Test1

The Son of Man swept His Light
over the dirt of me
I was brought forth
green leaves sprouting life
Anastasia Lily in full bloom
a true Easter Seal
bound on the inside of me

I was in the tomb of unbelief, of death
of Roman guards
In the gloom of darkness and chaos
but at the rising of the sun
the gloom vanished
I was risen
I was quickened

Our Father’s free will offering
by grace transferred me
from the Book of Life
to the Lamb’s Book of Life
from the tree of death
to the Tree of Life

A cripple I was
brought and cared for
in His Inn of Life
tendered to by a Pastor true
eating the Truth of God’s fruit
within Eden’s gate
receiving wholeness
of the resurrection of Christ

God by His amazing grace
condescended as man
volunteered and died
a Lamb on Calvary’s Tree
and at His dying
as He screamed out loud
broke the seal of death unto victory

Oh Tree of Life
that provided a Way
and snatched me out
from the Land of Nod
Sunrise of my living
that gave me the secret potion
the elixir to a body change
thou art the True Easter
the Headstone that has come
to finish the building
His Bride in the season
of expectations most glorious

The angels will see
the climax of our family reunion
as we receive honorary crowns
the Heroes of the ages
how we shall rejoice!
and how we shall sing!

Thank you precious Father
for the glory of Easter
the Anastasia of me!
Amen

Here I am Lord
Cleanse my lips n SELF
With your fiery tongs
Wash n perfume me with the
Oil of the Rose of Sharon
From the deep murky waters
of shame n filth
That I sin not with my soul

Though the enemies surround n shoot their darts
May I stand steadfast
n the doctrine of Christ n Godliness
I am indeed God’s favour, His purpose
In all things, situations n circumstances
Enabling me to love myself…my enemies…
Through His agape in prayer

Giving grace giving praise
Measuring my responses
Armed with the mind of God
Rejoicing in victory n shalom
An Enoch walk unto eternity

While the world in atomic frenzy sizzles
n like a frayed thread explodes
My heart yearns…desiring Godliness
I see clearly through the brass laver
my hidden sins

When before I could see but darkly…
I thought myself a ‘perhaps’
Beloved Father
Grace came n quickened me
Speedily I must run
To His secret hiding place

And not the hole of my ugly self
For there I shall breathe the breath of God
The sweetness of the lily
There I shall find no fault
with anyone no blame

For the purpose of God
Is His good pleasure n will
I shall not fear
The shadows of darkness must flee

As the soul in obedience to the gene seed
of God’s agape receives the Light
The new man emerging
Perfumed in beauty n grace
Unto the image of the Son of Man

Away! away! with the old man
The morning sun has risen
To shine upon the new man
Yea in shalom, quietly n gently shall I walk
Empowered in His garden
in the glorious flower of His love
Amen

My desire is to be counted worthy
Worthy at the bema bar
of service unto the bride selfless
dedicated to the cause

The army of God’s mighty force
likened unto David’s men of valour
spurring into action
armed with His mighty strength n vigour
noticing every need

With no thought of monetary greed
a unicorn awakened to speed
my hands may He use
my mind with His eyes to see
the church’s needs

He has saved me by grace
that I know
Now beyond the boundary
I must go

Graduation requires the workings
I am running the race
that at the end
I might be counted worthy
To receive my crown of valour
To hear Him say
“Well done my good n faithful servant
Enter thou into the joy of the Lord”

So help me Lord from my slumber
I am awakened n surely now
n quickly
I must rise up n go!

Father
Thou art my song n the dance to my harp
Your bride is warmed to your embrace
She kisses the mouth that speaks
She walks tall and kingly
Her strides are certain n measured
This is the Enoch hour
She has her shoes ready
N the staff of His truth in hand

Though fiery trials n challenges beset her
She is meek
In godliness contentment
She is unfazed
Knowing God has n purpose n a plan
She sings praises n adoration n loveth
the enemy’s favours

In the seasons of blessings
She pauses to ponder
She searches the mind of God
‘Father what will You have me do?’
This is a test that I must pass
to please my Father in every way
She seeks after virtue
She plans her day with meditation
from the dawning till the set of sun
Her soul yearning
Willing to put into action His word n mind

Tapping untold power
A champion Olympian is she

So to His music she is inclined
She hears no other
And to His dance of life eternal
She will sing upon her harp till in a
twinkling she takes flight

Make my mountains a plain dear Father
that I sin not with haughty lips and a high head of pride
let meekness becometh me

let me walk softly and gently
for there’s a mountain set for me
a mountain high that I must climb
the summit of love divine
let me walk tall and kingly
my head bowed low in Deity’s gold
let the SOM shine His light upon me
my heart to glow with Godly humility

meek as a lamb
gentle as a dove

bridle my mouth and open it
with gracious words and the splendour of your Love
hold the reins of me
direct me
turn the corners of my life in servitude unto thee

oh make haste to help me Lord
that my plain be tender n soft to tread upon
that the briers and thistles that trouble
will be nothing and if anything at all
for greater is the one who makes himself lesser
and esteemeth the other better

oh Lord
how wise thou art
you have made my plain to blossom
a single rose to be my garden.

GRACE
20TH MARCH 2022
SA