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Hailing from the tribe of Judah
King David was both a warrior and a poet
Who wrote the book of Psalms
His pen flowed with beautiful verses
King David was a man after God's own heart
When he slew Goliath that set him apart
He was annointed to be Israel's King
Though the lust in his heart caused him to sin
Saul envied him, and wanted to hurt him
But he was divinely protected anywhere he fled
From his line would come the King of Kings
Who gave us salvation and healing
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David, as you take this time to care for your wife
My thoughts and prayers are with you and your family.
Wishing all the best as she convalesces.
on Tuesday May 18th Mount Lebanon's Rev. Shaun Lee read from the book of Psalms
and then inquired of us "Who Do You Think Needs God?"
on Wednesday May 19th the Rev. Dr. Green of Universal talked about "The Love Of God"
which he referred to from the books of Luke and John
on Thursday May 20th Rev. Stanislaus of the church of St. John did convey
about "What Are The Odds?" when the Lord God leads your way
on Tuesday June 1st Rev. Miller of Brown Memorial used the book of Genesis
to tell us about "A Victory For A Visionist"
on Wednesday June 2nd with a word from 1st Peter New Jerusalem's Rev. Dr. Rice
told us how to paint "A Portrait Of A Pastor" whom for the Lord gives his life
on Thursday June 3rd we celebrated and honored our 1st Lady Mrs. Angela Farr-Griffin
and between our Youth and Christ's Fellowship's Rev. Dr. Kelly
we now know how to "Deal With Unanswered Prayers" in our daily living
It's been six nights of praise and worship and all the Choirs were on point
celebrating and honoring the Pastor and his wife whom the Lord God did anoint
on Sunday June 6th we concluded the celebration
and Pastor Griffin himself gave the Proclaimation
to the Rev. Dr. Arlee Griffin and Dr. Angela Farr-Griffin his devoted wife
we love you, we thank you, we appreciate you both for being faithful servant of Christ
Let the people of the world say
Some of them say there ain’t no way in…
With all the troubles and turmoil in this day
Seems like there ain’t no way, ain’t no way
Let the church say, Amen
Let the people of this world pray more;
Let the church say, Amen
Let us stand and affirm on God’s holy word
Let the voice of Christ unite us;
Let the book of Psalms, excite us;
Let’s sing, unto our King Let’s sing praises to God
Hallelujah to the Father
Hallelujah to the Son
Hallelujah glory to the heavens
Hallelujah to each of us the angels and everyone
Mercies graces
God displaces
Jesus died for everyone
So that none us would fall…
Hallelujah to the Father
Hallelujah to the Son
Hallelujah glory to the heavens
Hallelujah to each of us the angels and everyone
Let the people of the world say
Some of them say there ain’t no way in…
With all the troubles and turmoil in this day
Seems like there ain’t no way, ain’t no way
Let the church say, Amen
Let the people of this world pray more;
Let the church say, Amen
And if you all believe in all He’s done;
Come on
And sing, alleluia
And Say Amen. . .
1/28/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2020©
From anthology “Praise Worthy”
The Beloved comes to you as your own voice.
All questions answered before all spoken.
The key to silence is the open door.
The Beloved sings on the high roof
where all minds hover.
She speaks in the flowering chamber,
the one that is all windows
the one that is the pulse,
the stem of Her life in you.
She helps you read the unwritten.
Adds you in every moment
into Her book of Psalms,
turns your page
that you may see
there is just one,
and it has no corners.
She has news of yourself,
reveals it in lightning bolts
of discovery
makes you as naked as the wind
in Her hair.
Then you thank yourself
for being Her
and being there.
Just as the elements within our lives are inevitable to intercede
There are also uncontrolled forces that have to circle the world
Pride, envy, gluttony, lust, sloth, wrath, and greed
These 7 deadly sins are sold more than the blooded diamonds and pearls
With prayer and faith I stand next to my mother.
And with undoubted submission I'd give anything for my sister.
I'll forever go to war for and with my brother.
But ever since Cain killed Abel, family's have killed, and killers get richer.
Lord when you gather your souls back please grant us your mercy
Grab our hearts with the inner core of your palms.
We drink from a cup but Revelations still leaves us thirsty.
Deliver me like the light you spoke of in the beautiful book of Psalms.
Wash the pain, suffering, and betrayal from our flesh.
Let your light dry away the history of grieving within tears.
Invite me to throw away my sins as I ask with all my chest.
And forgive man as I will forgive myself when your flood crosses near.
A fleeting moment in time,
Is all I need for this rhyme,
Perhaps 10 minutes, no more
Sit in your armchair, close your eyes,
And to your utmost surprise,
Your life flashes past like an express train,
Happy moments with unimaginable joy,
Horribly sad ones, like the day
I lost my baby boy.
Where does each year go, life is greedy,
And definitely always needy,
Progress demands youth takes over the reins,
What will become of us,
Next week you or I are forty,
And in a decade we will be fifty,
Birthday cards sent to us,
Inappropriately witty,
You’re on the downhill now sis or bro,
You have to settle for second best,
Along with all of the rest.
You work you slog, but at sixty five
You are retired, what to do with each day,
Such a drag, but we all love poetry,
So we will never be solitary.
Soon we will be 3 score year and ten,
Our lifetime over, says The Book of Psalms
Psalm 90 verse 10, this is an older translation.
Today’s verse 10, has been adapted
Into many a version.
We wonder, how did we become so vulnerable,
We reach eighty,
And then ninety,
We could have dementia, our minds quite muddled
The way forward, every day a sad venture,
Or we could be arthritic or have Parkinson’s,
Chronic pneumonia, had an accident and
Broke our back,
At this age the cards stack,
Against us.
One day we can’t breath, rushed to hospital,
The family, children and grandchildren abound
No regrets, life has been profound,
We heave an accepting sigh,
As a tear rolls down from our eye,
Have we any regrets, is this that
Moment in time, you, means all of us,
And we and us, means as it does,
So you, us and we,
Means also my and me.
My husband, also sick, whispers, let go
My love, I’ll see you soon.
He lies next to me,
I feel cold, the clock strikes three,
It is mid afternoon,
Finally, my spirit leaves my spent body,
Hovering above my bed,
I wish I could tell them hey, stop crying,
Life is a journey,
And so is dying.
A cool ocean breeze with the waves at its knees
Brings a chill til the sun heats the sand
And then I shall dive to see fish so alive
Too pretty to die at my hand
These coconut palms and this old book of psalms
Offer nourishment and useful kindling
I was not taught to read but I have to concede
Books are handy when campfires are dwindling
I gaze at the grave of my parents, so brave
Such a beautiful place to be lain
They said watch the distance and those azure skies
Be prepared for a ship or a plane
They said this adventure could make me a man
“But whatever you do… do the prep.”
And, Hey! there’s a plane and I check again
Where I’ve laid out some shells to spell HLEP