My innocent crimes transcend into sinful mistakes,
While yours roam in circles to stay the same,
Pangs of conscience rip my melting ventricles apart,
When metal-cold claws depart out of your mouth,
And my viscera learns to keep itself together,
When you say your metallic jaggedness was ‘as light as a feather’,
And now, the claw that mauled my heart,roams about my body,
Sometimes in my throat, otherwise in my eyes,
And changes their colour into a red gaudery,
Watery tears flush from my eyes,
While you only notice how fast they sublime,
And so, I wish my tears were of blood instead,
Just so you could see the guilt that relentlessly stabs my head,
But I know it’s of no use,
And I know my efforts are futile,
For my innocent crimes transcend into sinful mistakes,
While yours roam in circles to stay the same.
I am a child of testimony
A chosen vessel of God
Fashioned to bring Him honor and glory
In my sojourn on this sinful Earth
My birth heralded a testimony of greatness
Growing up was a litany of testimonies
Today I stand as testimony personified
Beautifully and wonderfully made
Sometimes I am troubled
But never crushed
Sometimes I am badly hurt but not destroyed
Sometimes I am plagued by doubt but never in despair
Handle me with care for I am the apple of His eyes
He is with me always and so
You can only be against me at your own peril
For whom God has blessed no man can curse
Let the child of testimony move on
For his mission has been divinely ordained
And woe betide any detractors
Engaged to bring to nought his divine mission!
seeing the way the men around you act within the shadows then within the daylight smile and care within a holy “reasoning”-
purely disgusts the soul.
knowing that the men around you have been capable such sinful acts that rot the soul,
as i gaze into their eyes it feels as if im searching through their souls-
degrading and picking apart each unholy piece,
it gives them earth shattering knowledge that someone knows of their sins. like a sinful man spewing to the preacher.
i can tell they feel the same.
i can feel the shame and disgust within themselves as i search through their soul through their eyes-
they can feel the shallow disgust radiating off my soul,
as if it was the devil looking the blinding lights of heavens in the direct soul-
i can feel the unholiness inside themselves.
yet this isn’t my intention-
it’s their guilt of the shameful things they have done im merely just looking it in the eye.
There certainly is no reason
For you to be afraid
I've done this many, many times
And always made the grade
I'm talking about delivering sinners
Bringing them back
Back from a sinful life
When they are redeemed
Their smiles are big and eyes are bright
You gripped my hips, not my heart
you stoked the fire on my lips, sent me sprawling through an abyss
and left my body tangled in sweat drenched sheets
alone.
you wove a wrathful web of wantonness, slid your sin down my throat
and left me with a searing thirst,
emptiness.
you filled me, lathered me with bliss, coated me in a sheer veil
of yearning for boundless carnality,
Salacious.
And now I’ll never find soothe again.
God's word is clear, a call to segregate
From the world's wicked ways, to separate
Not to befriend the darkness, nor to condone
The sins that shame the Lord, and cause His throne to moan
But many play the fool, with feet in both camps
Claiming Christ's name, while living in the devil's trance
Enjoying the world's pleasures, like heathens of old
While professing faith in God, with hearts grown cold
But we are called to come out, to be set apart
To live in holy distinction, with a tender heart
Not to love the world, nor the things it affords
But to seek first the kingdom, and His righteous words
So let us heed the call, to separate and be pure
To follow Christ alone, and not the world's allure
For friendship with the world, is enmity with God
And we must choose whom we will serve, and to whom we will nod.
Soberly sinful
Seriously satisfied
Somberly shameful
Some say
love is a sort of sin,
I suggest those idiots
put such thoughts
into a garbage bin,
unless they have drunk
a barrel of gin,
or change their mind's PIN
dark,
whistling,
tempting nights,
consuming I.
Exhilarating,
midnight starring,
orange skies,
sinful
times.
17 August 2022
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The sounds of a sinful soul
Are redeemed forgiven
Spirit made whole
Body mind and soul
Mercy is Grace
-- righteousness is
the Lamb of God Jesus
8/1/22
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr 2022
For all those who are violent
They may don't like religion,
They may not believe in God
There was a "mother",
To think her gave birth was sinful!
fallen as humanity
on the pits of denial
just a pile of clay full of sin
and decay lying filthy heathens
so far off course
stricken and struggling
trying to find thier voice
forgiven yet repentful
they follow the trail
firing down being devoured
on the sinful course
11/30/21
Written by James Edward Lee Sr © 2021
Come before you Father with shame in my heart;
Apologetic and sorrowful it remains I am in the dark;
So thoughtful yet thoughtless I do in part;
Repentance I am sorry Father forgive me my sins give me a new start;
10/18/21
Written by James Edward Lee Sr © 2021
It is on Christ alone that I make my stand
There by the power of Christ I stand!
He alone is both my defender and
He is also my mediator!
It is on Christ alone that I make my stand
Poor sinful creature that truly am!
For on Calvary's Cross He took my place
And saved me from everlasting disgrace!
It is on Christ alone that I make my plea
Christ sacrificed His Holy life for me!
On Calvary's Cross He rescued not only
Me but also all who do really believe!
On Christ alone I claim my free gift
Of everlasting life! He rescued me
From everlasting death and shame!
It is upon Him alone I sake my claim!
Love in Christ Jesus!
Roxanne Lea Dubarry
Roxy Lea 1954
Roxy 1954/ October Country
August 20. 2021
Such as are the ways of a man
To just understanding urgent pains
Benevolent pangs humanity inflamed
Disruptive torn apart emotion fathoms deranged
A sinner from out his mother's womb
Man's life so unworthy yet there is room
When a respective heart and mind
God so loves and forgives mankind
Justice is done all's forgiven
When one repents, stops, turns around in Jesus name
For God so does sadness He's grieving
Yet His mercy grace has us all receiving
Tolerant Forgiving faith
A past sinful life now forgotten
8/15/21
Written by James Edward Lee Sr. 2021
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