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Oh most brilliant blaze of Light
with your brightness have you banished night
your corona illuminates your church
the temple where truth and knowledge perch
the fire of truth has burned through time
has forged new beings with hearts refined
those who seek you will be purified
within the furnace where dross has died
The flame of his Light has carved it's path
opened eyes and minds two thousand years past
he is the one who created heaven and earth
the breath of life to soil gave man birth
Loving kindness is the cloak you wear
love of life you have sought to share
who's radiance of truth imparts sight
and who's instruction divides wrong from right
What you taught us on the Mount
are the only things that really count
the rays of Son rest on your garden
All of those who would receive your pardon
Your instruction breaks the cloak of illusion
the teaching of priests who dispense confusion
inculcation of priesthood have you riven
enlightenment from you has given us vision
Light given by you does coalesce
solidified by the hearts you bless
Son of God you gave the world Light
that brightens path throughout the night
Your eminence above all others is plain
to enlighten mankind the reason you came
Your delight was daily with the sons of men
those of us lost and born into sin
sources John 1:6-13 John 8-12-18 Prov.8:23-33
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Bitter dregs of life's elixir
just enough sweet to bury the bitter
small tastes of what is fine
to keep us going within our time
Love is not a convenient thing
when it disappears the heart does sting
though full does it make everything
when gone sorrow and weeping
ashes to ashes, dust to dust
though bowed low in you I'll trust
you have torn away my shield
naked before you within your field
Oh cherished muse hear my cry
through falls of tears did loved one die
swayed and shaken by what I feel
hills and valleys and waves I reel
accursed is the lot of man
death destroys the golden strand
no resistance even strong here land
the mouth of grave does ever expand
Though I cherish knowledge of the future
currant cuts and pain beneath the suture
the loss and grief of present time
can make a woman lose her mind
All mankind of this chalice drink
It's liquid swallowed on the brink
ingested fluid in each man's hour
against it's draft has no man power
Imprisoned in death are family and friends
and some few have met kinder ends
into tombs and crypt and grave descends
and upon it's bed many confess their sins
Even those having been reborn
will face the coming of it's storm
our souls descended of this family tree
and you oh Jah will hold our memory
Into the dust our lives return
await the future for which we yearn
and sink we do into the maw of death
till times resurrection Son returns our breath
Every nation the memorial tombs do field
in it's demise our truths do yield
and to it's rest are all paths sealed
even those who to the truth have kneeled
Gen 3:19 Ecc. 9:4-6 Dan 12:2 Rev 20:12-13
Prov. 27:20 Is 28:15-18 Rev 1:18
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The tongue does many a twist upon us
effecting our outlook to be so untrue
it grabs our minds taking our attention
leading to fill us so we turn blue
Learn to cultivate a tongue of calm
perfecting peace and quiet in your heart
this does truly produce a tree of life
a life of real calmness in no small part
But beware of speech that's twisted
for it'll ruin you to your utter despair
every word conveyed loses all goodness
and grips you that you feel completely bare
Be sure to keep your tongue peaceful
giving it no anxious or evil thought
allow peace to come down from above
calming each nerve forever how fraught
Learn to memorise this blessed verse
a calm tongue and twisted speech
so you have it always in mind
this your remedy for life, so do teach
("A calm tongue* is a tree of life,
But twisted speech causes despair.* Prov. 15:4.)
GRACE GIFTS
The Spirit of Jesus pours out upon
us,to touch our lips,season our speech
giving grace to the humble.Wisdom
places a garland upon our heads.In
Christ Jesus salvation appeared in
the time of ourneed.Justified,redeemed
at this throne of Grace we find mercy,
to be a channel of His love,wonder &
signs.Empowered to proclaim these
riches of Christ as good stewards of
manifold grace,free,gifted to
us as we work with God.
Ref Zech 12:10/Ps 45:2/Prov 3:34,4:9
Romans 3:24 /Col 4:6/2Tim 2:1/Titus 2:11
Hebrews 4:18,13:9,12:28 /Acts 6:8 1Peter 4:10
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''Observations of Joseph's shop.''
The artisan moves unhurriedly, With smooth efficiency, Making no demand on rest. Fragrances of shavings, dust & lacquers, Brush the senses for ever.
Unrelated trees, shorn of bark & branch, Wait their turn, haphazardly. Grain caressing hands guide eyes, To find the hidden shapes, With-in the log, bough or plank.
Palm polished work tools, share space with, Basket, wheel, bowl, sign & frame. History etched work tops tell stories, Of practice & success.
Who would not aim to emulate such gifts, Given, skills & talents earnt. Prov. 22:29. Rom.12:6.
If I did not know otherwise, awareness about my heart would be limited to the physical organ in the upper left
side of my body. I am acutely aware that there are mega functions at work right here in my heart.
I am convinced that those activities are not all physical.
Perhaps the world of science has just begun to unfold
new revelations about the vastness of the human heart.
Though we are less inclined to listen to words spoken from there,
heaven has always known such facts and faithfully told us so.
There is much more going on in our hearts than pumping blood.
Now, it appears that there is some type of brain activity right
here in my heart. Our thoughts may not be originating
exclusively in the brain. Oh, the wonder of it all! Oh,
how absolutely amazing! And Oh, how incredible the reality of the
ability to do a myriad of things right here in my heart. With a look, says Jesus, adultery is committed right here in my heart.* With
my heart, says the Bible, I can think one way and act another. With my heart,
says the Scriptures, I believe; and with my mouth, I confess. The creator of
the heart says that the heart is deceitful above all and desperately wicked;
who can know it? Just imagine; a total stranger, right here in my heart.
Blessed are the pure in heart, says Jesus, in the Sermon on the Mount. Oh, how delightful! There is hope for us, right here in our hearts.
05242017 PS Contest, Right Here In My Heart, Mystic Rose
*Mt.5:8,28;Rom.10:9;Prov.23:7;Jer.17:9