To Sear Us
3-18-18
O, flight of fancy on windswept fields
Lower your defense but raise your shields
For another cliche stolen
Of sole intention and forehead swollen
As finally decreed as to see to the need
And we have the mind of Christ to instruct us in dark seasons
Spiritual but as to carnal quick to hear
Our cries slick to sear us with lies
In our service and such reward
Today I lean on the Lord
And decide if this is for me
Yea r nay we are God's fellow workers
For the carnal state and a dead man we still carry around
In words taught by the Spirit and helpful hints
In the lost and found
Holy, which temple ye are and less tax
O, first of fancy....
Lean Lass Wish
3-18-18
Of green grass dish of lean lass wish
Explore and implore
This is what I need
I will not change for somebody else
But I will always follow my God in my own way
For breeze and afternoon pillows and AC's cranked up for coolness
Come June and July soon we fly high
As the devil sends forth his mighty winds
Friday was a wicked one
For a rock upon a sure foundation
For our picture and my new place
And unwavering devotion
I dream about in a place where I am accepted
But not approved by their words I am moved
All things are yours
Getting rolling with the eight o clock bell tolling
Greeting new brothers along the way
It ought to be about love
Let a man so consider....
Apostles Last
3-18-18
I hold the light for the tears gathered into the vials lachrymal
As the eagle hovers over its prey
I live in obscurity as one to stray from the word again
But adhere to the truth of me
Far from faithful and trustworthy
Hold the line and tow the cart
I am already full
The sun is up and it's cool to take on my life
Of rush hour he whom judges me is the Lord
Meeting brother Reed at the door with smiles
Making a fair representation
Cover me when I sing out
And think about the meaning of the lyrics
The temple here is the church having been made a spectacle
In our kosmos to mention that we are just passing through
In the apostolic example of thoughts and reasoning
Still evangelical
Shock!
On First Corinthians 3:22
3-18-18
Come the judgement of servants
Lay your hands on me someday
For new purpose and understanding
Today I do the right thing in showing up
I am already rich in atoms of debt and drought at Toronto University
In dreams of going there for a seminar today
It is perfect for such for rasps of half hour on the wall holy writing
As to examine the meaning
As to judge ones leaning
O, wall of The Forest of the south
Where God alone counts and I reconfirm
Nearer aid bemused I face the night
With my cat right by my side
Each one's work becomes manifest
As clear as a bell where today I travel west
Who makes me differ save in our uniqueness
All are yours....
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