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Esther

The death of My people the enemy had thought
Would further their plans of all that they sought.
So a plan was considered and a plot was set
A scheme was devised of evil intent.

It was Haman who plotted and it was Haman who schemed
His heart full of hatred for those I esteemed.
Lots were then cast for the great day of death
The enemy would fight to remove your last breath.

But My hand was there in your defense
My armies awaiting My word to advance.
So My people take heart for I Am your King
And the armies of heaven on earth do I bring.

The day then arrived; a day marked for pain
On the enemy it turned for My people to gain.
The battle was fierce and the slaughter was great
My people took spoils of the enemy's gate.

Many such battles must be fought and won
Dauntless the spirit of My chosen ones.
Dauntless in prayer; their words like a knife
Dauntless in battle, giving their life.

Their honour of Me is first in their heart
And from My Presence again they'll never depart.
So I will return the honour to them
And fill all the earth with My Presence again.

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The City

Suffocation....
Under the strain of guilt and fear
Conscience fights for her last breath.
Wave after wave of violent thoughts
Come crashing against the rocks of reason.
Rocks that once proved to be a barrier and a fortress,
Now being pounded by the force of argument and rationale.

Now the castle of sanity which houses conscience 
Is being eroded by the weeds  of condemnation.
Weeds brought in by the waves;
Waves from distant shores,
From lands far off, and ages long past.
Lands of tyranny and might;
Lands protected by the strength of time;
Lands fuelled by rationality and justification.

When condemnation works its perfect work
The army of terror bearing weapons of depression
Enter through the cracks of double mindedness.
Take no prisoners.
Leave no remnant.
Destroy the caretaker; that woman of old;
The woman named Conscience.
Defile her!  Rape her!  Suffocate her!
Instil new inhabitants in the land.
Inhabitants named panic and consternation,
Trepidation and dismay,
Dread and horror.

Come eat! Come eat!
All the birds of the land, come eat your fill!
Feast on the barrenness of the land;
Barrenness which thrives on the fuels of experience.
A city on a hill.
A city to rival the Great City.
A beacon for sailors at sea.
Come all you sailors to this city and eat;
Eat the fruits of sterility
Which grow on the soil of experience.
Come see the birds of the land.
Birds of many shapes and sizes;
Birds of many colors,
Birds without number.
Come taste and see.
Take back to your land the produce of this city,
Take back with you these fruitful birds of infertility.
Never forget the beauty of this city.

And in times to come,
With waves released,
This city will be to other cities a distant land
From whence weeds arrive
To form openings in fortresses impregnable.

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Jonah

My word arose in Jonah's ear
To Nineveh say, "The judgment’s near;
Now harken unto My decree,
For your wicked ways have come to Me."

But from My presence Jonah fled
Down to Joppa so he sped
To Tarshish he bought a fare
In a ship to take him there.

The ship was battered by winds intense
The cargo lost at great expense
The captain cried, "Why do you sleep?
Entreat your God, our souls to keep."

The one was sought and lots were cast
It fell on Jonah - the truth at last.
"I am a Hebrew, I fear the Lord;
Save yourselves, throw me overboard."

"Do not charge us for Jonah's life
By ridding him we'll end this strife."
With fear and dread they threw him in
A fish prepared to swallow him.

Three days and nights he suffered hell
A time to think from where he fell
From the mouth of Sheol repentance grew
And onto land the fish did spew.

The streets of Nineveh heard that day
A prophet's warning to obey.
A fast was called, the city spared
The prophet left, his anger flared.

Another slap, it came his way
The mercy of God to those who obey
The sun, the shelter, the worm, the vine
The love of God meant to refine.

The storms of life are there to warn
Of impending judgement about to dawn
As My people run from Me
A fish I send to set them free.

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The Heart - the Whirlpool

Various perceptions afloat in a sea of thought,
Ideas and thoughts independent;
Emotions swayed in random movement,
Yet all in one direction advance
By a force unseen and cohesive.
Feelings creating moods;
Moods that scream and insist on action.
Imaginations stirring reactions to every thought
Which give birth to consequences.

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The Shulamite

A thousand ways My love expressed
My song to sing of all the best
My love poured out with all My heart
To call her out and set apart.

A thousand ways My love expressed
Her heart devotion is My request
But in return from the black abyss
I am offered back a "Judas kiss."

Betrayal !  Betrayal !  My heart does ache
Like a painful sting of a venomous snake
She has been found in her lover's bed
And eaten of his covenant bread.

Her secrets now are brought to light
And for her soul there'll be a fight
Her lovers sue, a case they bring
And still My song I continue to sing.

A thousand ways I sing My song
With chastening love her life prolong
One by one her lovers die
With repented tears do purify.

A thousand ways My love expressed
My one true love put through the test
The testing trials will take their toll
As the purging fires refine her soul.

But still a thousand songs I sing
And love for her the best I bring
There is no relenting day or night
All for the heart of the Shulamite.

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The Sun and the Soul

The Sun and the Soul


Into the Sun the soul was now found
And into the soul was the Sun;
The veil dividing the realms was rent
To reveal the glory of One.

The windows of time faded away
And found in its place was a dome;
New open realms that now could be seen
Because of the soul's new home. 

Into the realms of time and of space
Into the realms of the One;
The windows of heaven now opened before
The soul that had merged with the Sun.

Realms upon realms now darkness will flee
From the glory that now can be seen;
And death cannot stand in the face of the soul
And from the presence of life from within.

The One looked upon the heart of the soul 
And with love He shone like the Sun;
His glory he couldn't resist but to give
For the soul fell in love with the Sun.

Together forever the soul and the Sun
The union forever will hold;
For in the soul the Sun found a home
And in the Sun now lived the soul.

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The Love of His Grace

Upright and gracious is He
Loving as love can be
We say our "Amens"
With calmness within
And worship His presence indeed.

We bow before His face
And reverence His holy place
Our faces aground
His glory around
We're lost in the love of His grace.

In spite of our hearts full of sin
And the old man that rises within
He still sends His love
From heaven above
And cleanses our hearts from within.

With wisdom and power He reigns
While the earth travails in pains
To bring forth the One
The glorious Son
Who will conquer this world for our gains.

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The Fire and the Rain

Into the rain and into the fire,
The darker the sin, the deeper the mire;
The cry for deliverance, the plea for your life,
The hand of salvation comes through like a knife.

Out of the fire and out of the rain
To see the hand that inflicted the pain;
The trial of affliction, the test of the heart,
To appreciate the hand that tore you apart.

The Son is revealed, deliverance has come
The heart finds its peace and rests in the One.
Refining, refreshing, by water and flame,
Tested by fire and cleansed by the rain.

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In His Light

Inside our spirits is love defined
 Our hearts on course to be refined;
 But on our knees we find the King,
 And from our hearts we joyfully sing
 The praises of our God Most High
 Into His grace where we draw nigh.

From within the heavens a mighty sound
 Is heard by all who gather round...............
 "Come gather all in one accord;
 Come see your God - the risen Lord;
 Come bow before your Lord and King,
 And at His feet your offerings bring.

Come here and gaze upon His face,
 And see the wonders of this place.
 With all My love I draw you near
 To cleanse you of a heart of fear.
 My son is he who pleases Me;
 My grace is poured to set him free".

So as we gather to the place
 And bow before His throne of grace,
 Our hearts are purified by fire
 And all the cleansing of the mire.
 Gone is the pain and all our tears
 And all the filth throughout the years;

A light in the face of darkness reigns
 A light so pure with awesome gains.
 We reach the stars with rest and peace
 Our toils and struggles seem to cease.

Now come all those who hear this story
 Come and see the Lord of Glory.
 In ages past we ran from Him
 And looked upon our mortal sin;
 From fear did we hide our face
 And in darkness left that glorious place;

Our darkness did we bring to earth
 And brought it forth through natural birth;
 We strove and fought against His ways
 And death was reaped in all our days.

But though a God, He became a man
 And from His presence demons ran;
 From His side his friends all fled
 But on that cross for them He bled;
 On that day He gave His life
 And in return He'll have a wife.

So now the King calls out this day
 For a people who would watch and pray
 Who would give their lives even unto death
 And honour Him with their very last breath;
 And worship JESUS the only One
 Who Was, and Is, and Is To Come!

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The Judgement

In a game of chess a move was made
A move of life and death;
A move to challenge the right to rule
A piece that lost its breath.

A dice was rolled in the game of life
A chance to wound the king;
Darkness sought to usurp the rule
Through accusation and strife within.

The judges hammer hits the bench
As the Eternal One said, "ENOUGH!"
"My fires will test these idle threats.
I call the enemy’s bluff."

Now gather before Me the people involved
And I will expose the depths of the sin.
Now stand your ground in the light of My glory
As I purge out your motives within.

It brings no pleasure to My heart
The finger of accusation and strife
Who made you ruler, who made you judge
To challenge my leader's life?

Where were you when the council was called
Authorities were given and borders were set?
Where were you when wisdom was needed
And the balance of scales was met?

What would you do with My people from here?
Advise Me of when, where and how.
Obviously your wisdom and knowledge is great
So give Me your answer right now.

Before it was, where were you?
And when it comes where will you be?
What once was, how was it there?
And before it is, what do you see?

I've given the life of My Son for you
I've spilt the blood of the One.
And by grace you have all that I have
What more could I have done?

Is the cross not enough, and the blood that was shed
That you would treat my shepherd with shame?
Is the crown not enough, and My life that I give
That you look for someone to blame?

Now humble yourself and consider your ways
Take heed of the decisions you make.
I offer you life, so don't choose death
Repent and your ways do forsake.