“Whatsoever thy hand findeth to do, do it with thy might; for there is no work, nor device, nor knowledge, nor wisdom, in the grave, whither thou goest.” Ecclesiastes 9:10
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Whatsoever We Do
Whatsoever we do, let us perform
With loving care and to the highest norm,
As an offering of trust in the Lord
To the very last breath we can afford
With the frantic flame of faith and passion
As in graves lies no shine of devotion.
Whatsoever life may hurl our way,
A storm of sorrow, doubt's cold sting,
We rise each dawn, a brighter day,
Though shadows dance, their darkness clings.
Let never fear your spirit sever,
Though dreams may shatter, plans take flight,
However deep the canyon, ever
Strive for the sun, embrace its light.
For every soul in this grand sphere,
From windswept cliffs to meadows green,
Whichever path their journey steers,
Must face the storm, a steadfast mien.
Let not despair your spirit sever,
Though fortune's tide may ebb and flow,
Forever hold, in bold endeavour,
A strength that conquers, and watches grow.
From crashing waves to deserts vast,
Wheresoever fate's cruel hand may steer,
With eyes ablaze, the challenge grasped,
We face the unknown and conquer fear.
This fleeting life, a precious flame,
Embrace it all, both joy and blame.
I have been messing around with some friends texting freestyle rap battles against each other to pass the time. Here's an example. I'll leave out my friend's name though. He said that I could share his verse.
This is his verse
I splatter words on canvases look in between the lines not to close you will receive nerve damage to many letters in front of your eyes then again you'll manage
This is mine...
Yes I can manage the damage with the mind of a savage. Words razor sharp causing havoc better get you a bandage. I'm on a wicked mission and I scare all your children. When you step in my vision you must not have an interest in living. Getting in my face is risky mind sick like a disease I'm quick to get pissy and hit you with a 3 piece... With a pop pop pop man that's onomatopoeia! Going up against me man I don't wanna be ya. Looking at your homies I see they don't want none either. So I'll chew you up and spit you out and leave you in the ether.
I feel like I came out ahead. But sometimes I'm better when I don't think about what's going to come out.
Matthew 21:22
“And all things whatsoever you shall ask in prayer believing, you shall receive.”
“Whatsoever you ask in prayer believing, you shall receive”
That is what the Scripture says so truly I believe.
Belief is the key to the asked for hoped for dream,
no plotting, no planning or devilish scheme.
Whatsoever you ask in prayer with faith you’ll come to know.
It’s written in the Scripture and God will make it so.
Faith and belief are two in the same,
when we ask believing in Jesus’ name.
Whatsoever you ask in prayer believing will come your way.
If you want to move a mountain you know what you must pray.
"Be thou removed and cast into the sea."
Take a look around and you are burden free.
Whatsoever we need, the Savior will provide.
Be it strength, healing or money, the need is satisfied.
His miracles happen to the faithful every day.
Just be of good courage and with humble heart pray.
Whatsoever you ask in prayer believing will come to pass.
The Father is glad you have come to him and asked.
He is only too gracious and gives us blessings from above.
Whatsoever he sends us is fashioned with his love.
6/4/20
GOD IS IN HEAVEN AND HE CAN DO WHATSOEVER HE WANTS---
God is in heaven
In heaven is He
And whatever He does
It’s for all eternity;
He does what He pleases
And pleased is His love
Surrounded by angels in heaven always
He shall do whatever He wants
God will do whatever He wants
For He is the creator and we’re just men
Who are we to tell God “WHAT YA DOING?”
God is in heaven
In heaven is He
And whatever He does
It’s for all eternity;
Inspired from Psalm 115:3 & 135:6
11/28/18
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. ©2018
Whatsoever Things
Terracotta pots of lacey leaves embrace the morn,
As clustered clouds release their avoirdupois,
To love the earth with lush summer green
And months of perfume of color drenched flowers;
To think on these whatsoever things
In the dawn’s quiet melodic whispers
Restores the heart and soul and with
Life in our lives and we press on.