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91 · Sep 7
Silent Noise
Mark Rubilla Sep 7
Is my life a tiptop in the wooden floor?
Or is it a slam on an open door?
Have I pour it out intentionally?
Or have I act as if I'm a weak tree?
My mind put a dare in front of me
Filling what's lacking as if my enemy
It's definitely some sort of horror
But is my walk at stake, I'm not sure
I see questions come and go
In the night sky, in the wind blow
Mark Rubilla Apr 2010
Now, I understand how to live life to the fullest
By submitting our lives to the Lordship of the Spirit
As He works in us, He needs our participation
But just a little bit appearance of us, He will do the rest

Through His power, He sets convictions in this mundane
For us to avoid violation called the sinful selves
He poured out miraculous signs and wonders to know that God is real
Then the dead will rise to life, sickness will be heal

God was truly performed His promises, as He said
I will not leave you nor forsake you, I am with you
The Holy Spirit came, after Jesus went to arrange the heaven
For the greatest and grandest reunion the man can attend

The courage He has was like the same as the shepherd boy
Who never feared the raging lions, bears and giant
This is what the word says being Spirit filled life
Shake this place, just like the day of Pentecoast

This generation will arise through the grace and wisdom
That not even the well known scholars can attain
All they have has no good at all compare to the One lives in us
We are called to be His possess, we are His temple, forevermore
- From Of Asterisk
Mark Rubilla Apr 2010
I can see your affliction
Growing as a low self esteem
People from elsewhere
Called you like a wolf with sharp teeth
Ready to devour many living things
Also they clothed you with pessimism
Why are they like that?

Perhaps, as they watched you
By their eyes, they were criticizing
The works of your tired hands
I know you tried your best
To do things well and bring glory to Him

All I can say is that
Close your ears to their murmurs
Or ignore their accusations
Let their judgment come to pass
Like the river to the ocean

One last encouragement to you
Instead of hatred burns like fire
Let love flows in the inner part of you
Trust Him that He will clean up this mess
The blemishes, the dark spots and the cobwebs
Let Him eradicate all of this
Allow Him to just silent their roots
For sure, as you stand in prayer
Deliverance will reign in both sides
a help for a friend- From Of Asterisk

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