The wind flies through the bushes,
And flowers sway with joy.
God's song is sung by the grasses of the plains,
Man says, "A glorious sound."
In awe of One the mountains bow,
With faith the hillsides dance.
The rocks cry and rivers scream,
Man asks, "How? What power is this?"
Through the breeze the answer comes,
"The power of the Solid Rock."
As rain tears fall,
On his knees man says, "Amen."
Friday, June 18, 2010
The Man By the River
In a country of men, brave and wise,
A man by the river did dwell.
No fights or riots to bother him so,
He said to himself, "All is well."
The nights are cool and the days are bright,
Great is the winter snow.
The fall is warm and the tree leaves fall,
Nigh in the sky the stars glow.
The trees are tall and the rivers wide,
Alone the man did cry.
For no one to share with this joyful sight,
To paint this in his life, he would have to try.
A man by the river did dwell.
No fights or riots to bother him so,
He said to himself, "All is well."
The nights are cool and the days are bright,
Great is the winter snow.
The fall is warm and the tree leaves fall,
Nigh in the sky the stars glow.
The trees are tall and the rivers wide,
Alone the man did cry.
For no one to share with this joyful sight,
To paint this in his life, he would have to try.
Tuesday, June 15, 2010
By: Cami Todd
Light in the Dark
" A blanket of black envelopes the world,
The night so dark as sin.
Yet, there each time a constant Light,
Fills the void lived in."
" A glisten here or twinkle there,
Then the sky turns bright.
The stars are such, they turn ones mind,
To God’s watchful, guiding light."
" A blanket of black envelopes the world,
The night so dark as sin.
Yet, there each time a constant Light,
Fills the void lived in."
" A glisten here or twinkle there,
Then the sky turns bright.
The stars are such, they turn ones mind,
To God’s watchful, guiding light."
Monday, June 14, 2010
The Crying Sun
At the lake a man rests,
The water is a mirror to the clouds.
The sun shines through the sky
While angels cry, "Holy, holy, holy
Are you Lord, God Almighty."
Rain falls and the sun is reflected in tears,
Our Majesties beauty blazes and the lake ripples.
The man hides his face; he is unworthy of God's glory.
The Dove sings as rays of sun beam and rain fall.
The sweet sound of love and grace.
At the lake a man rests,
The water is a mirror to the clouds.
The sun shines through the sky
While angels cry, "Holy, holy, holy
Are you Lord, God Almighty."
Rain falls and the sun is reflected in tears,
Our Majesties beauty blazes and the lake ripples.
The man hides his face; he is unworthy of God's glory.
The Dove sings as rays of sun beam and rain fall.
The sweet sound of love and grace.
Wednesday, June 2, 2010
God set me free from my chains. Let all creations sing with me now for time fades and I see His face. Hold fast everyone that is hurting, undeserving, and had enough. That should cover all people. God is with us, do not be dismayed. I do not fear God's quest so, Jesus bring the rain. I am not who I was, you lift me up on your shoulders. So now I say, "Stay strong, our chains are gone, all creation praise His name." What's a little rain?
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