Long Hallelujah Poems
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When you arrive at Gibeah of God, where the garrison of the Philistines is located, you will meet a band of prophets coming down from the place of worship. They will be playing a harp, a tambourine, a flute, and a lyre, and they will be prophesying. 1 Samuel 10:5
David, together with the commanders of the army, set apart some of the sons of Asaph, Heman and Jeduthun for the ministry of prophesying, accompanied by harps, lyres and cymbals. 1 Chronicles 25:1
But now bring me a harpist.” While the harpist was playing, the hand of the LORD came on Elisha. 2 Kings 3:15
BRING ME A HARPIST
To quiet the soul, worship the King.
He resides on heaven’s throne.
He’s far above the earthzone.
Can you hear the plink of lyre and harp,
the filigree waft of the flute,
feel the lissome shake of the tambourine,
as they quicken
your heart past the pearly gates?
A calm and quiet place,
peace beyond all understanding,
as the fires break out and war overwhelms
mortal inhabitants…the peaceful stir
of Christ’s sleeve and hem of adoration.
Angels arrive on location,
drawn to the praise of imperfect steps,
their staircase unseen
but the melodic notes lift
their knees, their feet
as if men too had angel’s wings.
Praise cannot see the visible,
every eye closed, the scent of Eden
better than any royal rose-laden path.
God’s camp comes with sweet music
on fingers, lips, against the thigh,
in the oxygenated air — shuts the mouth
of lions, freezes frenetic fire, parts the seas.
The hand of the Lord arrives
as the music comes alive
and mankind opens his mouth
and prophecies.
Almighty calm curtails the dragon’s tail.
Zephyr of minted-praise tamps its breath.
*Hallelujah!
Let everything that has breath praise the Lord.
Hallelujah!*
2/15/2022
*to* from Psalm 150
Poetry Challenge Day Three
Poem Number 21
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Thank Goodness for the OTCs
Relieving coughs, sniffles and sneeze
Ibuprofen for the fever
So thankful for this pain reliever
And answered prayers
Through Acedominaphrin
Hallelujah, and amen
Blessed through modern medicine!
P.C. Poem #22
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We've rested almost through the day
But now I am quite pleased to say
This mighty mean and nasty flu
Tonight is feeling almost through
The painful throbbing in my head
Abated now, I'm up from bed!
You can hear HIM whisper, beneath the wind;
The King of Jerusalem;
He’s my Lord I sing;
Songs, Psalms and praises to Him;
Hallelujah;
Joys and hope, He’s the only one who’s our hope;
Mercies kind, so divine is His ever-present,
He died to bless-us…
You can see HIM in the spirit;
Yet your natural eyes can’t be beholding Him, no;
He’s my Lord I sing;
Songs, Psalms and praises to Him;
He whispers in my ear,
Child have not any fear;
Come here, come here;
Allow me to renew your mind and heart;
So that I may impart;
Saving virtue, hallelujah;
You can hear HIM whisper, beneath the wind;
The King of Jerusalem;
He’s my Lord I sing;
Songs, Psalms and praises to Him;
Hallelujah;
8/3/19
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2019©
From forth coming anthology "Old Gospel Songs Sung"
Surely I am He
I am of the son ship
I AM King
It is God’s privilege to conceal things
And the king’s privilege to discover them
No one man living
Nor womb-man knows
The height of heaven
Nor the depth of the earth
If I remove as a man, the impurities from gold and silver
If I remove the wicked from the kings court
O’ God Oh, how I await
As I sit at the table
It surely is a privilege to discover those things
The conceal things, you’ve brought you bring
No one man living
Nor womb-man knows
The height of heaven
Nor the depth of the earth
I AM KING OF The Height of Heaven and the Depth of the Earth
Timely advice is lovely,
Like golden apples in a silver basket.
To one who listens, valid criticism?
Is like a gold earring or other gold jewelry
Trustworthy messengers refresh like snow in summer
In you I remove as a man, the impurities from gold and silver
In you I remove the wicked from the king’s court
O’ God Oh, how I await
As I sit at the table so shall I be strengthen as we eaten
No one man living
Nor womb-man knows
The height of heaven
Nor the depth of the earth
If your enemies are hungry, give them food to eat.
If they are thirsty, give them water to drink.
You will heap burning coals of shame on their heads,
And the LORD will reward you
I AM KING OF The Height of Heaven and the Depth of the Earth
Putting confidence in an unreliable person in times of trouble, Hallelujah
Is like chewing with a broken tooth or walking on a lame foot
Singing cheerful songs to a person with a heavy heart
Is like taking someone’s coat in cold weather
Or pouring vinegar in a wound
Timely advice is lovely,
Like golden apples in a silver basket.
To one who listens, valid criticism?
Is like a gold earring or other gold jewelry
Trustworthy messengers refresh like snow in summer
It is God’s privilege to conceal things
And the king’s privilege to discover them
No one man living
Nor womb-man knows
The height of heaven
Nor the depth of the earth
Surely I am He
I am of the son ship
I AM King
I AM KING OF The Height of Heaven and the Depth of the Earth
12/18/24
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2024©
Referencing Proverbs 25
The only way I could say that my life is good is because of my love for Eloah.
I want to be full of faith as Deacon Stephen and stare up at heaven and gaze at the holy spirit of Jeshua and Eloah.
Hallelujah.
I would laugh and sing praises to Eloah with other spirit compeers.
We would be in divine solidarity as we jump, shout, and share happy tears.
I would look upon his superlative omnipotence and my every being will be drawn towards his holiness and everlasting light.
Amazed, I would be at the sight of tall beautiful translucent creatures that stood in grandeur beside him, valorous upright.
I want to go to that Great Somewhere, where there will be nothing common to my life.
Where there are no boundaries in being a spirit force, no misery and strife.
Eloah's eternity of mass creations of the universe goes far beyond our imagination.
Far beyond our limited cosmos interpretation.
I would visit Eloah perfect creation of the terrestrial ecosystem of the exoplanets.
I would stand on top of hills and mountains covered with layers and layers of coarse granites.
Yes, since the universe has no edge and no measurement of time, I would travel with the pride of honorable free spirit forces to the Pleiades.
Maybe as a spirit force, we could travel to the Goldilocks zone and swim in the crystal blue rivers and seas.
As a spirit force, I could change into many forms of being.
Free to be of a significant origin with a significant meaning.
Free to be able to obtain great wisdom that would allow me to make incommensurable achievements that would satiate my heart and soul.
Oh, what a magnitude of triumph it would be to transform into a different character whose meaning in life is of a different role.
With every prayer, I believe in the Great Somewhere.
With every fiber of my being, I believe that Eloah and his only begotten son Jeshua create and rule from there.
copyright September 2023.
Psalm 19:1
Acts 6:3-8
For My Charming Moonlight-I WANT A LOVE TO CALL MY OWN GOD ALREADY CREATED HER--
I want a love to call my own;
God already created her;
The widow is charming;
And so are you;
Orchids are white,
Ghost ones are rare;
The supply is short,
And so is your hair;
I want a love to call my own;
God already created her;
Magnolia grows;
With buds like beaten eggs;
Your line of beauty is thin;
And so are your legs;
Your looks are thoughtful;
And so are your eyes;
Stems are slender;
And so are your arms;
I want a love to call my own;
God already created her;
Sunlight shun on you so dazzling,;
And as so is your smile;
Your ever presents is here;
Please stay awhile;
Moonlight is beautiful;
Just like you darling I believe that I love you…
You are a love I call my own;
God already created you, for me I’m yours;
Oh, woman you are my charming moonlight;
I want a love to call my own;
God already created her, glory hallelujah;
3/13/19
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2019©
why
are
there
stars?
are they stepping stones to heaven
lanterns
that
light
your
way?
or lighthouse stars...hear a sailor scream
“hallelujah…we are saved”
why there
are stars?
they circle ‘round the moon and sing
i’m not kidding
these little blinks of light
the bling of the skies
sentinels of moonstruck lovers
haloes of angels
light years away
WHYareTHEREstars?
They shout forevermore from glory!
Are they stars or heaven’s ships?
i ride the chariot of candlelight
pulling on the reins of hope
but really...why...are...there...stars?
a child cranes his head counting his dreams
and when the moon turns dark,
fireflies of the sky fill the child’s head
as the myriad of stars wander filling our lives with wonder
the chalkboard hangs over our souls instructing starstruck eyes
we count, connect the dots, makes wishes
and ask forgiveness
6/14/2018
Julia Ward’s Why are there stars contest
HallelujahMy heart has a mouth and it speaks life
And my heart's eyes sees visions of angels in the skies
And my heart beats rhythms essence flowing
Alas my beating heart afflicted in my chest
Lungs that hold the breath given to me by a living God
He who caressed me he kissed me gave me his life
My heart has a mind within my soul
My heart has hidden treasures unreleased untold
My heart beats rhythm essence flows
My heart has a mind within my soul
My heart has a mouth and it speaks life
And my heart's eyes sees visions of angels in the skies
And my heart beats rhythms essence flowing
Alas my beating heart afflicted in my chest
Lungs that hold the breath given to me by a living God
Hallelujah
7.7.23
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2023
I just want to say hallelujah God, can I?
You have made everything so good
Everything is exactly how I wanted
So good God
What I wanted the most you have given it
I guess there is nothing You can do for me now God
Because I have everything
Is that true God?
That I don’t need You
That there is nothing else you can do for me
Lol, God am I nuts?
Haha I just feel so happy right now
You have given that which I’ve been asking You for months
Even years
Why You finally gave it
I would never know
Just to show you that I could never guess You
You give when You want
God I think You are famous for that
I am glad that You finally shine upon me
And give me Your consideration
Hallelujah God
Bless You
And thank You
God so does that mean You have one less person to do? Lol
Edenic paradise garnished
by perfection magnificence
ushered mankind’s first parents
to an intimate relationship
with the sovereign Creator…
Garden, freshly-dressed
served as venue for blissful worship
around welcoming trees' canopy
lifting freedom praise of thanksgiving
while boughs lilted along adoration breeze…
Flower terraces of resplendent hues
wafted delightful redolence to the Lord
the Designer of supreme beauty-elegance
and Multiplier of blessings’ supply
as hallelujah symphony from songbirds prevailed…
Mountain ranges in their steadfast grandeur
expressed gratitude toward their Maker
through their pinnacles reaching out to the clouds
as hills extol their Upholder midst valleys’ affirmation
witnessed by the oceans’ wave-crests, exalting life Source…
Via virtual nature-trip, restricted with community lockdown
I find myself in this blessed ambiance
beholding nature, by faith
in its original creation-status…
thankful to the Sovereign Saviour for His handiwork*.
*Psalm 19:1 The heavens declare the glory of God; and the firmament sheweth his handywork.
May 10, 2021
8th place, "Nature" Free Verse Poetry Premier Contest
Sponsored by Regina McIntosh; judged on 5/11/2021.