Poetry Corner

True Love Church of Refuge

Poet's Corner

Proverbs 25:11, " A word fitly spoken is like apples of gold in pictures of silver."

Seasons
For everyday, there is a season.
A season for love
A season for trust
A season for striving
A season to run
There' s a season for:
Tears
A season for fears
A season for loss
A season to give
There's a season for
Pain
A season for shame
And in the end,
all there is,
is little bits of seeds planted,
and maybe in the right season,
they will bear good fruit.

by Michelle Richardson (c) 2009

The Best of Friends

The best of friends
can change a frown
upside down.

The best of friends
will understand
my problems
and give a hand.

The best of friends
will always be there
even if I need a shoulder to cry on
because they care.

At the end of the day
when you have nothing to say
you should always have one friend
until the end.

by Ashlynn Fields (c) 2009

I see you in my chest
As the breath of life rises and falls.
I see you in my husband
As his unconditional love is indicative of yours for me.
I see you in my children
Who kiss me with love and adoration.
I see you in my clothing
Which covers and protects me from my head to my feet.
I see you in my bed
As it holds me while I rest from weary days.
I see you in my home
Protecting me from the danger and strong winds.
I see you in the brightly, shining sun
You light up my day.

Good morning Jesus. It’s good to see You, again.

by Delisa Lindsey (c) 2009

Good Morning Jesus:
It's Good to See You

He's the Master, Haven't You Heard?

For every goal that you may seek,
first place them, at the Master's feet.
Trust and stand upon God's Word,
He's "The Master" Haven't you heard?

Run the race and fight the fight,
lead the lost into God's light.
Never stop to look behind,
keep God's rhythm, step in time.

Trust in Him, with all your heart,
He will tell you where to start.
Walk by faith, and not by sight,
God will show you what is right.

Worship His One Holy Name,
let His Magnificence, Now Proclaim!
Telling all, that He is King,
reigning Forever, Above Everything!

by Sylvia Wilson © 2009

Arise

Arise you who walk among the dead;
Arise, and hold up your hands and head.
Do not allow your Spirit in darkness to sleep.
Do not allow your conscience to have running feet.
For time is short, and in a moment's space;
time is, and will be gone, without a trace.
And all actions of wrong...in a life time done,
which then seemed like frolic and fun,
will cast its net to pull you in and down,
and no Light within you shall be found.
So be with conviction and stout heart
and Godly wisdom will impart.
To change course and start a new,
to change and be a new found you.

by Catherine M F Camarda (c) 2009

From The Inside

Sin will lead us astray and only Jesus can
control sin,
Not from the outside however, He must
be invited in.
When He's on the outside, we're
engulfed in sin's spell,
On the inside, His love saves us from the
fires of hell.

While Christ loved us enough to die for
our every sin,
He will never enter in a life until He's
been invited in.
Jesus or Satan abides within us, it is one
or the other,
This is a personal decision, not to be
made by another.

God is an equal giver, giving all the same
opportunity,
To make this choice now, of where we
spend eternity.
While Jesus made it possible for man to
overcome sin,
With our heart's door shut, this
relationship want begin.

We're all sinners, being born into sin at
the very start,
The only way to defeat it, is to invite
Jesus into our heart.
To ignore this would be a persons most
foolish mistake,
Without Him there, nobody goes through
Heaven's Gate.

by Robert Hedrick (c) 2009

Tears in Crystal Vials

What if the angels caught each tear we cried
In crystal vials trimmed with silver and gold,
To lay at the feet of the One Who resides
In Heavenly places to bless and behold?

What if the tears that we shed were collected
And strewn in the sky to catch the Son's rays;
His brilliant Light by each teardrop reflected
Painting a bow to remind and amaze?

The Sovereign Lord can change crying to laughter
And wipe every tear from our eyes;
Replacing our sorrows with joy-filled hereafters
And ashes with rainbows to color our lives.

by Belinda van Rensburg (c) 2009

PENTECOST

We went to Jerusalem just like He said,
For forty days we wondered what lies ahead,
We sang, we prayed, and recalled each word,
That Jesus told us, and the miracles we've
heard.

There was, Peter, John, and Mary Magdalene.
Who told us of many things they had seen,
Jesus told us that in Jerusalem we would
receive power,
We waited with patience for His promised
hour.

"Let not your heart be troubled, nor let it
know fear,
I go to my Father, but you will stay here,
I'll send you a comforter while I am away,
Just go to the Jerusalem and wait for that day.

As we sang and prayed our spirits did soar,
Suddenly the room was filled with a roar,
Great tongues like fire came like the wind,
As fire set on each one, His power came in.

We sprang to our feet and in language
unknown,
We gave praise and honor to God on His
throne,
Some people thought we had lost our mind,
But they didn't know we had drank His new
wine.

As we prophesied in the word long ago,
God was pouring His spirit on people below,
Jesus had redeemed the world Adam lost,
That day in God's word is called Pentecost.

by Edward Potts (c) 2009

Seeking the Lord

Everyday of my life - I seek the lord's
favour
So I live in peace with my neighbour
Everyday of my life - I seek the Lord's
succour
So I don't have to live my life in labour
Everyday of my life - I seek the face of my
saviour
So I live my life with his flavour

by Olalekan Ayemu © 2008

I Plead The Blood

I stood within a courtroom
Filled to capacity,
With every race and nation
All staring right at me.
The Judge walked in, took His seat
My crimes began to read.
I raised my head as I looked at Him,
When He said, "how do you plead?"

I plead the Blood of Jesus
Against the crimes You've read,
I plead the Blood of Jesus
They're covered as He said.
For His death on Calvary
Assured me I was free,
There's now no condemnation,
Tis Jesus' Blood, I plead.

Then He read out all my crimes,
Listed them one by one,
And I was so ashamed of
The awful things I'd done.
Then He looked again at me,
This awesome, fearful Judge
He said, 'how do you plead?'
I said, " I plead the Blood."

I plead the Blood of Jesus
Against the crimes You've read,
I plead the Blood of Jesus
They're covered as He said.
For His death on Calvary
Assured me I was free,
There's now no condemnation,
Tis Jesus' Blood, I plead.

by Gertrude Jefferies (c) 2009