Jubilation

The Mockingbird stands upon a tree, composing a song of love a song of fury. He sings, "praise to the God who sits on High!" He shouts, "praise to Him who pours the weight of mercy, from above the sky!" He knows You are a burning blaze-clothed with men's wonders, fear, and praise. The Mockingbird sings louder, again and again! He sings in the grace with which he first began.

Candle Wax

No more! I said no more!
No more melting wax when the day is done.
No more a bowed head and crushed will at sunset.
No more an acquaintance of the void in the middle of the night.
No more a soul hiding in the dark with only the profound nothingness [of what is not] to guide him.
Daylight, do not forget to shine.
Touch the ends of your earth with mercy and grace.
By this, the people of darkness have been given a great light. Touch those who have fallen within the cracks of society with your warmth and heal those whose heart is full of longing and emptiness.

My eyes fail when waiting for Your promise.
Have mercy on Your servant according to Your word.
Tend to me Lord, as a man tending his inheritance,
and remember to give me grace.

Covenant

I stand alone on the top of my roof, my eyes are fixed on the trees,
as though I might be granted the grace to become one of them.
For truly, the lights from the floor of heaven look down upon humanity.
They look, but are not seen. They are numerous, but forgotten.
Because man has not the will or strength to open his eyes.
In his desire to own everything, man has refused to see the fullness of grace written around him. Our shame is always before You, yet always we are held in Your eyes. Always, You remain patient bearing our ignorance in silent solemnity. You faithfully shield Your remnant people in the covenant of eternal love. Thank You.

In Cruce Salus

I hear the call and do not speak;
whispering (battering) upon a soul dark and bleak.
I hear a voice from behind telling me that here, in the way
of the valley, I have been appointed to walk upon the sharpest peak.
Appointed for the journey - the treasure of great price, to seek.
Search me Jesus and test this way;
see that it is true.
And to the one who decides to stay
grant the only protection of knowing You.
[And all-the -while]
Burn my intents to the ground!
Burn them all! Burn them all!
No matter how gloriously profound!
No matter how pridefully small!
Fire of Your Eyes take them, take them all!
Burn thoroughly in me who watches them fall!
Because I consider this an insignificant loss if by it I may know Your grace!
So may I be Yours this day,
because here I will to stay,
and while here and while away,
because of this,
because of You,
a man of spirit, a man of clay.

joy

The Lord is my joy that remains.
For the goodness of His heart has become my portion in Christ.
For when i am lost, He finds me.
When i am afraid, He touches me.
When the darkness falls upon me, He knows me.
When i sin, He loves me.

The Lord is everlasting joy to my soul.
My spirit is held in His hands - He is my portion.
When the Lion roars, you strengthen me.
When i am broken into a thousand pieces, you make me whole.
When i am wandering, you lead me.
When i am needy, you are my fullness.

Praise the Lord with gladness of heart!
Because You live, we can sing and dance in newness of spirit.
Because You love, we can cry.
Because You are merciful, we can be at rest.
Because You suffered, we can endure all things with the joy of the cross.
Because You are our Wisdom, Sanctification, Consecration, and Redemption we can be wholly Yours. Praise the Lord with a humble heart!

Because You are our promise, a people from darkness can hope!

Blessed One, lead us in stillness and rest while we are here that we may come into your house and praise You in eternal joy.



Amen

Broken Glass- a confession of my soul

We are pieces of broken glass touching the earth.

Sitting still always, while moving in a dance from life to death (oh an endless dance).

Touching the earth as lambent spirits roaming onwards, ignorantly into the absurd beyond-

dancing forward and in circles looking blindly at sun.



Hope in us is illusive and false.

We may tell you that in motion there is rest-

that in living there is joy,

but there is none to be found in emptiness.

In this knowledge dance in the living and dying.....

because it cannot matter anyway

and you will soon be there.


Jesus, my heart can only find refuge in Your mountain.

Thank you for your deliverance-

Amen.

Heartbreak

i walked the lonely streets of emptiness
with a profound need of knowing what i have not known.
All the while, gusts and billows of confusion batter my once confident heart
and i stare longingly at sovereignty
and begin to realize i am not alone, but
that i am always alone.

Don't waste your grace on me, said i to You.
But You were more well inclined to painfully reject that plea.
You laid me down and held me, showing me the the pain
of stillness is the only way to be made whole.

With a reluctance reminiscent of Jonah,
I bow before you on the cold floor
all-the-while tears course from clenched eylids
and blanched knuckles open into palms outspread in resignation.
(A heart of stone becomes flesh.)

From nothingness i came to nothingness i will return

You came to me in the darkness and gave me something to live for (i have come from nothing).
And in storms of pain you were etched upon my heart, four words unkown to me then became all i have. you were the answer to my every prayer, the only reality i knew and loved. this intensity of love not like the dew on the grass: here in the morning and gone at sunset. My love was not this neither was yours, but it all ended up there anyway.

In confusion i remained clutching your good intents seeing as they are all i have. loving you was my only joy for you were everything, but now you are gone and i'll never know just quite what to do with myself. leaving a trail of a broken heart i came searching, searching for you. when you came i began longing for you and needing you eventually begging at your door. Now you are gone, and i am longing for you, seeking you, and leaving whole heart (to nothingness i will return).


"If you fade out without me, you'll know all about me
If you fade out without me, you'll know all..."

7.1

I am yours forever upon this Sea
Departing upon an inner exodus
In the departing, free.

If you do not go up with us
I do not want to take this leave.
If your Face does not lead,
The promise whispers only of an empty reprieve.

Bear It Away

Sailing in the midst of night,
among the fish,
upon the sea,
and above all terrors lone and bright,
i know not what becomes of me.

i sail among the fish
upon the sea
with intent to make upon a flight.
i know not what becomes of me.

My eyes sore, tired and heavy
stare longingly on a sober thing,
Eyes heavy but true
resolve to bear away this plight.
i know not what becomes of me.

Illumination

In a House up on a mountain's face,
a fire in the hearth
burns low and quiet
against the stillness of a cold November Evening.
A personality resigns before the Almighty
knowing that all that is good is bound in asking
for Wonder.

Whilst coals glisten in silent worship upon the Altar of God,
The Seraphim above cry Holy is our God!
This work of grace burns ever still
before the throne, before the Father.
This work of grace burns ever still
Illuminating the Zion of our God!

Pain Without Cure

Oh love, you're known to everyone
under a different name;
last night I gave you another name,
that of 'pain without cure'.

~Rumi

Anecdote of light 1

a measure of never changing fire passes down my throat
like the passionate sweetness of honeysuckle wine.
It fills and works, weakens my touch-
a light exposing an unclean room and an untidy bookeeper.

it is easier for a rope to pass the needle's eye than for my soul to be at rest.
unwilling in disrepair a light shines on.
a brazen fist is raised in a dark cellar-
a light shines on.

wood and stone

In earth' stillness we now rest.
on the sands of time,
in tents of Fest
moving upon this ocean,
guided by the great, righteous Northern Sun
and the Roaring of the Fire Lion.

Silence fills your house adorned,
in memory of One who was horribly scorned.
A sign of opposition was here,
opposing the proud
and looking to those who fear,
The mighty One who speakes aloud
The Sign who in wood and under stone
is found.

To Jesus we bow and pray,
who know the light,
who know the day,
who sight the sign
on wood and hay.
in cave awakened to glory near,
to hide the One whom Kings hate and Rulers fear.

Now in our hearts awake
Gift to man
to all who take
salvation and the cross that free
all who sight the Sign who see
and bow fragmented upon this Stone
transformed in Glory,
in Light that's shown.

Amen

Pseudo

"O rolling waves! O fortress earth! Over you shall rise the Sun that
never sets! And all shall obey him, who comes once more to earth! Thus
they knew his mighty power!"

~ Sybilline Oracles

Brethren we have met to worship (my favorite hymn).

Brethren, we have met to worship and adore the Lord our God; Will you pray with all your power, while we try to preach the Word? All is vain unless the Spirit of the Holy One comes down; Brethren, pray, and holy manna will be showered all around. Brethren, see poor sinners round you slumbering on the brink of woe; Death is coming, hell is moving, can you bear to let them go? See our fathers and our mothers, and our children sinking down; Brethren, pray and holy manna will be showered all around. Sisters, will you join and help us? Moses' sister aided him; Will you help the trembling mourners who are struggling hard with sin? Tell them all about the Savior, tell them that He will be found; Sisters, pray, and holy manna will be showered all around. Is there a trembling jailer, seeking grace, and filled with tears? Is there here a weeping Mary, pouring forth a flood of tears? Brethren, join your cries to help them; sisters, let your prayers abound; Pray, Oh pray that holy manna may be scattered all around. Let us love our God supremely, let us love each other, too; Let us love and pray for sinners, till our God makes all things new. Then He'll call us home to heaven, at His table we'll sit down; Christ will gird Himself and serve us with sweet manna all around.

Various sayings attributed to Jesus

"It is impossible for a man to mount two horses or to stretch two bows. And it is impossible for a servant to serve two masters; otherwise, he will honor the one and treat the other contemptuously. No man drinks old wine and immediately desires to drink new wine. And new wine is not put into old wineskins, lest they burst; nor is old wine put into a new wineskin, lest it spoil it. An old patch is not sewn onto a new garment, because a tear would result."

"Whoever has come to understand the world has found (only) a corpse, and whoever has found a corpse is superior to the world."

"Show me the stone which the builders have rejected. That one is the cornerstone."

"Blessed are they who have been persecuted within themselves. It is they who have truly come to know the father. Blessed are the hungry, for the belly of him who desires will be filled."


"It is I who am the light which is above them all. It is I who am the all. From me did the all come forth, and unto me did the all extend. Split a piece of wood, and I am there. Lift up the stone, and you will find me there."

"He who has recognized the world has found the body, but he who has found the body is superior to the world."

"Let him who has grown rich be king, and let him who possesses power renounce it."


"Many are standing at the door, but it is the solitary who will enter the bridal chamber."

"The images are manifest to man, but the light in them remains concealed in the image of the light of the father. He will become manifest, but his image will remain concealed by his light."

"Wretched is the body that is dependant upon a body, and wretched is the soul that is dependent on these two."

"If you have money, do not lend it at interest, but give it to one from whom you will not get it back."

"Woe to the pharisees, for they are like a dog sleeping in the manger of oxen, for neither does he eat nor does he let the oxen eat."

"He who will drink from my mouth will become like me. I myself shall become he, and the things that are hidden will be revealed to him."

"Whoever finds the world and becomes rich, let him renounce the world."

"He who is near me is near the fire, and he who is far from me is far from the kingdom."

Exodus

Lost and wandering,

in lonliness we stay.

The darkness drones,

and deserts play.

To long without water,

to long we stand.

The sun glares down

we float in sand.

the fire holds on by a single strand

held by to strong and infinite hands

we wander on,

we wander on.

When will we sing a new song?

Weary

Shrouded and cloaked the weary walk upon the road of difficulty.

their eyes fall toward the ground and their hearts lose sight off all

to gain the sight of eternity.

The sun is setting upon their backs,

constraining them to a willing exile--

constraining them to everlasting hope.

(the Eyes of God will guide them into Paradise.)



From barreness we will rise,

Into the rebirth--

Into Christ.



Lord, we shall enter your Kingdom by Your grace

And by Your love.

Though we may suffer,

Nothing can sever us from You,

For You are our Life and Light.

Eternal, Strengthen us in Your Will!

For where can we go for refuge?

Who shall guide us through the drought and storm?



Deliver us from our adveraries, O Lord.

According to your grace, strengthen us against evil.

Heal us from our wounds,

And so bind us to You and to Your love.

Freedom

Forever the seasons endure,

The soul, life strains in motion

towards freedom--towards God.

Isles

In this dream we cannot stay.

In hollow glows and darkened day,

there is a hope for us now made,

beyond the shadows,

beyond this grey.


One life to live in narrow straights,

Walking alone in hand of fates.

New life, a desperate thought,

For many walk in flames-their hope is naught.


We must walk while there is still day and light.

ignoring the voices of the dead,

we must take flight,

Keeping perpetually in our sight,

the One who has bled and banished the night.


You hold life in your sacred name,

and in us You live.

Forever new, forever the same.

we hold the breath you give,

we shall not now be ashamed!

In Cruce Salus

Looking to your face, dear LORD,
I ask that You strengthen me upon Your anvil of suffering.
Beat and batter out my inconsistant ways
and grant me a faith that burns through the Night.

My heart longs for Your salvation
Be upon my lips and in my heart
because of Your Blood poured into my conscience.
I need You now, My Rock and my Redeemer.

Jesus remember me in Your promise-
This is my only consolation in misery.
Let the knowledge of Your blood and Victory be bound to me always.
In Cruce Salus.

Amen.

flame on my back

So put a flame on my back

and a decision in my heart

i want to follow you with hands outretched

in a life of service

though i sit in the dark

i want You

be with me Lord.

Pt 1

Son of God in embers strained,
in lonely world with people, inane
walks in pain,
without a cry,
and looks upon the night, star and sky.
Bearing the weight, the vast, the eternity.

Stealing time and sanity
with loose lips of vanity and chatter
you look at me and tell me i'm a like gonglike clatter
In loveless social circles
I dont take seriously-
the fact that you live to set me free.
and I keep talkin and talkin while you glare within me.

With an open heart, You love me
and tell me I am worth something.
Worth something with all of my sins I bring
And without anything but this, I come.
Jesus I come,
to the cross and cling,
awaiting the blessing of Life revealed
in our hearts to be burning hard and forever.

I, in glory dimmed, sing an indescribable song...
I sing of the One Life and rest and peace...
I want nothing more than You and
nothing less of You.
I fall upon this Rock,
this fragmented wholeness is everyday new.
More love to You my Christ!

Hosea's Invocation and God's response

"Come, let us return to the LORD; for he has torn, that he may heal us; he has stricken, and he will bind us up.

After two days he will revive us; on the third day he will raise us up, that we may live before him.

Let us know, let us press on to know the LORD; his going forth is sure as the dawn; he will come to us as the showers, as the spring rains that water the earth."

What shall I do with you, O E'phraim? What shall I do with you, O Judah? Your love is like a morning cloud, like the dew that goes early away.

Therefore I have hewn them by the prophets, I have slain them by the words of my mouth, and my judgment goes forth as the light.

For I desire steadfast love and not sacrifice, the knowledge of God, rather than burnt offerings.

Invocation

Do not rejoice over me my enemy,
when I fall, I shall rise; when I sit in darkness
the Lord shall be my Light.
Come now, Holy Light!
Send Your presence to lead and to guide
To heal and to mend you people today.

Come true Shepherd!
Come and lead a wandering people of your fold!
Ransom a holy people for Your Name
For Your Name is our salvation.

Please guard those bowed in your wings.
Please keep the simple of heart in your grace.
Save those who are bowed down in despair,
and bless those who have nothing but You.
Hold us in Your Hands that we may bless Your Name.

Amen

The Voices and the Shadows

Walking slowly down the road,
I turn a corner
and walk a few steps
before stopping and being told
I must become this,
I must become more.

Pacing forward
with the Sun on my back
and the empty hunger hanging on my heart
and in some strange contained anticipation
I, somewhere, somehow desire You.

The moon waxes with my metronomic footfalls,
and all the pine trees stand over me in a profound quiet
reminding me of the Slient Witness
(they stare at the setting sun).

So the shadows and voices have been my unwanted companions
tellin' me of all the things to behold
while you stare at me, fixed eyes of truth-
tellin' me there is only One who fills in this noise.
Only One Peace in a vengeance of culture.
Only One Life strewn out beyond death.
Grace has caught me and will not let loose!
I am yours, make all things new!

Backwards on Onwards into this Kingdom!

Man must become more than what he is
and less than what he can be...

Your word is contained in every son and in every daughter.
This blessed light, the sign of Jonah, cries out and shines forth anew!

For man does not live by bread alone,
but by every word brought forth from before the foundation of earth!
Man does not live alone,
but in the very heart of almighty God!

Wake up in to light sleeper in the day!
Awaken in the gaze of God!
Awaken so that the brilliance of the Word may shine forth in you!

There is no death, no ill for the loved of God.
Because they overcame this world by the blood of the Lamb
and by their testimony in faith.
The righteous will shine forth like the Sun in Your Kingdom!

Amen

Peace

Jesus is forgiveness. Thank you Lord....

Conversations with Sadhu Sundar Singh

Here are a few excerpts from the book Wisdom of the Sadhu that i find most comforting. Please read these, they may shine light and reveal a new perspective.



Seeker: Sadhu-ji, I see that you live
in deep inner peace, and I, too, long to find this peace.
Can we imperfect mortals ever hope to experience
true oneness with God?

Sadhu: We all have a natural, inborn desire to see
God. But God is infinite and incomprehensible. No
one can see God without being of the same infinite
nature as God. We are finite, and so we cannot see
God. But God is love. He is also the source of our
craving to know and love him. Out of this love God
took on a form that is comprehensible to us mortal beings.
Through this act of love we can now share in the
joy of the angels by seeing and knowing God directly.
This is why the Master said: “Whoever has seen me
has seen the Father.”
God knows well the inner state of every human being
and reveals himself to each heart in accordance
with its needs. There is no better way for a person to
enter true spiritual life than by encountering God di-
rectly. God became man and dwelt among us so that
we might not fear him as something terrible and foreign,
but instead see that God is love.

Seeker: I can understand that the infinite God is incomprehensible
to us mortals. I can also understand
that the power, or spirit of God, is at work around us.
But how can this God be a man as well? This seems
impossible.

Sadhu: The Almighty God and God Incarnate and
God the Spirit are one. In the sun, there is heat and
light and they are all one. But the heat is not the light
and the light is not the heat. So it is with God. The
Master and the Spirit both proceed from the Father to
bring light and heat to the world. God the Spirit is fire
that burns away all evil, making our hearts pure and
holy. The Master is the true light that drives out all
darkness and leads us to bliss along the path of truth.
Yet all three are one, just as the sun is one.


Seeker: I want to believe the truth of what you say,
for I see its fruits in the peace you experience, but it is
difficult for me to understand or accept.

Sadhu: God has created us with spiritual faculties and
powers, but these must be used or else they will decay
and be lost. Faith must be fixed on the living God or
else irreverence and sin will rule; they will lead to
doubt and ultimately destroy all faith.
Sometimes people say that they are ready to believe
in God if only this or that doubt is removed or satisfied.
Can one go to a doctor and ask that the pain of a
broken arm be removed before the bone is set? This
would be ridiculous because the pain is the result of
the break. Once the limb has been set, the pain will
pass away by itself. Doubts are spiritual pains that
arise from our sin. Irreverence has broken our spiritual
oneness with God. We must first restore spiritual
union with God; then doubts with regard to the existence
of God or the divinity of the Master will disappear
on their own. Only then will the pain fade. Only
then will we experience the wonderful spiritual peace
that the world can neither give nor take away. The
Master reveals God to us so that the union between
God and us sinful humans might be restored. He has
opened the way for us to enter his heavenly realm.
Whoever sincerely seeks truth with an open heart will
find it revealed in the Master.
We do not need knowledge of Hebrew or Greek,
but we do need to be united with the Spirit. This Spirit
guided the prophets and followers who recorded his
words, and this spirit alone can reveal their true meaning
to us. The language of the Master is spiritual, and
we can only understand its meaning if we are awake in
spirit. We do not need to know or understand anything
about theological questions or criticisms. Indeed,
a child can most readily grasp the Master’s
teaching, for the child is still united with the spiritual
world from which it came. But those who possess wisdom
that is only of this world can never understand,
for the Master’s spirit is not in them.

So Far We've Come (or have we).

We've come so far in the midst of damage and loss.

But have we really renounced this world for the sake of the cross?

i've come to life again by the one who makes men whole.

Like fractured pieces of glass put back together again

reaching up to receive that which purposed in our faith-

salvation of the soul.



You are known as Hiding Place to me.

You are Jesus, the Healer of the collected,

before time began, free!

All things are new!

The great Promise-union with you

Is alive in those, who of faith, walk in the Living One!

Grant now that we may grow in what is True.

Amen.

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These past three poems are beautiful products by J.R.R Tolkein in the Hobbit. They make life a little more beautiful, so i felt like sharing.

Roads go ever ever on

Roads go ever ever on,
Over rock and under tree,
By caves where never sun has shone,
By streams that never find the sea;
Over snow by winter sown,
And through the merry flowers of June,
Over grass and over stone,
And under mountains in the moon.

Roads go ever ever on
Under cloud and under star,
Yet feet that wandering have gone
Turn at last to home afar.
Eyes that fire and sword have seen
And horror in the halls of stone
Look at last on meadows green
And trees and hills they long have known

Far Over Misty Mountains Cold

Far over the misty mountains cold,
To dungeons deep and caverns old
We must away ere the break of day,
To seek the pale enchanted gold.

The dwarves of yore made mighty spells,
While hammers fell like ringing bells
In places deep, where dark things sleep,
In hollow halls beneath the fells.

For ancient kings and elvish lord
There many a gleaming golden hoard
They shaped and wrought, and light they caught,
To hide in gems on hilt of sword.

On silver necklaces they strung
The flowering stars, on crowns they hung
The dragon-fire, in twisted wire
They meshed the light and moon and sun.

For over the misty mountains cold
To dungeons deep and caverns old,
We must away ere break of day,
To claim our long-forgotten gold.

Goblets they carved there for themselves
And harps of gold; where no man delves
There lay they lay long, and many a song
Was sung unheard by man or elves.

The pines were roaring on the height,
The winds were moaning in the night.
The fire was red, it flaming spread;
Laid low like torches blazed with light.

The bells were ringing in the dale,
And men looked up with faces pale,
Then dragon's ire more fierce than fire
Laid low their towers and houses frail.

The mountains smoked beneath the moon;
The dwarves, they heard the tramp of doom.
They fled their hall to dying fall
Beneath his feet, beneath the moon.

For over misty mountains grim
To dungeons deep and caverns dim
We must away ere break of day,
To win our harps and gold from him!

Bilbo's Song in Rivendell

I sit beside the fire and think of all that I have seen, of meadow-flowers and butterfliesin summers that have been;

Of yellow leaves and gossamer in autumns that there were, with morning mist and silver sunand wind upon my hair.

I sit beside the fire and think of how the world will be when winter comes without a spring that I shall ever see.

For still there are so many things that I have never seen: in every wood and every spring there is a different green.

I sit beside the fire and think of people long ago, and people who will see a world that I shall never know.

But all the while I sit and think of times there were before, I listen for returning feet and voices at the door.

I need You precious Lord

I need You precious Lord....

C'ause i'm wasting slowly away.

i tremble at Mount Sinai,

Seeking your will for my life.

Oh, the sword will shatter all that is!

(Our God is a consuming Fire.)

You gaze at me and pierce my soul,

guiding me with your Eye.



i wonder half heartedly why

(all the reasons why),

the details escape my grasp.

Why our egos are the largest things we know?

And they only ever fill a teaglass to it's brim.

Thats all they ever fill.

Why do we waste you time dear Lord?

Why don't we ponder anew, what the Almighty can do?


One Day you will rip a whole in the sky and come on the clouds bearing the sword.

strengthen my heart for that day.

will you find faith on the earth

as Zion is a whore?


I am yours, save me Lord...

because i love your words.

I need you precious Lord.

Awake fire of the heart!


i am broken.

i am healed.

i am shattered

i am whole.



This soul lays upon the Rock.

My hands are held high (i will not fall).

As i traverse the lonely roads....

Everything is in your hands to bear.

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Another amazing excerpt from Poems and Rymed Prayers by Eberhard Arnold


Light, redeem! O save and free us.
Let thy beams pierce us to the core.
Consecrate all things, King Jesus,
thou rising sun, thou morning star.
Lord, we fully trust thy radiance.
Thy summons calls us out of night.
Brilliant light-worlds dost thou build
of fires baptismal, pure and bright.
Built on shining, radiant pillars,
thy sacred temple soon will stand.
Roar, O spirit of fire, roar loudly –
send out thy flames across the land!
Holy power, draw near and heal us:
alone in pureness can life shine.
Leave us not, O Holy Spirit –
a pure white stone thy sacred sign.

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An amazing excerpt from Poems and Rymed Prayers by Eberhard Arnold


We believe the unseen being.
We believe the final power.
We believe what is revealed.
We believe hour by hour.
We believe the quiet glimmer.
We believe the inner word.
We believe, although in darkness.
We believe here on earth.
We believe the words of Jesus.
We believe the Spirit’s might.
Faith brings forth a new creation.
Open wide, O gates of life!
Sannerz, 1921

The Eye of God

Here I lay on the evening floor.
You do not pass me by, You heal; make me whole.
Fill my heart with Your Light.
Join in Spirit--take me Wonderous Flight.
To The Mountain again we go.
Leaves are falling, the walk is slow.
i know you Everlasting...i know you and need you.
Everlasting, Guard me as the apple of your Eye.
Hide me within the Shadow of your wings.
Blessed are the children who walk in the way of Everlasting!

You came and took my life

Jesus i love you...

i never want to leave You again.

Jesus i need you...

bring me into You again.

Jesus i repent...

Send Your Spirit again.

Amen

Misery

The Children rest in storm in day

and pander slow in puddles grey

The Wrathe! The path bears down on me

Bears down! Bears down Eternity!




The light of day is stole away

The darkness awakens at the end of the risen frey

to stay...to stay...

the darkness awakens to choke the day



Down! Down! there is no hope!

Down Down in darkness grope!

Fear take you (there is no dawn)

The wrath of God at end is drawn--

There is no escape for you

tortures awake forever new...always new!


So try to break the grip of hell

where stories live men never tell

hope for you is dragged away away!

Down where mortals cry and demons play!