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神啊，我的心切慕你，如鹿切慕溪水。 惟有你是我心所愛，我渴慕來敬拜你。 你是我的力量盾牌，我靈單單降服於你。 Together in this place of worship To You our hearts are open Emmanuel See the praises of our savior Emmanuel |
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Menschliches Elende (Von Andreas Gryphius) Was sind wir Menschen doch! Ein Wohnhaus grimmer Schmerzten, Ein Ball des falschen Glücks, ein Irrlicht dieser Zeit, Ein Schauplatz herber Angst, besetzt mit scharfem Leid, Ein bald verschmelzter Schnee und abgebrannte Kertzen. Dies Leben fleucht davon wie ein Geschwätz und Schertzen. Die vor uns abgelegt des schwachen Leibes Kleid Vnd in das Toten-Buch der großen Sterblikeit Längst eingeschrieben sind, sind uns aus Sinn und Hertzen. Gleich wie ein eitel Traum leicht aus der Acht hinfällt Vnd wie ein Strom verscheußt, den keine Macht aufhält, So muß auch unser Nam, Lob, Ehr und Ruhm verschwinden. Was itzund Athem holt, muß mit der Luft entflihn, Was nach uns kommen wird, wird uns ins Grab nachzihn. Was sag ich? Wir vergehn wie Rauch von starken Winden. beziehungsweise that for me to live is Christ; and to die is to gain this life, its strife, and the storms, blast the night that blessed peace, this breeze, here His hand, that just might take away this - dissatisfied imbalanced strand of pain. |
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“And whatever you do, whether in word or deed, do it all in the name of the Lord Jesus, giving thanks to God the Father through him.”- Colossians 3:17 "So then, just as you received Christ Jesus as Lord, continue to live in him, rooted and built up in him, strengthened in the faith as you were taught, and overflowing with thankfulness." - Colossians 2:6-7 I give thanks, I give You thanks, I give You thanks for all that You are, do, will do - everything - THANK YOU. |
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Forgive me for forgetting who You really are. More than a part of my life, my time, my thoughts; you are really everything. And before You even take away, my heart will say, to the God who gives and takes away, "Blessed be Your name." Even this time. |
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Lamentations 3 1 I am the man who has seen affliction |
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“A man finds joy in giving an apt reply— and how good is a timely word!”- Proverbs 15:23 |
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Sometimes I wonder what lies ahead How long till my hunger is fed They say it's hard to make it in this part of town So many people on this merry-go-round Some folks try astrology Some turn to crystal balls To find an answer, To get through it all I just fall on my knees and I try to pray In the silence I can hear Him say The river runs and the river hides Out to the ocean and under the sky I promise you, the answer will come Hold on to patience and watch for the sign Everything in its time I often feel like I'm two steps behind Somebody must have moved that finish line There are a thousand reasons Why I should give up But I'm stubborn in the things I believe The river runs and the river hides Out to the ocean and under the sky I promise you, the answer will come Hold on to patience and watch for the sign 'cause maybe there's another plan One I still can't see A little surprise, like your love in my life Funny how time changes how we see The river runs and the river hides Out to the ocean and under the sky I promise you, the answer will come Hold on to patience and watch for the sign Everything in its time Everything in its time It's been so long since then, eons as well since I last listened to this song. Amazing yet altogether unsurprising how things have changed since 4 years ago. We're almost at 4 years. I say it like it's a national holiday. Haha, we, God and I, are at 4 years. On this autumn night, with cold winds, swirling orange leaves and a heart full of withering things, I give You my heart anew. Thank You that when everything is eventually coaxed to lie asleep beneath a sheet of white, You prepare the way for new life to burst forth in due time, a billion times more splendid then the things we had to let go off. |
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"and in that space of time he saw three shooting stars, all of which I missed" |
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Draw me close to You Never let me go I lay it all down again To hear You say that I'm Your friend You are my desire Draw me close to You You're all I want Help me know You are near... |
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We stood by a pond that winter day, And the sun was white, as though chidden of God, And a few leaves lay on the starving sod, —-They had fallen from an ash, and were gray.
Your eyes on me were as eyes that rove Over tedious riddles solved years ago; And some words played between us to and fro-— On which lost the more by our love.
The smile on your mouth was the deadest thing Alive enough to have strength to die; And a grin of bitterness swept thereby Like an ominous bird a-wing...
Since then, keen lessons that love deceives, And wrings with wrong, have shaped to me Your face, and the God-curst sun, and a tree, And a pond edged with grayish leaves. |
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Many a time I've chosen to leave a blank or just put a one-liner to express some kind of intense emotion/perspective/opinion. But this time words genuinely fail me. |
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Two are better than one, because they have a good return for their work: 10 If one falls down, 11 Also, if two lie down together, they will keep warm. 12 Though one may be overpowered, |
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In the autumn on the ground, between the traffic and the ordinary sounds I am thinking signs and seasons while a north wind blows through I watch as lovers pass me by Walking stories - whos and hows and whys Musing lazily on love Pondering you I'll give it time, give it space and be still for a spell When it's time to walk that way we wanna walk it well I'll be waiting for you baby I'll be holding back the darkest night Love is waiting til we're ready, til it's right Love is waiting It's my caution not the cold there's no other hand that i would rather hold the climate changes, I'm singing for the strangers about you don't keep time, slow the pace Honey hold on if you can the bets are getting surer now that you're my man I could write a million songs about the way you say my name I could live a lifetime with you and then do it all again and like I can't force the sun to rise or hasten summer's start, neither should I rush my way into your heart |
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I can count a million times People asking me how I Can praise You with all that I've gone through The question just amazes me Can circumstances possibly Change who I forever am in You Maybe since my life was changed Long before these rainy days It's never really ever crossed my mind To turn my back on you, oh Lord My only shelter from the storm But instead I draw closer through these times So I pray Bring me joy, bring me peace Bring the chance to be free Bring me anything that brings You glory And I know there'll be days When this life brings me pain But if that's what it takes to praise You Jesus, bring the rain I am Yours regardless of The dark clouds that may loom above Because You are much greater than my pain You who made a way for me By suffering Your destiny So tell me what's a little rain So I pray Holy, holy, holy Is the Lord God Almighty if I can't sing like this for You to bring the rain |
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( Jacob wrestled with God all night long )
27 The man asked him, "What is your name?" 24 So Jacob was left alone, and a man wrestled with him till daybreak. 25 When the man saw that he could not overpower him, he touched the socket of Jacob's hip so that his hip was wrenched as he wrestled with the man. 26 Then the man said, "Let me go, for it is daybreak." But Jacob replied, "I will not let you go unless you bless me." 27 The man asked him, "What is your name?"
29 Jacob said, "Please tell me your name." 30 So Jacob called the place Peniel (meaning 'face of God'), saying, "It is because I saw God face to face, and yet my life was spared." Than all you offer me There is nothing else That's of worth to me
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perhaps cos' at the end of the day, words are cheap; very very very cheap dirt cheap. |
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Ere on my bed my limbs I lay, It hath not been my use to pray With moving lips or bended knees; But silently, by slow degrees, My spirit I to Love compose, In humble trust mine eye-lids close, With reverential resignation, No wish conceived, no thought exprest, Only a sense of supplication; A sense o'er all my soul imprest That I am weak, yet not unblest, Since in me, round me, every where Eternal Strength and Wisdom are. But yester-night I prayed aloud In anguish and in agony, Up-starting from the fiendish crowd Of shapes and thoughts that tortured me: A lurid light, a trampling throng, Sense of intolerable wrong, And whom I scorned, those only strong! Thirst of revenge, the powerless will Still baffled, and yet burning still! Desire with loathing strangely mixed On wild or hateful objects fixed. Fantastic passions ! maddening brawl! And shame and terror over all! Deeds to be hid which were not hid, Which all confused I could not know Whether I suffered, or I did: For all seemed guilt, remorse or woe, My own or others still the same Life-stifling fear, soul-stifling shame. So two nights passed: the night's dismay Saddened and stunned the coming day. Sleep, the wide blessing, seemed to me Distemper's worst calamity. The third night, when my own loud scream Had waked me from the fiendish dream, O'ercome with sufferings strange and wild, I wept as I had been a child; And having thus by tears subdued My anguish to a milder mood, Such punishments, I said, were due To natures deepliest stained with sin,— For aye entempesting anew The unfathomable hell within, The horror of their deeds to view, To know and loathe, yet wish and do! Such griefs with such men well agree, But wherefore, wherefore fall on me? To be beloved is all I need, And whom I love, I love indeed. (The Pains of Sleep - Samuel Taylor Coleridge) |
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I am the maker of the Heavens I am the One who walked on water I am the fount of living water I am the spirit deep inside you Before the Earth (I am) Yes, I am almighty God your father
And definitely never one so outrageously daring in its proclamation of love. |
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