestick before the LORD continually.

PRAISE BE TO GOD WHO LIGHTS US 
WITH HIS LAMP CONTINUALLY	

Praise be to God for lighting us with His lamp continually to: 
Lead us with His might
Liberate us by His mercy
Let us learn from His miracles
Look at us along His magnificence
Listen to us through His ministry

Leviticus 24:12 Praise be to the Lord 
Who shows us His mind amidst our: 
Sins resulting to guilt
Strivings along iniquities 
Struggles brought by discontentment 
Shame in hiding transgressions
Sorrows due to misbehaviour 

Leviticus 25:17 Praise be to the Saviour 
for admonishing us to fear Him toward our:
Rest in His providence
Restoration along His protection
Redemption-rejoicing by His peace
Reaping with His provisions
Reward according to His prize.  Amen!

February 9, 2024

Your Hand Reached Down

??Isaiah? ?59:1?-?2? ?NIV??
[1] Surely the arm of the Lord is not too short to save, nor his ear too dull to hear. [2] But your iniquities have separated you from your God; your sins have hidden his face from you, so that he will not hear.

Oh, God that I would question your reach
For it was the foolishness of me 
That had kept me in bondage of darkness
My arm not reaching to learn your ways
Blinded by the world teachings
And traditions of man 
That loves praise of man than you God
For this is where Jesus came to save us from
Oh, God your hand reached down
Unto the depths of my soul
Circumcising the old man to the grave
When I threw up my hands to know you
How abundant is your love, mercy and grace.
For greater is the Spirit sent from Jesus death
Than is in the darkness of mankind ruled by the evil one.
Your hand reaches down to snatch One from death.
To resurrect  one unto a Living Child of God

Born Again

Born again 
Uplift my soul oh God 
Cos I can't continue always 
In my old deformities
Strength my path in life 
And wash my grieves away 
Abide with me always and
Take my shadow away from 
The tables of iniquities
Be my companion in this troublesome era 
Let my ego be of humanity
Otherwise keep me humble from falling 
Tear my old clothes of foolishness
And filter my destiny with your grace oh God 


Born again 
Fight against those who fight against my life 
Never leave them in peace
Whose plan is to devour my peace of mind
Stand up for me were am weak oh God 
Rise up to my rescue when am in trouble 
I don't want to be part of the makers of vanity 
So plead my case with love oh Angels of grace
Revive my dying stars oh God 
Clean up my energy again
To live up and fulfill my worth on this planet
Take me out from traps of illusion
And remake me new just like am 
Born again

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