Friday, October 16, 2015

wilder

Wilder
9-17-15

Yet to puzzle and perplex
Yet to muzzle and to vex
The night brings shadows to the streets
You're concealing every feeling
But still we can see it clearly
Carcusses fall in the wilderness
And many grieve forty years
The gentle rain will fall
To deter our jaunt
Down to the bench
Many died before the entering
As a picture of souls dying without Christ
We see that they could not enter in because of unbelief
Then you might take up this proverb against the king
And say how has the oppressor so ceased....




God Bless Groundkeepers
9-17-15

Night is a time to chase away the hounds
As I pray, O bless the keepers of the grounds
We are made partakers in Christ
To smell the colors and to taste the sounds
Steadfast till the end
If we hold the beginning of our confidence
Exhort one another daily
And watch what you say
Down there where it all begins again
In peaceful hopes of yellow and red
The leaves are blown every which way
For the living and for the dead
He spake in a certain place on the seventh day
And he rested from all of his works....






O, Enter In
9-17-15

Need more tablets
Need more pens
In this avarice for good eggs
Sat upon by happy hens
Still looking for someone
And now I've found myself a new name
My white stone much more to me than a game
There remain therefore a rest for God's people today
If you hear his voice
Harden not your hearts as in the day of the provocation
For we as believers do enter after all
By the overthrow of Lucifer because of his pride
He wants us to be the center of our universe...





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