Tuesday, December 26, 2017

lie

I Still Lie
11-28-17

Speaking to us gently
Not to force us to do His will
It's on us to be responsive
To the call in a battle between
The carnal and its spiritual
And we need the prayer closet
Right in front of us wherever we go
As to sail out of time
Don't even try to understand it
As wheels will turn
We have much to learn
Life is not a sprint  but a marathon
Talk to meas the author and finisher of our faith
Where holding out is submission
So long we have traveled
For Christian, our royal title
And new name, our white stone
All part of the plan
In the gate indeed before God
I still lie...





Our Strongest Tissue
11-28-17

Coming face to face with something more
Tune into your station not on your radio
As I'll be interrupted  by ones own conscience
Reminding us as a supplanter of sustenance
Follow not me nor your own devices
For the parallel in time and time to stand
So much we take for granted
But I will be there as one that seems to be something
New name: Israel
A good name
Better than riches and precious ointment
Speaking of the character of person
In Ginsberg that the gospel  might continue
And gossip be thwarted
To spy out our liberty
To yield submission
For the most part of a morning hour
It won't be long....





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