Poetry

cnevarez © 2007

A Poor Man’s Praise:

My heart is filled with praise, and my soul shall sing of You forever. When I was all alone in the day, You came to sit with me, and I did not know why. When I was embarrassed because the dirt on my face became as my skin, You did not reject me to be with rich people. I saw the people drawing near and I walked away because I did not want to bring You shame. But You placed You right hand on my shoulder and told me to stay, and I stared at Your face in awe. My lips were dry for thirst, and You stuck both of Your hands into a well to let me drink water from Your hands. I did not feel worthy of all Your kindness towards me, no one ever did what You did. The whole time I did not say a word, I could not find the words to say unto You. Then You sung a beautiful song unto me of the God who made both the rich and the poor, and tears fell down my face making the dirt into mud because You gave me hope. At Your feet I bowed down to the earth and worshipped the God of my fathers Abraham, Isaac, and Jacob. Then I fell into a sleep, and when I woke, You were gone. I searched for You with the rest of the poor that You had comforted, and they told me You were the Messiah, our deliverer. You found me before I could find You. You found me when I was not looking for You. My heart is filled with praise, and my soul shall sing of You forever.

 

The King’s Heart:

What is on Your mind, O mighty King? Your servant is ready to know the thoughts of my Lord. When You are silent, I wait for Your mouth to open. My eyes look stedfastly on Your lips, and my ears long to hear wisdom & righteous judgement. I fear and tremble because I want accomplish exactly what You purpose in Your heart. Call my name, and I am at Your service. Your whole Kingdom trust in You, and our life is continually in Your right hand. We have heard that many nations are rising up against us. The prophets have already spoken of Your victory, Your foot shall rest on all that oppose You. Whatever You say shall come to pass. The soldiers of Your army are willing to die for Your name. Be strong, City of God, the King shall save us by the power of His love! Yes there is great power in the King’s heart. The King loves His people, and shall save us!

 

True Love:

Lord, I am hated for Your name, but I count it all joy. I have done no evil but my life is still sought after. My heart pounds for the love I have for Your glorious gospel, surely You are greater than Moses that delivered the people from Egypt. I am not ashamed of calling You my Lord and my King, to You do my knees bow both day and night. I wait for Your commandment, I will follow You where ever You go, lead me and I will follow You to the slaughter. Though the heathen threaten me to cut me off from the land of the living, I will not be shaken, nor will my soul fear because I love You more than mortality. Yes, I love You more than everything that is in this world, because You poured out Your soul as an offering for my sins. You spilled Your priceless blood while I was yet in iniquity. The lambs of the earth look at You and marvel, for they no longer have to suffer because You gave them rest from the shearer, and we have taken their place also. The wicked can take my life, and my soul can rest in hope that my blood will cry out against them. Nothing can pull me asunder because Your Spirit is joined to my spirit. Death cannot separate me from Your love. I will not fear what man can do to me because You are with me.

 

Free Will Offering:

The Lord gives, the Lord takes, and the Lord makes alive again. You are my maker, and my fashioner. You know me more than I know myself. It is from You that I can find my purpose, what it is I do not know, but with my whole heart I chase after it. What was on Your mind before You planted my soul within the body? What did You see? What was my end before I had a beginning? Which way should I go, and when will You reveal unto me Your secret? Let Your voice be my guide through the path that has already been paved. What is ahead of me I will not fear because You are with me. And when I offer my spirit as a sacrifice of praise, place it under Your altar with the rest of the souls that laid down their lives that they may take it back again. Resurrect me according to Your promise, O Lord.

 

Your Friend:

I am your friend. I am here for you in anything that you need. What is mine is yours, even as what is yours is mine. You do not have to beg me for anything, our friendship is closer than our own relatives. I am here to encourage you when doubt comes, and rejoice with you when your faith becomes a reality. When you are down, I am troubled. When you smile, I am filled with joy. I am willing to die for you because my love for you abounds. I am your friend until my last breath.

 

Cry Abba!:

When I am in distress, and when I do not know what to say, my soul cries Abba! I am in complete submission to Your will, and to Your will alone. You are my Father and I am Your son. When I am tried, and tempted, I am looking for the way of escape You have prepared for me. I am willing to suffer, because of the love I have for You, because You have never forsaken me. I would rather lay down my life than to break covenant with You. It is Your breath that has made me a living soul, and it is Your Spirit that has made me Your son. I am Your image, and reflect Your character, not my own charater. Exalt and glorify Your righteous name through me, for it is Your Spirit that is in me that does the works. I am in You, and You are in me, and we are one spirit because Your spirit has been joined unto mine. Because You have adopted me, I will forever cry Abba!