Am here again, fallen but willing to rise, I stand aloof on the ancient path eager to ask for the old path and walk in it; The Holy book had advised. I am the prodigals leanage in moral excellence, But jangling rags of righteousness could not save Only the blood can wash the stains off… Continue reading LOST BUT FOUND
I go down the aisle of God’s place Dressed in my very best lace. I know it’s already late yet I walk at snail pace I say, this is afterall a temple of grace Is this where I shall see God’s face? Will I stay here all my days? Not me, I am only here… Continue reading GRACE?
Like rays of the ascending sun That through Night’s teeming darkness spears, So shines Christ’s love on everyone, Ignoring our sinful wears. Approach, sinner, do not despair, Only follow the light of God. Onward, climb the Salvation stair And then by His graces be awed. Come all races, kingdoms and tribes, Cast off sin’s inglorious… Continue reading INVITATION
She stood naked to the street, counting her tears For her past had rubbed her off her feet Leaving a scar inscribed to her face O yes she was a queen to only the mean But tears from God dropped from the sky And washed away her ill, left no trace She turned with a… Continue reading A QUEEN ORDAINED
So you say He hung on the tree That I might be set free But I was never shackled I walk free, speak unheckled The one that is in chains knows not Still a slave, though his freedom’s bought So you say He willingly bled That I might not to hell be led Was it… Continue reading DID HE HANG FOR ME?
First, He had no defender His Father forsook Him His bosom friends rejected Him Denial was the gift of His closest ally Yet, another betrayed Him. Also His beneficiaries reneged The malicious crowd despised Him The blood-thirsty rabid crowd Cheered the mercenary Roman soldiers To execute horror and terror. Arriving Golgotha hill Wicked nails and… Continue reading SCARS OF THE CROSS
I kissed the hand that killed me. I washed the feet that kicked me. With my hair I dried your legs… Sweet ointments, I spread upon your chest. But you fed me scorpion tails, You my master-pieces. My creation of fate Mixed with love and peace. I shielded you from the Sun and watered your… Continue reading I KISSED THE HAND THAT KILLED ME (of unconditional love)