Looking for something to write that is a mystery.
Only at this time in history,
Only my thoughts will be:
Kind and faithful, I will be.
I don't believe all will agree.
Now it's up to you and me.
God loves you and me you see.
All our poetry is free.
The Lord sees you and me.
My cup of tea is to get
You to see.
Can you agree?
Only, you are free to disagree.
My hope is built on nothing less,
People, than Jesusí blood and righteousness.
Understand, dressed in His righteousness alone.
Then, faultless to stand before the throne!
Everybody ought to know who Jesus is.
Revive us O Lord
We are poets and write what's on our mind.
Help us Lord to be kind.
Awful when we get in a bind,
To have an ax to grind.
Do you know? We can be kind.
Only thing is, what do you have in mind?
I see people writing poetry.
See a few just like me.
Everyone has their own place in history.
Everyone dose not agree. My computer doesn't lie, I write what I see.
SCRIPTURE: Zechariah 3:1-5
HYMN: The Solid Rock
My hope is built on nothing less
Than Jesusí blood and righteousness.
Dressed in His righteousness alone,
Faultless to stand before the throne!