Good Job
1-4-15
Justified in your words
Overcoming when thou art judged
Consider the flowers and those birds
Seeking not natural bitterness of that grudge
Let God be true and every man a liar
This is a good start in me returning to it
Passages stand out
As miracles like magic
And I'm gifted but not by a golden calf
Don't give up, O don't give in
Thirty is my limit at the store tomorrow
Washing helping hands
For all joy in sorrow
Justified
Good start, good job...
Built
1-4-15
Guilt is built
And coffee is spilt
So that I might trace the stains
With this pen so that I might stand fast in the rains
And go back to do it all again
Destruction and misery are in their ways
None are exempt from breathing in chlorine at hotel stays
I don't even know where I was
In the days when I thought that life was a game
No navel gazing this time around
I see my glory even in my shame...
All Is Sacred (Part 2)
1-4-15
No one righteous, no not one
I hear a knock in the hallway
And wish away the night
Of my cloud sheathed sun
I wish him well on his way
I lean to with open arms
And not with a loaded gun
Stark naked
I break the silence
According to the chess game
That the champion already won
There is no one to understand me
According to Mother's cinnamon bun
There is no one whom really seeks
They have all turned aside
Yeah, I'm back in there
And I'm glad to take the dog off the chain....
What Then?
1-4-15
To be under this judicial sentence
So is ones true nature
Looking down the barrel of the devil's gun
But not afraid
Yes, he is afraid of us
A small believing girl is his worst nightmare
Under the cloud sheathed sun
For all have sinned and fall short
So may we encourage one another and exhort
The medicine is working better now
As something sweet to report
The blood of the lamb is on my front door
And in the land of Goshen
To learn there is so much more....
On Romans 3:31
1-4-15
Where is boasting
It is excluded
By what law
By the law of faith protruded
Give it up for apostle Paul
He did his good work in penning his epistles
While in prison
It could have been a whole lot worse
He could have thrown in the towel
This life is cold
But we are inside where it's warm
Where is boasting then
It is left out of the equation
On the contrary
We establish the law
But not by persuasion
Where is boasting?
Bookmark
1-4-15
Bookmark at Romans chapter four
I take a break to return to all that I have written about it
And somehow I can say that no one needs to doubt it
O, Soul savage the heart
Zealous for truth and enthusiastic
Hallelulijia is a word I never learned how to spell
Phone ringing across the hallway does not concern me
And I ought to have no fear
While in the word
Once, twice and thrice again...
Abishag
1-4-15
Come Abiathar and Adonijah
I haven't got a clue
I will never learn it all
Until I get to heaven
But I will seek it for the rest of my days
Come Abishag the Shumanite
I have my new dreams tonight
Up since six
Not too early
And not too late
I get my morning joe to the world fix
The ord is come and I have enough on my plate
O, can the drugs really work for one in distress
The answer is both yes and no
By insanity's question
O, help me to understand...
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