Them fieldwalks led
As leave my home
Thought be of fate
Eversince im born
Cause be i accept
When destiny call
More nothing less
At hand grip own
Of a promised had
Nevertheleast of
Thought be my day
When a feet goes
The road in writen
Hand handed thou
Word which name
Had given its hour
Souls body placed
Them self aborrow
Thenfore only well
When end to come
Have lookin harvest
Fare as well a long
Plant planted in land
When summer sow
Gave seeds the day
Came none of short
Share with laughter
Tasted our sorrows
And heres the last
Casted sun of dawn
Tale of story to end
Lasted however long
Takes agive to have
Remembered in song
Embody a different
Shape of given form
Reborn within aself
Understand a known
Hold a secret unsaid
Nonetheless a more
Morse left be unfelt
Loves had never told
Morrows before had
Sights amare unsaw
Lowers of lows left
Of man kept to know
Lovers of what aches
Heavens of be home
To be what our aim.

Whatevers a worth
Nights haven dream
Sacrifice i brought
Gods were pleased
Outofsudden told
Now is then to be
Time o may rejoyce
ours of company
I praised them all
Love in surrounded
Wise is the wisdom
Divine of their will
Of any doubt beyond
Suprise of delighted
How kind agenerous
Godlike their beauty
At far of all my awe
While above gazing
My eyes of my soul
Thrill found excited
I cried o perfection
might made beings
Just to had aknown
Heart set to peace
To find in the world
Bout what you is
This life gave worth
A while a meaning
The sun to set of
Done steps evenin
Day to night i was
Right giventh bliss
felt lighted by word
manners appreciated
spare what an hour
I had granted a wish
Yet adviced much so
Beware lust and greed
Want what is to want
have and not have to be
Corse hard to come
rest be to find an ease
Of hearts the sorrow
Havin the time to heal
So i done kept ahold
Had a part from vanity
Great might humbled
Asked to remember me
Answeared forever on.

At the edge where spirits
In a lead of candle light
Wayward heaven as if
Hurried in a great rush

Foretold had and lived
This age of yester now
Lets call as lets agree
Since isnt there to find

All of when we cherised
Maybe kept other side
Forgotten in memories
then we daydream bout

Lost for well is to wind
Played the left of rights
Of words written the ink
Never so cared to find

Roads of dead ended
Silent at fold ten times
Dull and black within
Overlooked made blind

Cold to have in winter
Land to cover in white
Rocked to the big sleep
By a very similar luluby

Longed in taste asweet
Place known be found
Tomorrow as today been
Then before it is what

Worlds i went travelin
Rest abones sacrificed
Hope my faith believed
And hoped for and how

Soul my chest abeatin
Hands hold their palm
Hour by last minute
Had slowly note afind

So what ends to begin
As the world turns around
Morning birds do sing
The dawn concerns not

May once at last it to be
Man onto own terms life
And definitions maturity
love a reason to grow up

Forget pants we are free
Kiss away the fool of doubt
When sky at hands reach
hand is reachin back down

Get down on your knees
merci sakes truth and just
After life another to live
Beg me please my heart

Shiver and blush for me
Be perfect like little child
Without shame alike guilt
A reason to dear to god

A Flower behind your ear
In hand a bottle of wine
golden grapes godpicked
Dancing you spill around

Pain to overcome suffer it
She yelled wisdom drunk
And for the death to defeat
She said you must die

In the far garden of magic
Above us lookin as only sky
Beyond right for ever since
I hurry in that great rush.

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You left Your Throne for me,

Yet never lost Your sacred essence.

You came with purpose, burning bright —

To rescue me, to bring me light.

You are the Most High, the Messiah,

All power beneath Your sovereign feet.

No force, no darkness, no hellish scheme —
Nothing can sever what’s ours to keep.

The Cross is more than wood and nails,

It’s where You bled for all my sins.

You, Heaven’s Beloved, pure and true,

Yet still You chose to die for me too.

How unfathomable Your love is,

It floods my soul, a boundless sea.

I tremble, awestruck, in Your grace,

For You have made a way for me.

My love for You, I claim again,

And lay it at Your feet.

My days are far too few, I know,

Yet You promise me eternity

Steal a whisper from the breeze – wipe your shoes at the threshold
of Father Time; the embrace of Mother Nature bosoms over my gaze,
nourishing me with the vivid picture of life yearning for sustenance.
As a wailing child, wrap me in the blanket of my dreams; my sheets
stained with yellow – don’t label me as yellow, for I despise
being ******.

Capture a flair in a brushstroke – the delicate arch of an eyebrow,
lifted at the sight of the Cross; “I still ponder how,” they criticized the
woman who dried His feet with her hair – she must have been bold.
Now, resting at the foot of the Cross; I must be wise to take down
those footnotes.

Lend a smile from a tear – grinning through the pain, the ache of
existence is merely this relentless cycle within the machinery of time.
A lavish timepiece; cherish all that you have at hand; and arm your resolve to fulfil His Will.

The pain will go away and we will rejoice again
The dark cloud will fade and we will have a brighter day
With this hope in our hearts
With the believe intact
With the faith in God
We will overcome
Surely
We will overcome

Jesus calls out to us: "Come to Me"
And, filled with faith, we walk upon the sea
With our eyes upon the master, we rise above
And we walk to him with hearts full of love

But then we look down and see just where we are
We falter and start to sink after we came so far
We reach out for Jesus to save us again
We lost our focus and what happened then?

We have all been prodigal
We have all been dead in our sin
We have all denied the Father
And wanted our own life to begin

We have chased things that leave us empty
We have consumed things that do not satisfy
We have searched for love in all the wrong places
We hit rock bottom, ready to break down and cry

We are in the land of loss and suffering
We brought this upon ourselves
Wandering in the barren lands
Chained up in our own personal hells

Eventually we come to our senses
We see the price that our actions cost
We come crawling back to our home
But we are back; we are no longer lost

We are filled with sorrow and remorse
But the past is in the past; right now, we celebrate
"Put a ring on his finger and sandals on his feet
The finest wine put in his cup and meat upon his plate"

Today, all of Heaven rejoices with a grand feast
Light and life arise like the morning sun in the east
There is now much laughter and music and dance
The colors are more vivid, and my senses enhanced

We will come from suffering to celebration
We will come to a more perfect relation
We will know the true joy of Easter morn
Because, from out of suffering, we have been borne

Lord, thank you for your saving grace and for calling us to yourself. We are called to rise above the trials and storms of life, and we can when we keep our eyes fixed on you. But we lose focus Lord, we doubt, and we are pulled under. Save us Lord and give us the courage to step out on the water and go where you call us. We also pray that you would see us through the suffering to celebrate with you again. Help us be mindful of our sins and soften our hearts to be remorseful and repentant so we may rise with you in your resurrection. Amen.

We will close with these words:
"There's no one more thankful to sit at the table than the one who best remembers hunger's pain. And no heart loves greater than the one that is able to recall the time when all it knew was shame". --Steven Curtis Chapman "Remember Your Chains"

I remember praying to you, and you did not answer.  
I was told God listened to His children,  
But you sure didn't listen to me.  
I was told to fast so my prayers could be answered quickly,  
I starved myself from food, fed only on prayer and faith for days,  
Hoping for some good but only ended in the hospital.  
You didn't answer.  

My clothes were drenched in tears,  
I felt myself dehydrated.  
I prayed from dusk till dawn,  
But still no answer.  

That pain I felt isn't there anymore.  
Not because things are finally looking up,  
It's because I'm losing faith.  
I feel numb to all the pain.  
You weren't there when I needed you the most.  

All those people lied to me when they said you come in times of need.  
They said if God doesn't answer,  
It's because He knows one can handle it.  
But here I am thinking that my definition of "handle" and His aren't the same.  
Unless, if wishing to die, isolation, and sh is His definition,  
Then I guess I'm handling everything perfectly.

I don't know much,
Then l do know a lot,
I don't know what's true,
But I know what's not;

What I know true and full,
Binds me together firm,
A simple truth breathing,
Potent red, sinster green;

I've loved you completely,
Vivid rich and vast,
That I know with awe,
I miss your eyes;

My mind drowns in them,
Such grace and comfort,
You'll never leave my mind,
I love you, my moon baby.