Cast out the idol of self, Lord,
from Thine Temple.
Upon this humble heart within my chest,
write Thy Holy word.
I find it not so simple
to remember how You stressed
within Your Holy Word
that as a believer,
my body is the Temple
of The Holy Spirit.
Help me to leave, here,
at the cross, mine selfishness.
Cast out the idol of self, Lord,
from Thine Temple.
Even when life seems unstable,
I know You are able....able
to not just give me peace
but to use all things for good.
Your love does not cease.
On Your promises, I have stood.
My faith depends
not on what happens.
Even when life seems unstable,
I know You are my comfort.
I know You are able....able
to strengthen me, lest I fall short.
I will praise you when I'm blessed
and when I feel the most stressed.
My faith depends
not on mere circumstances;
no, not on what happens;
but on Your faithfulness.
You have been faithful to carry me
when I was weak. In You, I am free
so, I will praise you when I'm blessed.
I will praise you when I'm alone,
and when I feel the most stressed.
My hope will never be gone.
Your love does not cease
to always give me peace
You have been faithful to carry me
when I could not continue on.
when I was weak, in You, I became free.
My hope will never be gone.
Verse 1:
G
I am the clown who juggles
G7
all my own struggles.
D
I try to find my own answers
D7
instead of seeking Yours.
C
If only I would place these
Am
problems in your hands,
C
You would give me peace.
Chorus:
D
Peace that passeth understanding
A D
comforts me when I, my blunders, bring
G D
to Christ; through Whom I can do all things,
A
For, He strengthens me. He strengthens me
G D A
and, from the chains I've placed on myself, sets me free
A D G
(and, from these self-inflicted chains, sets me free)
Verse 2:
Blindly walking the tight-rope,
I am a complete dope.
No safety net below me.
I claim to be free,
But myself, I have chained
to my own foolishness
Thus my heart is pained.
Bridge:
C
Thus my heart is pained.
G
'cause I have refrained
Dm
from truly trusting You.
C
Oh, if only I would
G G7
truly, completely trust You
C
You would give me peace
(Repeat Chorus)
The memories from with-in
somedays the memories surface and i cant get them out of my head
and when i lay down at night to sleep its the morning that i dread
because when i wake up in the morning i think that i can not win
those memories i hold inside me are my memories from with-in
one day is good the other is not and it sometimes gets me down
sometimes it feels like a losing battle and it feels like i will drown
but i think of where i was back then and i break out in a grin
i think of all the blessings ive had from the memories from with-in
like the day my kids were born will live on in me never to depart
but sometimes those nasty memories surface and are tearing me apart
when that occur's think of all the good things there has ever been
only then will you have peace of mind with the memories from with-in
Zoeycup
We follow uncertain concatenation
on endless encounters through
life's joyful joylessness entwined;
because we are hugely hopeful
humankind uplifted within earth's
deep dimensions darkened.
Benumbing brilliance lights our
wasteful way through furious
fading fields on promised green
pastures and restorative roots;
for we are on these unbound
earthly encounters through
deleterious deep dimensions.
Through bleeding blood, we thrive
on senseless sensibilities seeking
to keep painful painlessness pure
as life's joyful joylessness jitters
us into crass circles on bloody
bloodlessness because humankind
drained us in deep dimensions.
[c] Ugonna Wachuku: 3 April 2022: Mexico: Earth.
https://postpoems.org/authors/ugonna/portfolio
Once again in the world we see in use this familiar recipe for war
It aways begins with two countries but you’ll certainly be adding more.
The leaders of one country have two goals…to take another country’s freedom and to expand…The other country and her people want to keep their freedom and hold on to their land.
This recipe is guaranteed to cause countless deaths and endless pain..
We start by amassing an army with guns…then add some tanks and boats and planes…
From the guns bullets fly…from the tanks missiles are launched…and from the planes bombs will fall…creating a path of death and destruction…not for one…but for all.
We’ll need blood…lots of it…knowing so much of it will be spilled…as men…and women…and their babies…entire families are killed.
We’ll have to add more people and then more people and more people still…
until there’s no one left to add…until there’s no one left to kill.
Leaving us with only sorrow and tears where happiness dwelled before…because without sadness and sorrow and tears…you cannot make a war.
When the recipe is completed…when the last ingredient has been eliminated…is there any sane person in the world who enjoys the taste of what that recipe created?
And we think since it tasted so awful…perhaps we’ve had our fill of war…until the next time we look up and see two countries…maybe more.
Who have forgotten how bad war tasted…or worse ignore it…and then…begin to gather the ingredients to try that recipe again!
While the rest of the world who dream for the day when all wars will cease…
are desperately trying to develop…a recipe for peace.
We don't need to row our boats.. just let them carry us gently downstream
to the sea of peace
~ PRAYING FOR LOVE ~
( Linked )
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Praying for Love
P
Love in this World
R
World Lord can change
A
Change with His Love
Y
Love Lord can bring
I
Bring in all hearts
N
Hearts be Transformed
G
Transformed with Love
F
Love, Peace, not Hate
O
Hate, evil, wrong
R
Wrong, sad, destroys
L
Destroys lives, souls
O
Souls, breaks hearts, men
V
Men need Praying
E
Praying for Love.
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Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
copyright@2016
June.30.2020
“Kindness is a language which the deaf can hear and the blind can see.”
- Mark Twain-
~Author's Notes:
The 'Linked' is a poetry form or style created in 2008, by Erich J. Goller. (Vienna )
~ Best From Heart ~
( The Blitz Poem )
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Just spreading Love Hope Joy Peace
Just hoping for the best
Best to happen
Best everyday
Everyday night and day
Everyday all the time
Time and time again
Time all around
Around comes and goes
Around up and down
Down play it all time
Down there you go
Go and don't waste time
Go and don't look back
Back you're again
Back you've come
Come and show me how
Come and lets talk
Talk once more
Talk and make it right
Right about us
Right as it should be
Be all between us
Be once and for all
All that is what I want
All that is what I need
Need that n' more
Need is all this
This can't be bad
This sounds so good
Good is to do it
Good is to see
See it all clear
See you at last now
Now at last
Now I can see you
You make me glad
You make me wait
Wait a long time
Wait n' much more
More I love you
More of your love I want
Want you night and day
Want you I shout
Shout your dear name
Shout it with all my heart
Heart and mind
Heart and soul
Soul
Mind
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Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
copyright@2019<center>
June.30.2020
“Kindness is a language which the deaf can hear and the blind can see.”
- Mark Twain-
~Author's Notes:
The ' Blitz Poem ' is a poetry form or style created by Robert Keim.