Tuesday, November 21, 2017

The Treasurer

A tomb of gold and jewels you lust
Oh Shebna, dear, you flew too far
Our muse, a trusted steward once
But now you are a falling star

Hilkiah’s son, to you we look
Your shoulders bearing David’s throne
Are hung the treasures never known

The Plain and Precious Truth

To be united in love means I look for and act on the thing I have in common with all others (including those who are deemed enemies), rather than defining myself or labeling them by that which contrasts and divides us.

Sunday, November 12, 2017

The Trial

A lengthy trial of pain was born
But in the end He gave release
Forty years a heart did mourn
But in the end He left His peace

Thursday, October 19, 2017

The Prayer of Enoch

Enoch's Prayer

"Wo is me! Wo!" She wept.
"The mother of evil, the mother of men!
When shall the filthiness be swept
  off my face, that I can rest and be clean once again?"

So Enoch continued to cry to the Lord,
"Will you not have compassion on her,
  and bless the children of Noah with thy word
  of mercy to make the hearts of men in righteousness stir?"

And the Lord would not withhold. He voiced the sound,
   He uttered an unalterable decree:
"A remnant of Noah's seed shall always be found
   among all nations, as long as the earth shall be.

"And blessed is he through whose seed comes
  the Rock of Heaven, the Messiah, the King.
For my Beloved, David and his kin beat the drums--
Praises of everlasting joy they will sing.

"Embedded within the chorus they muse
   is the key to the gate and path rising West.
Wherefore, whoso discovers their colorful hues
   shall climb to my presence and with their Mother have rest."


The Three Disciples

Please do not call us by the name of our father who crossed over to a promised land.
We honor him, it is true. But we do not follow the Spirit of his teachings by settling matters with the sword.
Our belief is that the worth of every soul is great, including the most wicked.
They need not perish to accomplish God's will, and we will serve them.

Even if they cast us into prison.
Even if they cast us into a furnace.
Even if they cast us into a den of wild beasts.

When our people took on the name of a man in opposition to their brothers, we stayed among them for a season, but their fate was sealed.
For only His name is the Rock and the Foundation of Stone.
We were given one name, and it is by that name only we respond.

And it is by that name we will answer again.
For we are among you, and you know us not.
But when we see your fruits of repentance, when you call on the Father in the name of Christ, we will establish a marvelous work.

For we are the disciples of Jesus, witnesses by our own eyes of Him, and know of a surety that His word is true. In nothing do we work, save it is in His name.

Tuesday, October 3, 2017

The Devil's Design

The devil's design is to make you an "-ite"
Of some guild or faction, a company guy
And when opposition to it takes a bite
You put on your gloves and in like form reply

Some groups are of Moses and some are of Paul
Some of the nation and some of the Lord
You'll stand your ground firmly and give it your all
In mem'ry of wives you will fight with the sword

But if you refuse to engage in the game
And bless those who strike you with malice and harm
The mark on your head will display the Son's name
And loose will become all the chains on your arm


Tuesday, September 26, 2017

The Governing Principle

Why look to write the thing that guides
While thrashing all around
Are Powers and their fearsome tides
Who howl a ruinous sound?

By nursing those who cry and yearn,
And walking with the "evil" 
The Lost will realize where to turn
When tossed in the upheaval.

The pen is mighty as the sword,
But stronger even still
Are actions which reveal His Word
And testify His will.


Wednesday, September 6, 2017

The Work

The Powers are waiting to reap down below,
To scorch and to shake, to flood and to blow.
And force men to tremble when seeing his hand.
That we may acknowledge the lord of this land.

Is he in the fire, the fever of hell?
Does god burn the sinful, where reprobates dwell?
No! I say, NO! The Lord is a balm!
To heal all the blisters. To sooth and to calm!

Is he in the earthquakes, which rattle and sway?
Does god reel the feet of the sinners this way?
It cannot be! For Christ has proclaimed
"How firm my foundation, so be not ashamed!"

Is he in the deluge, which pours in the South?
Does god drown the foul by the word of his mouth?
I say to you, NO! For my Lord supplies air
That we may sing praises, and offer our prayer.

Is he in the tempest, which screams harm's intent
To those who rebel and irately dissent?
His breath is not violent, but peacefully still!
And in that small voice we can fathom His will.

To those who have promised and stood from your seat--
I beg you, please listen to what I entreat.
A message divine was displayed in the sky--
A shroud of His glory beheld with your eye.

So stand on His doctrine of blessing your foe!
Immerse in His name and let charity flow!
Mightily pray for the ones who are lost!
Burn in the Spirit, the Lord's Pentecost!

And so a reprieve of the gallows is giv'n
To gentiles abroad from our Father in Heavn'.
You Angels must pause and your horses alight!
(The red and black stallions, the pale and the white).

A work will be done to convince all the wise.
(The learned and the prudent will see with their eyes!)
Now Lebanon's harvest begins in the field
And brings to fruition the prophesied yield!

Sunday, September 3, 2017

Heaven Above and Earth Beneath

Hearken unto me, ye that follow after righteousness. Look unto the rock from whence ye are hewn, and to the hole of the pit from whence ye are digged. Look unto Abraham, your father, and unto Sarah, she that bare you; for I called him alone, and blessed him.

For the Lord shall comfort Zion, he will comfort all her waste places; and he will make her wilderness like Eden, and her desert like the garden of the Lord. Joy and gladness shall be found therein, thanksgiving and the voice of melody.

Hearken unto me, my people; and give ear unto me, O my nation; for a law shall proceed from me, and I will make my judgment to rest for a light for the people. My righteousness is near; my salvation is gone forth, and mine arm shall judge the people. The isles shall wait upon me, and on mine arm shall they trust.

Lift up your eyes to the heavens, and look upon the earth beneath; for the heavens shall vanish away like smoke, and the earth shall wax old like a garment; and they that dwell therein shall die in like manner. But my salvation shall be forever, and my righteousness shall not be abolished.

Hearken unto me, ye that know righteousness, the people in whose heart I have written my law, fear ye not the reproach of men, neither be ye afraid of their revilings. For the moth shall eat them up like a garment, and the worm shall eat them like wool. But my righteousness shall be forever, and my salvation from generation to generation.

Awake, awake! Put on strength, O arm of the Lord; awake as in the ancient days. Art thou not he that hath cut Rahab, and wounded the dragon? The redeemed of the Lord shall return, and come with singing unto Zion; and everlasting joy and holiness shall be upon their heads; and they shall obtain gladness and joy; sorrow and mourning shall flee away.

I am he; yea, I am he that comforteth you. Behold, who art thou, that thou shouldst be afraid of man, who shall die, and of the son of man, who shall be made like unto grass? And forgettest the Lord thy maker, that hath stretched forth the heavens, and laid the foundations of the earth, and hast feared continually every day, because of the fury of the oppressor, as if he were ready to destroy? And where is the fury of the oppressor?

The captive exile hasteneth, that he may be loosed, and that he should not die in the pit, nor that his bread should fail. But I am the Lord thy God, whose waves roared; the Lord of Hosts is my name.

And I have put my words in thy mouth, and have covered thee in the shadow of mine hand, that I may plant the heavens and lay the foundations of the earth, and say unto Zion: Behold, thou art my people.

Awake, awake, stand up, O Jerusalem, which hast drunk at the hand of the Lord the cup of his fury—thou hast drunken the dregs of the cup of trembling wrung out—And none to guide her among all the sons she hath brought forth; neither that taketh her by the hand, of all the sons she hath brought up.

These two sons are come unto thee: Judah and Ephraim, who shall be sorry for thee—thy desolation and destruction, and the famine and the sword—and by whom shall I comfort thee? Thy sons have fainted, save these two; they lie at the head of all the streets; as a wild bull in a net, they are full of the fury of the Lord, the rebuke of thy God.

Therefore hear now this, thou afflicted, and drunken, and not with wine: Thus saith thy Lord, the Lord and thy God pleadeth the cause of his people; behold, I have taken out of thine hand the cup of trembling, the dregs of the cup of my fury; thou shalt no more drink it again. But I will put it into the hand of them that afflict thee; who have said to thy soul: Bow down, that we may go over—and thou hast laid thy body as the ground and as the street to them that went over.

Awake, awake, put on thy strength, O Zion; put on thy beautiful garments, O Jerusalem, the holy city; for henceforth there shall no more come into thee the uncircumcised and the unclean. Shake thyself from the dust; arise, sit down, O Jerusalem; loose thyself from the bands of thy neck, O captive daughter of Zion.

Sunday, July 23, 2017

The Two Sticks

"It's down the strait and narrow!"
"No, it's from the heart!"
"It's following the rule book!"
"It's love that we impart!"

The branches now divide us
Chilled ice and fire fanned.
But soon the sticks will settle
And join within His hand.

Wednesday, June 21, 2017

The I of the Storm

A portent blows across the sky
The brewing tempest nears, says I.
But if You seek to spoil the proud,
The drunkards and the disavowed,
On this house too the waves must heave
Because my kin I will not leave
To languish by the whirlwind's curse,
And sleep alone within the hearse.

A promise sought, a promise giv'n
To those who air their cries to heav'n,
But in the verses soon restored
There lies a promise e'er ignored:
"The shifting sand on which they stood
Shall work together for their good,
And for my glory, for my name.
They patiently have borne the shame.

"I have recorded and decreed:
My friends who suffer shall succeed!"
So come what blusters from the East
My Master's mercy has not ceased!
With them I stand, with them I fall
Forever to my Lord I call:
"I wield the cov'nant shown to me!
Release my fathers! Set them free!"








Tuesday, June 6, 2017

The Fall

A ball of fire from Devon's beach!
She lusted for the glow:
The fire of God within her reach,
But soon she is brought low.

The many waters