Monday, October 26, 2009

ALL

Jesus, Jesus, Jesus,
The most Precious Name I know.
You know everything about me,
Even, when I’m laid so low.

You help me count my blessings.
Show me how to live.
Every day, a better way,
to Love
and to Forgive.

You fill my heart with Sunshine,
Music, Love ,and Light.
Hope and Faith throughout it all,
that ,‘All’ will be alright.

I saw Your Face this morning,
Dying on the Cross,
Blood and tears,
Despair and Fears,
Such a price, my pardon cost.

So aware of my unworthiness,
Help me, strive to be.
‘All', that You were hoping for,
When You suffered so, for me.

'All' that You are asking Lord,
that I can do my part.
and 'All' the rest, my very best,
That 'All' can know Your heart.

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I Love You Lord.

Elizabeth

Sunday, October 25, 2009

Where Heaven Comes Down

The bluest of skies and the colors of Gold,
Such breathtaking beauty,
To have and to hold.
A blessing to see, to breathe in and let go,
and on the horizon, my mountains, with snow.

So many times, when the world overcomes,
God meets me right here, where the silver streams run.
Shows me my mountains,
Where Heaven comes down.
Lifts me , refills me,
With wonder around.

Soothed by the water, the bird song, the breeze.
The spotlight of God, pouring down through the trees.
Leaves fall and flutter, and care falls away.
Lord, how I need to bathe in You this day.

Squirrels play kiss chase.
A jack rabbit runs,
Butterflies dance, glittered wings in the sun.
Purple hued mountains , glistening crowns.
At one with The Father,
Where Heaven comes down.
Elizabeth

Every Day

Every day we make a choice,
To live for self, or be a voice.
Misunderstood, perhaps at times.
Bruised a little, nothing rhymes.
Lost a little somedays too,
but always Lord,
A voice for You.

Every day, the world comes in,
Tangled up, we fall in sin,
None perfect,
daily washed within,
To be a voice,
Of Love,
Of Him.

Everyday, an uphill climb,
Pruned and honed, The Fathers Vine,
Each leaf, so small, so green, to Shine.
The still, small voice,
Of Love.

Every day, the sun shines down.
Flowers bloom, and Grace abounds.
We have a choice, to laugh or cry.
Believe in dreams, or watch them die.
Touch the stars, in all Rejoice,
Close our hearts, or hear His Voice,
In Love

Elizabeth



Tuesday, October 20, 2009

Little Pieces


Gods heart in little pieces,
Spread throughout the world.
Torn to shreds upon the Cross,
To Save a little girl.
A little boy who knows no love,
A father on his knees.
A mother who is broken.
One big Forest,
Full of trees.


The Elderly forgotten,
Lived through Two world Wars.
Lost life and limb for Freedom,
Now begging door to door.
Can’t mention Jesus in our schools,
That ,they call abuse.
Politically Correct dictates,
Freedom’s self made noose.


The baby born with HIV,
The ones who never cry,
Bound in silent anger,
Never knowing why.
The tainted and the dying,
That no one wants to know.
Gods heart in little pieces,
Because He Loves them so.

How beautiful those pieces are,
Wherever they may shine,
Crying with the Fathers tears,
These children are still mine,
When you walk away from them,
You walk away from me
Torn to little pieces,
for a future I could see.


Gods heart in little pieces,
Spread throughout the world.
Torn to shreds upon the Cross,
To save a little girl.
A little boy who knows no love,
A father on his knees.
A mother who is broken.
One big Forest,
Full of trees.

Elizabeth





Sunday, October 18, 2009

My Candle


When the world is not my friend,
I think of you, and cry.
Blessed by precious memories,
To hold until I die.
Blessed by having known you,
Blessed by knowing love,
The kind that only God bestows,
Poured down from above.

I hope someday to feel again,
The wonder of it all
But here and now,
I’m not so sure,
and feeling very small.
Someday’s, just so weary.
Spent and feeling low.
One day at a time , for Him,
The Greatest Love I know.

I think you would be smiling.
So far we have come.
but, so much yet that lies ahead,
before this race is run.
I tried to grow that backbone,
Toughen up my heart,
but then God said, be me instead.
Think He Loves that part.

I think about the pain you bore,
Every single day.
Always smiling through it all,
‘God will find a way.’
For sure He did, so long ago.
For sure He will again
You said,’Go out and spread His Word’
A Sister to all men.

You said I taught you how to love,
but I know it was God.
When the world is not our friend,
The feet of Saints are shod.
So very blessed in knowing you,
For then I found His Heart.
Shining on,
though you are gone.
My candle in the dark.

Elizabeth

Saturday, October 17, 2009

Upon My Knees

Falling on my knees this day
crawling to Your feet
Kick me Lord, for I am spent,
feeling such deplete.
Exhausted, weary, Homesick,
Just longing for Your Touch.
Sweet Jesus , wash me, lift me up.
I need You, Oh so much.

Your children are all weary Lord.
Come quickly, hear our prayer.
So longing for that trumpet call,
Redemption shining there.
My Lord in all His Splendour,
Every knee to bow.
Triumphant King,
Such Praise will sing,
but Father, here and now………

Crawling on my knees to You,
Another day will come
Wash me, lift me , help me walk.
Still a race to run.
Help me run it well Lord,
Lay each burden down.
In You, With You, all the way,
That Grace and Love abound.

Your children are all weary Lord.
Come quickly, hear our prayer.
So longing for that trumpet call,
Redemption shining there.
My Lord in all His Splendour,
Every knee to bow.
Triumphant King,
Such Praise will sing,
but Father, here and now………

Just another weary soul
another hand to hold.
Curled up on such Precious Feet,
another heart to mold.
Hiding in Your Gentle Wings
Sweet Spirit ,Come, I pray.
Wash me, Fill me, Pour me out,
Upon my knees this day.


Elizabeth

Friday, October 16, 2009

His Smile


I wish there were words I could tell you,
to help you know God feels your pain.
I wish there were more to do for you,
To help you to dance in the rain.
You see me so strong and resilient,
but child , I stand not on my own.
I am weak, He is strong,
only carried along,
on a journey to find my way Home.

I wish there were some way to show you,
all that glitters is not what you need.
My smile came from knowing some sorrows,
My heart bears some scars, I still bleed.
The glow that you envy is not made by me,
and all of my riches are nought.
My Treasure is Loving and Serving a King,
by His blood , Sacrificed, I was bought.

I know well that some moments are darkness.
I know well that this life is unfair.
I know you’ve been crying, given up trying ,
and I know that my Lord is right there.
His Hands reaching down from the Heavens,
His eyes spilling teardrops of Grace
Provision and hugs, by His Arms and His Love,
and His Heart puts the smile, on my face.
Elizabeth

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Philippians 4:13,
'I can do all things through Christ which strengthens me.'

Monday, October 12, 2009

Shoes


I heard it said of church today,
‘I don’t know where to go.’
When talking with a sister,
Single mother, feeling low.
‘My children make a noise', she said,
‘and everybody stares.
I don’t feel they will miss me,
No one really cares.’

I said I would go with her,
Wherever she may choose.
I know where she is coming from,
because I wore those shoes.
Still at times I wear them now,
but not for very long,
Jesus doesn’t care for shoes,
and all His Lambs belong.

‘Where two or more are gathered.’
The Shepherd calls His Own.
Go out into the hedgerows,
Bring His children Home.
More and more I hear that voice,
‘I don’t know where to go.’
Go to Jesus, where He is
For He Loves you so.

Leave the blind to lead the blind.
Worship with your heart.
Anywhere, God doesn’t care.
Voices in the dark.
Bring the children unto me.
Bring the sick to heal.
Glory to the King of Kings,
Give Thanks, Repent and kneel.

Kick off those shoes that never fit,
Dance barefoot in the Aisle
Let His Spirit Move, and Flow.
Watch The Father Smile.
Yes, I will go with you,
and Jesus will come too.
God is waiting,
Arms outstretched,
Because He so Loves you.

Elizabeth

The One Who Carries Me


Though I may have less than most,
always out of place.
I am blessed beyond compare,
With Visions of His Face.
Daily one step closer,
to where I want to be.
Walking in the footsteps,
of the One who carries me.

At times so very much alone,
A stranger to this land.
but, just where He put me,
to be a held out hand.
And in return my heart is full,
much more than others see.
Walking in the footsteps,
of the One who carries me.

So I don’t mind the down times,
and I don’t mind life’s trials.
I get to see the Eyes of Love,
in every joyful child.
I get to watch my Lord each day,
Setting captives free.
Walking in the footsteps,
of the One who carries me.

When my time is done here,
every moment planned.
I will bathe His Holy feet,
so covered in my sand.
Touch The Robe that made me whole.
Kneel before His Throne.
Tremble, Worship and Adore,
The One who led me Home

Elizabeth
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Sunday, October 11, 2009

In Love


If I have it all,
but have not Love.
nothing is of worth.
I may never know the wonder,
The beauty of God’s earth.
The sun that warms,
The trees that shade,
The breeze to fill my heart.
Heaven sent to touch the soul,
and just the smallest part.

If I have it all,
but have not Love,
Never can I feel,
The Peace of resting in His Arms.
The Grace, by which we heal.
The tears that fill my eyes each time,
I think upon The Cross,
All He gave,
that Love can save,
The dying and the lost.

If I have it all,
but have not Love.
How can I love you.
Pushed and pulled by want and need,
in everything we do.
Love covers each transgression,
for all fall short in time.
But Love can always find a way.
Love will always shine.

Love sings it’s tune in birdsong,
Whispers through the trees,
Carried to the ears of those,
Take heart, stand firm, Believe.
‘Lo, I am with You always'.
The Beginning and the End.
Abba Father, First and Last.
Comforter and Friend.
Intercessor.
Holy Lamb.
Forever by your side.
Coming back in Glory, soon.
In Love, to claim my Bride.

Elizabeth

Wednesday, October 7, 2009

Giving Thanks


How beautiful this day has been,
The breeze, the sun, and You,
Filling , spilling down such Grace,
As only You can do
Children laughing, songs of Praise,
Color all around,
Joy and Love,
For One above,
Shining on each face.

How Beautiful You are Lord,
To save a wretch like me,
A tiny speck of nothingness,
But ‘InYou’ I can be.
All that You have purposed.
All that You ordain,
Still searching out Your Wonder,
Even after so much rain.

Thank you for all Seasons,
All encounters on my way,
Even those that stripped my heart,
Helped me learn to pray.
Thank you for my children,
All that I have cared for
Thank you for this humble home,
More than I had ever dared for.

Undeserving, is my stance,
But Lord, I Love You So,
Such a work in progress daily
Don’t ever let me go.
How beautiful this day has been,
The breeze, the sun, and You,
Filling , spilling down such Grace,
As only God can do

Elizabeth


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Forgiven


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Be with her,
even though...
That she may know,
You.
and I pray,
Love finds a way.

Jesus is waiting,
Arms opened wide.
In spite of,
Despite of,
the world.

Bloodied and thorned.
Gods Grace adorned.
Be with her,
Forgive her,

They know not,
What they do,
To You.

Elizabeth