Paige's Poetry Page

2009-07-16T16:49:00.000-07:00

Love sinking down
into the hardest of hearts
wrapping itself around
its parts
And squeezing together
with a rope called Spirit
The broken pieces
The parts left undone
All that is there
Melts into one
Becomes like flesh
Alive and beating
Don't think of needing
Any more of this love
poured into our hearts.
A love so great
He sent His Son
A love so great
that could never be undone
The height, the depth, the width
extravagant
Beyond the wildest dreams
fragrant.
No where to turn to?
No where to run?
Into the arms of
Abba Father, Daddy, run
It can't be undone
Crawl in His lap
And sit in the sun,
the warmth of His embrace
Oh, Daddy, just to see Your face.

2009-07-16T16:40:00.000-07:00

January 5, 2008

People and faces
grace the places
where we've never been
where we ought to be
and the traces of places
we'd like to visit again.
There's the old man
with sand in his hair
that feels free
when he dances in the ocean.
The old woman that is ageless,
whose beauty has not faded
with the ages.
The young girl who stands en pointe
and dreams of dancing her way
across the stage
in "Nutcracker"
All is a dream.
The young man who searches
a glare in his eyes,
and sees beyond where
he's at, his feet made
to match a dime,
and shrunk down,
to explore the world above.
He stretches his hands
to reach for the stars
grabs hold
and pulls it to his heart.
All is a dream.
As we look a little further
we see a little girl on a tire swing,
a man at the end of a cannon,
a lighted candle
a desperate look
the tears they held onto
and the laughs they let go.
The game of basketball
when the rubber meets the pavement
and we hear a beat,
the feet, the feet,
back and forth,
running, step back,
the hoop in sight
but, snap, what was that?
The face full of joy
with the face covered so,
the noise of laughter
might not overflow.
But we long and we seek
to go beyond these places,
these faces, these embraces,
and see Another, no
No other besides Him,
for there is none like Him
in all the heavens and
all the earth.

2009-07-16T16:35:00.000-07:00

The fight that I'm fighting just isn't right
It's like all the members
mumbled up, fumbled up,
and saw the sight
of the peculiarities of the
things they wanted
but could never have.
The things they asked for, but didn't want.
The things they went after, but a sign
popped up in the air, with grace
and said, "Stop there.
Hold it.
Not another step."
The warning: members take a step back
like the knight or the rook at an angle,
They couldn't win this war
nor were they able
to conquer the peace that reigns on high
Jesus inside
the mind of Christ.

2009-07-16T16:33:00.000-07:00

If I don't have the Lord
it's like I'm dying inside
like I'm crying inside
like I can never find my way
to the outside.
I need His life
I need His light
to guide all my ways.
I need a right
to say, "Lord, I am free."
to say, "Lord, You made it for me."
to say, "Lord, here I am.
I am the clay.
Mold me, make me, how you please
just don't let me die inside
I'm begging you, please, remind me
of my salvation.

2009-07-16T16:31:00.000-07:00

Your love, Lord
is like no other
never fails
is great
Your love, Lord
reaches to the Heavens
is everlasting
endured forever
like Your mercy,
Your love, Lord
covers all and
binds up the
brokenhearted

2009-07-16T16:30:00.000-07:00

All nations worship You, Lord
All nations bow before
You and call You Lord,
King,
Savior
Messiah
You are amazing and I praise Your holy name:
Exalted, lifted high,
the name like no other
JESUS CHRIST

2009-07-16T16:29:00.001-07:00

All I am is wrapped up in You
All I have comes from You
But He was ripped
He was torn
for our transgressions
He was worn
Took it up
so I could
take life.

2009-07-16T16:27:00.000-07:00

You bring the rain
You bring the storm
You bring the fire to my heart.

2009-07-16T16:26:00.001-07:00

The colors in Your sight
make my eyes bright
The way You color the sky
amazes my eyes.

"Among the Redeemed"

2009-02-07T07:54:00.000-08:00

December 16, 2008

I am not content living a half-lived life
I must move forward; I must press on
There is no fear that trumps love
and there is no love like His.
So, I will worship in Spirit and truth
I will stand among the redeemed
and my eyes will turn toward You, God.
I will behold You and I will become like You
for all to see Your glory
for all to praise Your name
I am clothed in righteousness
I am shod with peace
My heart is for You,
yes, I am among the redeemed.

"Your Song"

2009-02-07T07:51:00.000-08:00

November 1, 2008

I want to paint visions in song
to sing colors and love
To stroke paints on the hearts of men
that they might look to Him.
I want to sing like the wind
leaves blowing like the melody
of one, two, three,
red, yellow, green
I want to fall up
to land in Heaven’s arms
to see things I cannot speak
but still know I am here
though I do not belong.
In the world, but not of it,
I’ll sing Your song.

"Drip"

2009-02-07T07:48:00.000-08:00

October 31, 2008

I want to love
I want to drip down on humanity,
discard propriety to hold the brokenhearted.
I want to gather them in my arms,
the children, just to tell them I love them
Like a mother hen gathering her chicks,
I want to beat,
pumping blood of passion
through my heart
“Life,” I hear, “I want to LIVE.”
And to see my life served as a ransom for many
I’m not the Savior,
but I’ll point to Him
when I drip down,
When I drip
drip
drip down
love’s blood
to humanity.
It’s vital.

"In the Garden"

2009-02-07T07:42:00.000-08:00

I stepped in Your shoes
as I began to pray
I saw myself in the
Garden of Gethsemane
My knees grew weak
and I bowed my head
My prayers were fervent
“Would You deliver me instead?”
Yet I knew that I must die
so that I could live.

Father, come, I want
more of You
Father, come, Your
will be done
This battle’s not just for me,
it’s so they can say,
“We won!”

Against all odds
the pressure becoming thick
I speak to my Father
and He replies,
“My heart is for them
My grace is in your eyes
I look at the lost
and My heart breaks inside
Just for the one
I’ll leave the ninety-nine.”

So, I listen and I hear
as He speaks to me
“My grace is sufficient.”
You’re all I need.
And I know, though it hurts,
I pray, I plead,

Father, come, I want to know You more
Father, come, Your will be done
This battle’s not just for me
It’s so they can say, “We won!”

With tears in my eyes
the color of blood’s stain

I am pricked, I am torn
I am broken without a name
The only thing is mocking
The only thing is hurting
But the love is
so strong,
with the Father’s
heart it’s beating.
I do not wrestle
against flesh and
blood,
but principalities,
with powers,
with those things
of the mud that
try to pull me
down where I once
was, but no, I’ll stand
and I’ll plead the
blood, even that
teared out
in the Garden
of Gethsemane,
And as I step
out of these
shoes, I realize,
“I’ve won.”

"Compassion"

2009-02-07T07:37:00.000-08:00

Compassion from my Daddy
burns inside of me
The heartache seems strong,
but stronger is His love for me.
I cried to my Daddy
and He just held me close.
I sang my heart out to my Daddy
and He heard every note.

Daddy, will you hold me?
Daddy, let me cry?
You’re healing every moment
I felt lost with time
Sweep over me, Daddy,
with Your healing wings
Hold me close and I will fall asleep
with You rocking me.
Hold me, Daddy,
Hold me close.
Your heart plays your compassion
and I hear every note
sing softly to me.

"The Emperor of My Heart"

2009-02-07T07:23:00.000-08:00

November 26, 2008

I saw an Emperor seated on a throne
He touched his staff to the stone
It began to break; it began to crack,
earthquake,
but I didn’t want the stone back.
It revealed red,
alive, beating
flesh held in the hand of
hearts meeting, melting
into one.
The Emperor held my heart
and I knew it—done.
“It is finished”
He said to me,
“You are a (wo)man walking free
no more stone to hold you back
only flesh that shall not lack
tender and heartfelt care
look into my eyes and we’ll meet love there."

"LoveInfantsForEternity"

2008-11-30T17:15:00.000-08:00

Speak to humanity
An infant touches the heart of eternity
Fashioned and wrought
formed with the hand of God
A baby's delicate palm molded
and at the moment of conception--
spoke history
destiny
providence
But there's a cry of injustice
when the innocent be plucked by the crow's claw
at an attempt to avoid infirmity
but a child stolen
wreaks havoc on the heart of a Father
who calls out desperately
For a life that comes short of destiny
because of a lie to avoid infirmity
And written in infirmity was a self-love
emancipated by fear and uncertainty,
the possibility that a child is far from reality.
Speak the truth in love
and declare the possibility that
mother love will cradle LIFE and destiny.

Peter, the Rock (Part II)

2008-10-20T19:53:00.000-07:00

Spring/Summer 2008

Listen to the Lamb of God
Listen to His holy Word
His will is in the pages
that you turn and turn and turn
Seeking to find Him
Seeking to know Him
and all He is
a holy intimacy
created by this.
His love sustaining
His love remaining
You’re in this place—
this place of grace
draw near to His throne
See Him come
wrap His arms around
you like a flood
sweeping over
every heartache
drawing nearer and the
crowd sings
“Holy! Holy! Holy!”
They can’t stop crying
‘round His throne
His very heartbeat
they (you) have won.
Here it is—
Here it is now—
open Heaven
heavy clouds
Reign down!
Reign down!
Reign down!
media
music station
newspaper
tv network
election time
holy people taking a stand
in His will
for His throne
endures forever.
They are one
His people calling
crying out
for revival
and pouring out.

One half-second

2008-10-20T19:42:00.000-07:00

August 26, 2008

Yellow
sheets of gold
overflow beneath my weary feet
And as I bow down to gain strength
I realize that I am truly weak
and He,
He is surely strong.
My arms fall to my side
like dead weights
and my neck feels the work of today.
My arms will not lift
and my head looks down--streets of gold.
Then One comes,
bright, shining as the sun--
Love comes.
I feel it in wavelengths--
this love--
like a surge of power,
a mighty wave
then the voice like many waters
comes and shakes me to my core...
"Son," He says,
"I am the Lifter of your head."
"Son," He says,
"I am your Comfort and your Friend."
"Son..." He says
and I nearly feel dead
in exhaustion
But now, there are not words;
His hand nears my head.
With a cupped hand,
yes, a cupped hand,
He rests His love upon my downcast chin
and gently, He says,
"Son, I am the Lifter of your head."
Gently, as His fingers touch my face,
I am reminded, surely of His grace.
And Thomas asked to see
the reminder of his sins,
all taken, all taken
upon Him.
And these same hands say,
"My grace is sufficient."
My satisfaction, yet sometimes I don't see
His greatest desire is just to be with me.
No requirement, No sacrifice,
No, He desires that I look into His eyes,
gaze upon His beauty
and let Him lift me up
For the weary, heavy laden
are to come to Him.
"My desire is for you," as I look into His eyes,
"My desire is for you! I won't compromise!" I cry.
Just to gaze upon His beauty
Just to look into His eyes
and the one thing I find
is that He quiets me in surprise.
"Be still and know that I am God,"
are the words that I hear.
But when did I last take notice
of the sun seeming still?
Not creation, but Creator
worked this with His hands,
why, He turned dust into man.
So, I trust to be blessed
because blessed is he who trusts
I trust to know
because His promises tell me so--
I will find when I seek.
And "Blessed are the poor in spirit"--
I know that's surely me
"for theirs is the kingdom of Heaven"--
this promise is here for me.
And delight myself in Him,
I will, for He promises, too
to grant desires of my heart.
But no, It's not really the promises that
keep me wrapped up in You, Lord.
It's the love of Father, Daddy
when I can come to You--
no pretenses, only kisses
no striving, only hiding
under the shadow of Your wings
and resting, simply resting in Your arms.
Letting strength come from Your love.
Oh, Abba Father, just let me be loved!
Here in Your arms, I feel strength come
Realizing, though I may be weak,
You are surely strong.
So let me stay here, Lord,
stay in Your arms,
wrapped in Your love
And the heat on my heart
comes like a flood
to take me over
take me under
and show me,
just so I wonder,
that this is only a fraction
one half-second of how much You love.

All the Way

2008-08-23T07:05:00.000-07:00

A cool breeze from Heaven
swept over my face
The arms of love
held me in embrace.
The Heavens touched the skies
and opened up my eyes to
something new.
Something holy, Something new
The Heavens opened up
in front of me and you.
His glory came, His glory stayed
and went with us all the way.

Open up the floodgates

2008-08-23T07:01:00.000-07:00

Open up the floodgates
Open up the windows
Open up the world, Lord
I want to see it with You.

I wanna see as You see
I wanna see the world free
Open up the floodgates
Let Your Spirit come.

"Now it shall come to pass in the latter days
That the mountain of the Lord’s house
Shall be established on the top of the mountains,
And shall be exalted above the hills;
And all nations shall flow to it.
Many people shall come and say,
“Come, and let us go up to the mountain of the Lord
To the house of the God of Jacob;
He will teach us His ways,
And we shall walk in His paths.”
For out of Zion shall go forth the law,
And the word of the Lord from Jerusalem. " Isaiah 2:2-3

Time's ticking

2008-08-23T06:57:00.000-07:00

Time's ticking
A quickening
to the body of Christ.
All things
All things
brought together
under one head,
even Christ.
All things sown
together in the
fabric of His robe
know as glory
His glory.

By the Blood

2008-08-23T06:54:00.000-07:00

"Stretch out your hand,"
cried the old man.
"Look closely. Closer, I say!
Are your hands peeling?
Are your hands dry?
No? Well, work them
until they have
wrinkles and they
tell the story of
where they've been."
As I drew my hand close to my eye,
I noticed a wrinkle
of the times that went by.
There were traces of these places
my hand has been
and then, as an echo,
my hand replied,
"I've been in the dirt;
I've been in the grime;
I've been washed clean
by the Blood for all time."

"I Hold Them Both"

2008-08-23T06:34:00.000-07:00

"I hold the universe in My hand
My fingertips stroke the heart
of every single man,
living or dying
I hold them both:
the assurance, the hope—
life everlasting."

I Can Do All Things Through Him

2008-08-23T06:28:00.000-07:00

February 6, 2008

I wonder how I'll do this
I wonder how I'll make it
how I'll persevere
Then I hear You, Lord.
You, whisper in my ear,
"Come to Me, all you who labor
and are heavy laden
and I will give you rest."
Amidst all my frustration
all my tears
I hear, once again,
"Peace, be still."
Then, when I think I'm alone
I see Your hand
working on my behalf
stretching out
and beckoning me,
"Daughter, here I am.
I am your comfort;
I am your friend.
I'll never leave you;
My love for you
will never end.
And while the pages of
your life may seem to
rush through your hand,
I say Daughter,
Dear,
Darling
Please, take My hand
Come with Me to
a secret peaceful
place
And rest in My land—
Flowing with milk
and honey
and a rest of the
ages.
I'll provide all you need:
rest
reassurance
and a confidence
that says,
'I can do all things through Him.'"

Take My heart, Lord

2008-08-16T08:21:00.000-07:00

Beauty behold
The light that must
Shape and make
And take
and take
It tenderly,
Softly
Molding
Making
Sculpting
Holding
My heart.
So, take it, make it, mold it,
Shape it
In the secret place.

Let Your love unfold my heart like petals.

Praise You

2008-08-16T08:10:00.001-07:00

My eyes the size of key limes
can't hold the sky inside
I dance and twirl
sing and whirl
And praise You for the works
Your hands have made.

When I consider

2008-08-16T08:05:00.000-07:00

When I consider
the stars in the sky
the work of Your hands,
Your fingers, I wonder.
When I look up and see
all You've done, when I consider
how You gave each a name, I can't
help but wonder how You formed me,
named me in the secret place, how You
placed me, traced me, and then with Your
embrace shaped me as clay. It was Your
love, Lord, that draws me to You, Your love,
Lord, that made me fear Your name
and wonder, My God, of the
works of Your fingers.

Covenant Love

2008-08-16T08:01:00.000-07:00

I feel safe in Your arms
I feel close to Your heart
But it's not the feelings that
keep me wrapped up in You
It's the covenant love
It's Your place in my heart
It's the love that You showed me
It was making me new
It was loving me
before I loved You
It's hemming me in
behind and before
It's the love
It's the name
Who You are
O God, it is You!

None Sweeter

2008-08-16T08:00:00.001-07:00

Lilacs, roses
none is sweeter
than
the fragrance of my King.

My King

2008-08-16T07:56:00.000-07:00

I stand in the presence of
the King.
I stand in His presence and
I sing
How good, how righteous
It's plain to see
How holy, how lovely
Is my King.
Standing in His glory
Standing in this place
I kneel in His presence
Overwhelmed by His grace.
That this King would take me in
speak a better word
stand in my defense
Die for me
Take away my sin
Be lifted up and raised on high
This holy One
The One to whom I sing

Jesus Christ,
He's my King.

[We are in the kingdom.]

I sing to the King
I sing to His name.
How holy, how righteous
is His name
Great in all the earth
Great in fame, honor,
to Him is due
all the praise of my heart
all the thoughts of my soul.

Jesus Culture

2008-08-16T07:55:00.000-07:00

Bursting stars
light breaking forth
Jesus culture
here on the earth.

Mask

2008-08-16T07:54:00.000-07:00

A porcelain doll
A mask to hide
Cracking now that I find
who I really am in Christ.

Dream Big

2008-08-16T07:53:00.000-07:00

Dream big.
Live louder in Him.
Dive deep.
Reach high.
There is no limit
Touch the sky,
the heavens,
what you desire
hope in Him—
He lights the fire.

Questions

2008-08-16T07:48:00.000-07:00

What do I do to pass the time?
Do I desire to go deeper
to have the fire in Your eyes?
What is it that I seek?
the flame, the fire,
or how to survive the week?
Your heart, Your Kingdom
the life that You give
Or right here, right now,
the life that I seem to live?
Are my purposes temporary,
eternal, or blind?
Is the Word just a crutch
or is it my guiding Light?
Do I really trust
or do I fear?
Have I experienced His love
or do I remain still,
stagnant, without growth?
Have I been radically changed
or is it a joke?
Then I remember those words
You spoke:
"If anyone is in Christ, he is a new creation,"
and the words that stay so near,
when I hear You whisper, "Dear, seek first My Kingdom
and His righteousness and all these things will
be added to you.
No more fear
not an ounce
My love covers you and dispels the doubt."
Love permeating, deeper and deeper
I see Your face in greater detail:
I want to be next to You.

You called it good

2008-08-16T07:46:00.000-07:00

The earth melted in the shape of Your hands
And You called it good.
The stars dripped at Your fingertips and You called it good.
I want to touch the world
work through my fingertips
call it good,
these works through faith and love,
spoken, as we are One,
a team,
working together
to bring about Your glory
to bring Your great pleasure.
The earth melted in Your fingertips; You called it good.

Face to Face

2008-08-16T07:44:00.001-07:00

I want the sun to drip down on the page
[the eggyolk of red]
the light to illuminate the shade
the warmth of Your face
to shine upon me
O Lord, let me see You—
I want to see Him as He truly is—
face to face.

Let Me Never Be the Same

2008-08-16T07:37:00.000-07:00

Let this prayer surround my heart and bind it to Another's, ne'er to depart:

What's held inside my heart?
Desire, fire, a longing for Him?
Peace, love, a desire for them to
INVADE
the crevices, the hidden places,
the unfamiliar traces of what
was and is no more because
of the blood that was shed
o'er my heart, because of
the grace that set me free,
because of the TRUTH,
now I believe, He can
do anything. How do
I know, know He's true?
It's the LOVE
It's the kindness
that drew me to You.
So, consider all these
things and like
a hurricane, sweep
me off my feet and
let me never be the same.

It's just like a fire shut up in my bones,
a holy passion for my One and only love,
Jesus Christ,
God's only begotten Son, full of mercy and truth.

NOW I BELIEVE IT ALL COMES FROM YOU, LORD.

I Belong to You

2008-08-16T07:30:00.000-07:00

I'm a ballerina on a stage
and I let my dance come through
I'm a singer without a cage
and I sing for You:
I belong, I belong, I belong to You
I am captured by Your grace
I am held by Your embrace
and I can't help but wonder
how I came to this place
where Your love washed over me
Your affections grabbed hold of me
and I sang:
I belong, I belong, I belong to You
The past is gone and You're my desire only
My eyes fix on Your lovely gaze
and I can't help but wonder how I came to this place
—this place of grace,
held in Your embrace,
my desire is for You only.

"You have ravished My heart,
My sister, My spouse;
You have ravished My heart
With one look of your eyes,
With one link of your necklace." (Song of Solomon 4:9)

Peace, Be Still

2008-08-16T07:24:00.000-07:00

I'm thinking of how You saved my soul,
SOUL,
SOUL
how You made me whole,
WHOLE,
WHOLE
how You kept the anchor still
while the rudder wanted to row and row and row
The direction fading, anticipating the words that
would come out
And then the anchor kept its hold
and whispered, "Peace, be still."
How I long to know this love
that kept me still
while my mouth did say
"What in the world
is going on,
going down,
but fear not,
it's not this ship
for even in the storms we know
the anchor holds it still."
Though wind and waves do tug and tug
and bid the anchor make a pace
it whispers, "Peace, be still."

"This hope we have as an anchor of the soul, both sure and steadfast, and which enters the Presence behind the veil, where the forerunner has entered for us, even Jesus, having become High Priest forever according to the order of Melchizedek." Hebrews 6:19-20

My Prize

2008-08-16T07:22:00.000-07:00

Jesus, I want my prize
to be a trophy to Your name.
I want to set it at your feet
and seek Your face.

The Mercy Seat

2008-08-16T07:19:00.000-07:00

As I walk past
My heart echoes back
to the times I sang to You
when Your love covers me
and all I see is Your arms open wide
at the Mercy Seat
Lord, my heart is longing
Lord, my heart is drawing
unto You
And this heart that hungers
is chasing after You
You, completely,
You, wholly,
You, when You wrap Your arms around me
at the Mercy Seat.

Flood

2008-08-15T21:33:00.000-07:00

June 15, 2007

Torrents of rain
A cleansing flood
A whisper of waves
Turned to a thud
Against the windowpane
Of our hearts
The darkness behind it
Brought to the light
Nothing to hide us
Nothing to fight
The Light and its Glory

The love that melts
The hardest of hearts
The name that makes tender,
In a whisper,
“I love you.”

Let Him Reveal It

2008-08-15T21:30:00.000-07:00

"Whispering in your ear
Sweet melodious songs
Oh, Dear, do you hear My song?
My song of love going slowly,
Binding you up,
The brokenhearted.
Ah to know the sheer width of
My love, the height, the depth,
To you let it flow."
A Spirit of wisdom and revelation
To know Him better
To know His Spirit.
Let Him reveal it
To you and the nations
To you and the Kingdom
Within (among) you.

The One I Love

2008-08-15T21:27:00.000-07:00

October 21, 2006

If they were to say I was in love,
I’d say, “It’s true.”
If they were to say I talked about You,
I’d say, “It’s true.”
For every waking moment I’m thinking of You.
Thinking of how You set the stars in place
Thinking of the warmth of Your embrace
Thinking of how You love me more than I can know
Thinking of how You cleansed me white as snow
Thinking of how You love me even now
Thinking of You and daydreaming how
I might know You closer,
Be drawn to You more
Lord, I know You hear this,
And upon my record,
I pray that I draw closer
And seek the reward
Of just knowing You the only way I know how
By accepting Your love and thinking of You now.
Thinking of how You sent Your only Son
Thinking of how You knew it must be done
Thinking of how, while whipped and scorned,
You watched Your only Son,
Bloody and worn.
You watched as He carried His own cross
Watched Him as He fell amidst their scorn
Watched Him as they nailed Him to the cross
With thorns on His brow
Watched Him before they even knew,
With blood running down His cheeks and hands,
That there He was, the Son of Man
There He was, with shame and scorn;
The very sins of man had sent Him there:
The sins of you and the sins of I,
Nailed God’s only Son to the cross to die.
And I imagine, as a Father, with love in Your eyes,
You watched Your only Son, watched Him die.
Watched Him with tears dripping down Your face
If only they all saw these tears on Your face
The tears that fell from a Father that knew
He could do nothing but watch,
Watch them mock the King of the Jews.
“Come down from there!” they cried,
“If You are the Son of God”
But don’t You know, You could have stopped,
Could have stopped right there
And provided a lamb,
Like to Isaac, a son.
But You didn’t because You knew it must be,
Knew He had to die to set man free.
So You watched Him and You heard Him,
Heard Him cry out,
“Eloi, Eloi, lama sabachthan?”
(My God, My God, why have You forsaken me?)
Then He cried once more with His last breath
The Son of God had died at last.
Bloody and beaten, with lashes on His side,
They had crucified Him, innocent of crime
At the moment of His death the curtain tore in two
The law had been broken, the gap You knew
Separated us from You, before the lamb was slew.
When He said, “It is finished,”
The earth shook and quaked.
Were these Your tears, the clouds in the sky
The rocks that split, sorrows of Your eye?
Then they took the body, pierced His side,
Let the blood and water flow
Of a Son sent to die.
Then they took the body, wrapped it in cloth,
Lay the strips, along with aloes and myrrh,
And covered Him.
Three days later, just as He said,
A surprised Mary Magdalene found Him no longer dead.
“They have taken the Lord,”
She said and some more.
They came to the tomb and in awe
Stood there.
The body was gone, the strips lying there,
They believed what their Friend had said before.
Then He appeared to them, time and time again,
Until the time He had to leave them,
To be seated right there, at Your right hand,
My Savior, Messiah, Redeemer, and Friend.
That’s why I love You,
That’s why I say,
You are Jesus, risen from the grave!
It is because of You and who You are
That the scars on Your hands cleanse my heart.
Thank You Father, thank You Son, thank You Spirit,
For You are One.
The One I love, The One I adore,
The One who holds my very heart.

O Sweet Song!

2008-08-15T21:23:00.000-07:00

June 15, 2007

O sweet song!
I sing all day long
Just to hear Your voice
To reach out and touch You
To open up and see You
Light all around
The glorious sound
The thundering voice
The rushing of waters
Oh, sing back to me
Sweet Song
I love to sing to You.

The Coming of Our King

2008-08-15T21:22:00.000-07:00

May 13, 2007

Bright and Morning Star
Coming on the dawn
Beautiful One, Beautiful Lord
Suns in stream sets
Rising through the clouds
The coming of the Son
Beautiful One, Beautiful Son
Glorious appearing
Coming of the Son
Beautiful One, Beautiful Son
Joy and fear mixed into one
That’s You, Lord, Glorious Son
High and lifted up
Glorious One, Glorious Son
To behold the beauty
Of the One and Only
People get ready
The Glorious Son
Comes like the dawn
The coming of our King
Here He comes.

Do You Know Me?

2008-08-15T21:21:00.000-07:00

January 12, 2007

“The world at your fingertips
Slowly dripping down
Into a ball—
Hard and calloused
Is this what you want—
A hardness in your hands?
Is this what you want—
What happened to My plans?
I’ve made you and I’ve formed you
In your mother’s womb
I know you well—
I know the hairs on your head
And the rhythm in your step
I know when you lie down
And when you get up
I know when you cry
And I know when you hurt
I know the sound of your laugh
And the shape of your smile
I know you, know your very being,
Know your very soul
But what’s more, do you know Me?”

ManaSota

2008-08-15T21:19:00.000-07:00

There’s a place they call ManaSota
There’s a place they call Heaven
There’s a place where the two meet in the middle, yeah
There’s a place where we declare,
“Let it be done, Lord,
Let it be done, Lord,
Your Kingdom come,
Your will be done,
On earth as it is in Heaven."
There’s a place where we see the captives free
There’s a place where we see the dead raised up
There’s a place where we preach good news to the poor
There’s a place where we declare,
“Let it be done, Lord,
Let it be done, Lord,
Your Kingdom come,
Your will be done,
On earth as it is in Heaven."
There’s a place where we sing His praises all day long
There’s a place where Heaven’s culture invades earth
There’s a place where we see all of your Glory
And we’re here to declare:
“This is the place, Lord!
This is the place, Lord!"
Amen, Amen, Amen.

Let Them Be Free!

2008-08-15T21:16:00.000-07:00

*Let the people clap, clap, clap
Their hands
Let the people do another
Dance
Let the people sing, let the
People shout
Let the people be
Let them be free!

*repeat*

Let the people sing, let the
People shout
It’s all for you! It’s all for you!

Let the people sing, let the
People shout
It's all for you! It's all for you!

We will sing for you
We will dance for you
It's all for you! It's all for you!

I will sing another song
I will dance another step
I will sing once more
I will shout once more
Yeah...
We're all for you!

(Thanks, Jordan!)

Going Home

2008-08-15T21:14:00.000-07:00

Leaves are falling
Grace is calling me home
To my Father
To my Lord
Sin to be remembered no more.
The calf prepared
The party has started
My Father rejoices
His son has come home.

The coldness has gone
The warmness has come
Lighting a fire
Now I am home.

The desire anew
My heart beating fast
I’ll live for my Savior
And come home at last.
Oh, the joy!
Oh, the happiness!
I am my Savior’s
And my Savior is mine!

I Shall Not Fall Apart

2008-08-15T21:12:00.000-07:00

Even in the difficult experiences, I will
Stand because God holds me at His right hand
He holds me and He’s called me
He’s set me apart
Made in His likeness
I shall not fall apart.

I Hear a Bell

2008-08-15T21:10:00.000-07:00

I hear a bell
Tick-tock, tick-tock
I hear a bell ringing
But it is a crane
with a ball
crashing into the wall
of religion and tradition.

He is I AM

2008-08-15T21:07:00.000-07:00

If I could take the world
And wrap it in my hands
If I could take the sea
And mix it with the sand
If I could shake the mountains
And all the dry land
I wouldn’t be me.

I couldn’t handle it, but God can.

He can take the mountains
And throw them in the sea
He can take the lightning
And crash them over me
He can take the world
And wrap it in His hands.

He will shake the
Nations and flood
The dry land.

He is I AM.

Signs, wonders, &
Billows of smoke
Flow from His
Throne room and
Into our hearts.
Treasures aplenty
Laid up in these
Earthen vessels He’s
Created to be
His hands, His feet.

Refiner's Fire

2008-08-15T21:05:00.000-07:00

I pass through Refiner's fire
Flames constantly lick my skin
Melting it
So that in the end
I may be whole,
silver and gold.

My encounter

2008-08-03T13:53:00.000-07:00

October 25, 2007

Can I hold You close?
Can I feel Your heartbeat?
Can You wrap Your arms
Around me?
Hold me ever so sweet.
Lord, for this love I am longing
Lord, for this love I am drawing
Unto You.
And seek the intimacy
Of just seeing You,
Speaking to You face
To face
As a wife to her husband
As a child to her father
Will You wrap Your arms
Around me?
Can I sit in Your lap?
Can I feel Your warm embrace?
This thing I won’t lack.
I’ll sit at Your feet
In Your presence I’ll weep
With joy from Your great
Love. Thank You Father, that we
Are one.
By Your Spirit, by Your blood
You tore the veil
Into Your presence I enter
Into Your presence I come
Knowing I’ll see You
Like a Man, and His Son.
Knowing that I’ll find You
And the Kingdom that
I seek
Laying all crowns before
You.
In Your presence I will
Weep with songs of
Joy and songs of love.
Songs in Your presence
New songs from above
That flow from Heaven,
Flow from Your throne
Whispered gently in my ear
Like a Father and His Son.
Oh this love?!
This love.
This is my Encounter!
“This is My Son!”

His name is love

2008-08-03T13:52:00.000-07:00

October 26, 2007

Capturing my heart,
Making me whole
Your blood washes over me
I’m letting go
Surrendering to this love, this grace
Here I am, Lord, in this place
Crying out,
Seeking your face.
Love overwhelming
Going so deep
Crossing the boundary
Between You and me.
Now I know You
Now I see
Your name is love
And ever will be.

Cannot separate

2008-08-03T13:49:00.000-07:00

October 20, 2006

I cannot separate them:
Love and Christ, or Christ and Love
They are one because the Father sent His Son.

Nor can I separate them:
Christ and I, or I and Love
They are one because the Father sent His Son.

Tell me of your love, Lord

2008-08-03T13:45:00.001-07:00

Wednesday, January 30, 2007

Whisper in my ear
Sing a new song
Tell me of Your love, Lord
Tell me of Your love.

Whisper in my ear
Sweet melodious songs
Of You.
Tell me of Your love, Lord
Tell me of Your love.

“It is wide, it is deep, it is long
It is sweet, it is kind, patient
Longsuffering—for I suffered for you, my love
But, take heart, I have overcome
And I will sing a new song to you.
A song of mercy, a song of grace,
A song of My great love.
Come to Me, my love, and I
Will whisper sweet songs in your ear.

Can you hear it?
Can you hear My sweet song?
Like a chime, softly singing
Like a rhyme, I am bringing
You a new song.

Listen, Love, sing to Me a new song
And I will sing back to you.”

Psalm 33: 3 “Sing to Him a new song.”