El Elyon - Hello Poetry

Jul 2016

The Faithful Dreamer

Crashing down.
The idols in my life.
Long worshipped.
Long trusted in.
Come crashing down.
They lie in shambles at my feet.
So long...
so long...
Have I worshipped one idol after another.
And forgotten my Lord and Saviour.
Rejected my Heavenly Bridegroom.
Who I am betrothed to.
And who is jealous over me.
Jealous.
Because I am His.
And He loves me.

Crashing down.
The idols in my life.
Lie in shambles at my feet.
Shambles.
Just like my life.
My life lies in ruins.
Because of my sin.
Of idolatry.
Oh Lord, I repent.
You alone must be my God.
You alone must have first place in my heart.
Have I ever truly known You?
Or have I been living a lie?
Surrounded by demons of idolatry.
Oh, let me know You more deeply now.
That I might fulfill my marriage vow.
To You.
That I might learn.
To trust You.

Crashing down.
The idols lie in shambles at my feet.
I bow in repentance before my King.
For only in Him am I complete.
And only He can repair
the ruins
of my shattered life.
Shattered by my idolatry.

Crashing down.
Shattered ruins.
I cry out for mercy.
My heart is now His.
Alone.

Jul 2016

Nelize

A psalm of wealth

anthems sweet as honey
a cup overflowing
break the power of money

it is now or never
a short life i have
the width of my hand
oh YHVH save this land
from now until forever

drag the thorns from our flesh
make us whole
our parched souls now fresh

our governors hunger for power
they mimic mammon
but the Lord our satisfying Power

bring my heart to tears
make it after Your own
a love that tears all fears
to save the lost at any cost
bless those spiritually in arrears

oh YHVH, i beseech Thee
you have been so good to me
parch our land from greed
that we may wealthily drink from Thee

may this psalm that leaked from my hand
bring praise to YHVH in every land

"My life is no longer than the width of my hand" -- Psalm 39:5

This poetic psalm may be used anywhere - whether you want to send it to loved ones, colleagues, or even for lyrics, you are most welcome to, as long as you don't claim it as your own and keep it anonymous. May this prayer bring many blessings to our countries.

#poem #prayer #spiritual #song #rich #wealth #blessing #psalm #land #anthem

Jul 2016

leona chaput

Awesome Majesty

Standing before the throne of God
Awesome in all His majesty
Beautiful is the wonder of God
Poured out to heal and bring love
To a world that is crying out
Help us, oh, Lord
Awesome in majesty
Awesome in glory
Revealing hope and mercy
For those who call and look
Up to Jesus
Wonderful, precious the name of Jesus
Shining from heaven in stream of Gold
Awesome majesty, touching the one's
Who are calling His name
Those who care to be counted
Among the ones that are chosen for
All eternity in heaven with God
Awesome, wonderful the name of God

BY: Leona Chaput

Jul 2016

leona chaput

Great Things From Jesus

Great things, greater things yet to come
Great thoughts, thoughts of Jesus
Holding us in His arms
Great is the way Jesus has covered this
World with His hope for all nations
Hope for the lost and the weary and for
Those who look to the Lord humbled
And contrite before Him
Great is His promise of mercy,
Salvation and hope for eternity
With our Savior
Greater, greater, much more and
Greater and greater the love from God

By: Leona Chhaput

Jul 2016

Nelize

It is finished

a silent deep breath
gazing up at the sky
He now sees death
hammers fly up high

lay Him down on lacerated spine
little do they know, they mock the Divine
soon this sky will show darkness
prove He's King, none will deny

nails hit wood
through miracle hands
a violent wail is His reply

spit glides down His heavenly cheek
sour wine runs down burst lips
'forsaken I am' 'tis now His brood
in His side spears now pry

a single tear drop lands on His face
not from His eye
but from the Father's sky

IT IS FINISHED He cried
a single rabbi brings sin to defeat
as death comes by

His absence will be fleet
for us: not yet goodbye

#sin #life #death #sacrifice #christian #cross #jesus #christ #crucified

Jul 2016

SøułSurvivør

You Can Talk to Me

When you're down and feeling scared
You can talk to Me
Of this life you weren't prepared
You can talk to Me
You feel your pain cannot be shared
You can talk to Me
You cried out and no one cared
You can talk to Me

A husband who has lost his wife
You can talk to Me
The searing pain cuts like a knife
You can talk to Me
There is naught but pain and strife
You can talk to Me
No owners manual for this life
You can talk to Me

You don't know what you can do
You can talk to Me
Your body beaten black and blue
You can talk to Me
Of real friends you've only few
You can talk to Me
Of rememberance only rue
You can talk to Me

If you're tired of your rut
You can talk to Me
All the doors are locked and shut
You can talk to Me
When life has literally kicked your ****
You can talk to Me

Talk to Me
'Bout anything
Talk to Me
Comfort I bring

Talk to Me
I'll always be
Talk to Me
I'll set you free

You can LIVE ETERNALLY!

You can talk to Me
You can talk to Me
You can talk to Me

SoulSurvivor
(C) 6/29/2016

Yes I used the four letter word... ****.
Joyce Meyer used to it when she said,
"Get off your "but(t)s"!

Jesus is there for you, dear friend.
He always has a listening ear.
He's always there. He never sleeps.
Talk to Him!

I'm there too if you ever need me. I've been on the low with several people. That's why I have not been reading. People need to know there is actually somebody out there who cares. Since I am Jesus disciple, which means I am his emissary & diplomat, and I pray for people here too, I would very much like to know your cares and burdens. I do read about them too. And I pray for your needs. But I would also like to talk to you via your messages on the system here. I have gotten to know many individuals on this site. I've even given out my phone number in the past. Very discerningly of course. But I have.

I love you all very much

♡ Catherine

#love #poetry #prayer #life #god #hope #faith #poets #jesus

Jul 2016

The Faithful Dreamer

Speak

Lord, speak to me
when my heart
is
still.
And I have quieted
my soul.
Speak to me
Your words of Truth.
That I may fear no ill.

Speak to me
when I awaken.
Remind me
that I am not forsaken.
Speak
when I lay down to sleep.
Hold me in Your arms
while I weep.
Speak to me,
dear Lord I pray.
Speak to me.
And have Your way.
Speak.
For Your servant is listening.
Speak.
In the quiet place.
Of my heart.
Speak.

Jul 2016

Joseph J Breunig 3rd

Poem: Rise Up

As Children of The Almighty,
we have the God-given ability
to rise up, without the shame
of knowing who we really are,
despite our souls’ fragility.

Have we been taught and shown
Love, Mercy, Grace, Forgiveness
and Peace that we require daily?
So what is holding us back now,
from overcoming this human mess

of feeling inadequate or ignorant?
About 90% of The World is headed
towards Hell, unconvinced about
the legitimacy of the Christian
Lifestyle, whereby God’s embedded

His Presence and power is in us.
We’re not meant to be superfluous,
seeing that we’re supposed to be
both the hands and feet of Christ.
So The World remains nonplussed,

plagued by their own doubts, which
is reinforced by our poor treatment
of them; our continued failures to
walk in Love, reflects our inability
to thrive with joyous contentment.
.
.
.
Author notes

Inspired by:
Luke 10:19; Eph 1:3-141 Cor 12:27;
Rom 12:9-21; Matt 5:13-16

Learn more about me and my poetry at:
http://amzn.to/1ffo9YZ

By Joseph J. Breunig 3rd, © 2016, All rights reserved.

#poetry #faith #up #christian #rise #breunig

Jul 2016

Mike Hauser

The Sweetest Taste

There's a sweetness
In the presence
To the Glory
Of the Lord
Come and taste
All that he gives us
The sweetest taste
You've ever known
The taste of mercy
And forgiveness
No bitter taste
On the tongue
No better taste
Sweet satisfaction
Come and taste
The Lord is good

Jul 2016

Mike Hauser

Lord, It's You That I Need

In hiding my sin
You show me love
Pouring me out
To fill me up
From guilt's misery
You set me free
Proving again
Lord, it's you that I need

When I'm running out
You take me in
Walking in doubt
Taking hold of my hand
Who better yet
Than the lover of me
Proving again
Lord, it's you that I need

When my heart cries
You dry the tears
Losing my sight
You calm my fears
When I feel like packing it in
You never leave
Proving again
Lord, it's you that I need

Jul 2016

Alyssa Underwood

Wrestling at Peniel

It's at the point of desperation that the soul finds its deepest desire,
and in that desire lies everything of which true life is made.
Perhaps the first and central question concerning surrender
ought not to be, “What am I willing to give to God?”
but “What am I willing to receive from Him?”

For it's only in the realization that I have nothing to give Him and
He has everything to give me that true humility and surrender come.
If I would simply receive all He offers me and let Him fill me up
I would have no room in my hands to hold onto anything else.
But how often it is that we won't receive it until everything else is lost.

It's the secret and inexpressible dreams of the soul
which are the hardest things of all to let go and the last to go.
When they are finally gone we have nothing left to run to but Him,
and when we do we find that He is the beginning,
the end and the center of every secret dream.

Ah, blessed Peniel—that mysterious and holy ground
where heartache collides head-on with romance,
that deep and shadowed land where we struggle
with God and with men and we overcome,
that painful yet glorious place which we may leave limping
with a wrenched hip but we do not care, for we have seen God’s face—
like Jacob, may we not pass you by without being forever changed.

Genesis 32

~~~

#god #wrestling #idols #desperation #desire #surrender #dreams #mystery #heartache #struggle