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[Anglican]

Book

Don't judge a book by it's cover
The pages are all worn
Many years of constant toil
Have left them thin and torn
It gives a good appearance
Belying what's inside
Perhaps you call it death to self
As God dissolves our pride.

He carefully takes the cover off
The pages fall to bits
We're dependent on the One
Who on our throne now sits
Slowly He rebuilds our lives
He puts things into place
Not as quickly as we'd like
But at His perfect pace.

 

[jiggyfly]

Very nice poem Anglican, did you write it?

 

[Anglican]

Cry for help

Here I sit inside my cell
Imprisoned by my mind
The world goes by without my help
It manages, I find
The dark and dingy place I live
Brings comfort to my soul
For I am safe inside my tower
My non demanding hole.

Created by almighty God
We've kept apart, so far
I know He'd like to call me son
But I'm locked in my jar
I'm heading for a future, dark
I'm following the one
Who hates the ground I stand upon
But where else can I run.

I'm getting quite depressed, right now
To think, there is a way
Of getting out of this dark cell
So I can go and play
With Father God, who loves me so
His Son was killed for me
Oh come and rescue me, right now
And end this misery.

 

[Rev T.S.Perkins]

id say this is right on for those lost and in darkness ..real insightful poem thank you.!

 

[Anglican]

Power

All the power that I possess
Is given by The One
Who died upon a cross for me
Yes Jesus, Gods' own Son
Whenever I go travelling
He's there to bring me back
There's no place I'd rather be
With Him there is no lack.

I've often wandered off the path
It doesn't feel quite right
Searching places in the world
The daylight turns to night
Soon I get to realise
There is one place to be
Back within my Fathers' will
His perfect plan for me.

 

[Anglican]

Trust him

The world is full of dread and fear
God says “ Do not fear “
We are heading for a fall
He says “ I am here”
As we look around our earth
The future is not bright
Time to choose the road to walk
Better get it right.

When we asked Lord Jesus in
Into our rotten state
He said we would ride the storms
As He controlled our fate
Standing tall despite the winds
That try to blow us down
Will be a beacon to the ones
Who wear a worried frown.

 

[Anglican]

Gifts

We stumble blindly in this life
Not knowing what we're for
Wondering what our purpose is
Striving even more
To find the meaning of our walk
The gifts we have been given
It drives us mad to see the light
Where shadows have been driven.

In simple terms, we are equipped
With everything we need
To cast our salt on people's chips
The hungry mouth's to feed
We are the difference in this life
The light on people's murk
So do your best with what you are
Don't let the shadows lurk.

 

[Anglican]

I choose

I choose to let You shine Your light
Into my darkness deep
Those areas of septic waste
Where no-one ever peeps
Conglomerate of past and fear
That’s built a wall so thick
Transforming one so beautiful
Into someone so sick
You have the power to reach into
The cesspit of my life
To chip away the barnacles
Of bitterness, pain and strife
Come delve into this soggy mess
A barrier to You
Change me into Your dear child
So I can romp with You.

 

[Anglican]

Understand

I still can't fully understand
That when I asked Him in
He should choose to spend His time
Sorting through my sin
Surely it was rather grim
Without the aid of gloves
Sweeping up the mess of me
That shows He is love.

He must have done a proper job
I'm feeling so much cleaner
Bloated with my excess sin
I'm looking so much leaner
If you let Him in your rooms
That you've kept locked for years
He will lighten all your dark
And dry your bitter tears.

 

[Anglican]

Frank

What's the use of being frank
When your name is Ted
Driving through life like a tank
Not where you are led
Give again your tepid lives
Strictly to The Lord
Then you'll know that you and Him
Are in one accord
For dodgy times are happening
Everywhere we look
And all the answers to our walk
Are found in God's own book
So let us take this seriously
And spend some time with Him
Who has a purpose meant for us
Let not our light grow dim.

 

[amanda123]

what a strange poem

what do you mean

 

[Anglican]

Door

When you asked The Lord to stay
You left Him in the hall
And got on with your busy life
Not bothering Him at all
Then suddenly you opened up
A door and let Him in
You let a stronghold of your life
Be cleansed of fear and sin.

But still you kept things to yourself
Afraid to let them go
And even though they ruled your life
Against the tide you'd row
Finally , you had enough
And let The light come in
Another stronghold of your life
Was cleansed of fear and sin.

After year's of yielding self
Your doors were opened wide
You were the one who people saw
With nothing left to hide
If only you had trusted Him
And left the door's ajar
All the strongholds of your life
Would not have got this far.

 

[Anglican]

Hurdle

Walk along the narrow way
A hurdle comes in view
It seems so insurmountable
What do you tend to do
Do you turn around and go
Back where your walk began
Or stay within the shadows
And do the best you can.

Reach up to the outstretched hand
Held by The One who came
To help us with our problems
Our bitterness and shame
He has the answers to our needs
With tenderness He seals
The wounds that life has left us with
Just praise Him as He heals.

 

[Anglican]

Given

I've tried to give you everything
I even gave My Son
Provided you a blessed life
Admired by everyone
Receiving seems to be your thing
But giving is a chore
You do not spread My wealth around
That's what My wealth is for.

You ask for gifts of healing
For prophecy and such
But you don't really trust Me
You love your wealth too much
I've a vision for this place
That only you can grant
Take me at My solemn word
There's no such word as can't.

I love a cheerful giver
I state that in My word
I will keep you all afloat
If you give undeterred
The devil has a stronghold
he hates it when we give
Kick the cretin into touch
And through Me learn to live.

 

[Anglican]

Disaster

Imagine cowering in the wind
Watching as your life dissolves
Though you're screaming out in pain
Still the wheel of fate revolves
All that's left is washed away
As the waves come rushing in
Is there any future left?
Will you let disaster win?

Those without The Lord are lost
There's no everlasting life
World that's built upon the sand
Crumbles sadly into strife
We're the army of The King
We can show the world His light
Laying down our selfish lives
He can use us in their plight.

 

[Anglican]

Calcified

Stumbling through the wilderness
I've reached a wall so high
Preventing me from going on
I can no longer lie
About the way that I have changed
I thought my past was dead
But still I am my selfish self
I am myself instead.

True, some parts have been refined
Strongholds have been broke
My head is full of victory
My heart is still a joke
Calcified by years of me
Unable to be soft
Lord I cry out in my pain
I hold it all aloft.

 

[Anglican]

How can I tell You how good I feel
Knowing that my walk with You is real
No longer having to strive and strain
I can relax in Your cleansing rain
Washing me daily of worldly grime
Arms reaching out for that special time
Spent with One who has given all
My strong support whenever I fall
Oh how I long to see Your face
Full of compassion, clothed in grace
You are the One who is worth it all
I patiently await Your call
Cleanse me deeply from within
All the things that cause my sin
Jettison and make me whole
Prepare me for Your heavenly role.

 

[Anglican]

Door

When you asked The Lord to stay
You left Him in the hall
And got on with your busy life
Not bothering Him at all
Then suddenly you opened up
A door and let Him in
You let a stronghold of your life
Be cleansed of fear and sin.

But still you kept things to yourself
Afraid to let them go
And even though they ruled your life
Against the tide you'd row
Finally , you had enough
And let The light come in
Another stronghold of your life
Was cleansed of fear and sin.

After year's of yielding self
Your doors were opened wide
You were the one who people saw
With nothing left to hide
If only you had trusted Him
And left the door's ajar
All the strongholds of your life
Would not have got this far.