I planted a garden
So I thought to be
A garden of flowers
Day after day I watched
It grow into a garden
So I thought
A garden of flowers
Weeks of rain and sunshine
My garden I thought to be
A garden of flowers
Became a garden of weeds
Everywhere a weed
Taking away the breath
From my flowers!
Oh! I exclaimed
Eve, your first weed
Planted in God’s
Perfect garden
Has spread to my garden
The garden I thought
To be a garden of flowers
When all seems lost
And hopelessness sets in
When the water rises
Above your head
Life at peril
Memory at work
Count your blessings still
Count them all one by one
Faith will take its place
Hopelessness disappears
You will see God is near
Today, as He was yesteryear
Forever He will be the same
Be still and whisper His name.
Gather the stones
witnesses of your past
Count your blessings
Without missing one
In awe you will see
The work God has done
In time of your need
Unshackles and sets free
Sinners like you and me
Love, the tongue it speaks
A flower among thorns
Mending a heart being torn
A beautiful fragrance is born
The eraser of hate from man’s heart
Bitterness, not a chance
Lifting man to God
In a sound of a prayer
Forgive them Father
For them I died.
God, mankind embracing
In His awesome grace
Through YAHSHUA, His Son
Scourged and broken bones
Disfigured and rejected
Men to God He united
My Song in the night
My Joy in the day time
My Refuge in my troubles
My Savior, for me crucified
I will confess Him until I die
Lover of my soul
He died to make me whole
He suffered my body to heal
His blood shed to forgive
This, the world must know!
His name reflects love
The substance that holds
The world together
Always enduring
The test of time
Never fading away
With each step I take
Deeper it grows
My life, to Him
A living sacrifice, I gave
My Shepherd, my guide
The valleys I walk not alone
In death, I am satisfied
His presence always sure
In His arms I am secure
A gentle wind lowly
Whispering peace, be still
In a raging storm
Chaos all around to see
Confusion and fear
Buffing His voice
Only few hear
And understand
The end is near!
A calming breeze
Refreshing the soul
His presence bringing
Joy, many don’t know
Fear in control
His voice utters
Words of comfort
Relief to you I give
Believe and receive!
Silently, He blows
From where, no one knows
Hope to the hopeless
Who wants to know
Where to go.
The Comforter of the
throbbing heart
Who Him will seek
To know His peace
Under God’s power
He raised the dead
Fed the crowd
Twenty loaves multiplied
For one hundred
Hungary men
Needed to survive
The famine season.
Double portion of God’s power
It was all he pleaded
Elisha, his teacher
When at his sight
He disappeared
In chariots of fire
Never to return
My father, My father
Elisha cried,
With a loud voice
Echoing to the sky
While his teacher
To him said goodbye
And the echo faded away
Slowly, slowly in his ears
As Elijah disappeared.
Trumpet sounds, earth tremor
Heaven opens in glorious splendor
Jesus breaks through the clouds
No time left in the hour
Arise, redemption has arrived.
I hear my name
Through the trumpet sound
In a speed of light
My body is translated
In a flight to the sky.
Angels and archangels
Lift their voices!
At Jesus’ command
Go fetch My bride
The earth dims before my eyes.
Simon, Peter, I mean
Under Jesus’ scrutiny
Was found denying Him-
The very essence of Truth
“I do not know the Man.”
A spokesman in his time
Failed his best friend
Not once, not twice, but thrice
In one simple line,
I do not know the Man!
A witness of His power
Miracles, resurrections
Lazarus, one of three
Peter was there to see
The blind seeing
The lame walking
Leprous healed
Thousands being fed
At the words of Jesus
Peace, be still
The sea obeyed
Transfigured before his eyes
The Son of God Himself revealed
But without a doubt,
These, Peter forgot.
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