Ceaseless praise comes from my heart,
The place that was so vile.
The dog returns to what was his,
So was my wandering style.
But God has made a lovely place.
A place He calls His own.
And He will lead me to a place,
That I have never known.
Tag Archives: praise
To the Holy Angels
No doubt you listen with great intense;
You who faithfully serve The One of magnificence.
And from your charge you wait to hear,
The praise of the Living One ring in your ear.
Though separation of origin,
And difference in substance,
We serve the same God.
Glory is His!
His name to all is Christ Jesus!
Amen, amen and amen!
By His Grace
Point the Tip Down!
Inspect me in your presence. Grill me with questions designed to test. Make me speak of The Faith, and surely, in all my words, I will stumble.
I may not say anything false. But one or two words are sure to come unexpectedly. They will not be aligned as you have been told they should. And you will surely label me a heretic.
Or love me as a brother in Christ. Love me as God has commanded us both to love one another. Show me the mercy that God has shown you.
Let me speak of Our mutual Lord. Let me confess that he is risen from the dead. Let me confess that he is seated at the right hand of his Heavenly Father. Accept my confession that my sins are forgiven. Inspect my actions as well as my words. And let that be enough between us. Then we will be brothers in Christ.
Perhaps the Lord has revealed to you something “different”. Perhaps you have revealed to your self. Perhaps the only revelation you have is what you have been taught, or what you have read. What is that to me? And what does my understanding have to do with you? Only let us display our faith in that we love one another in Christ.
There are differences that cannot be accepted. But let those who know better, speak correction in love. Call them in that they may divide between us.
There are wolves in sheep’s clothing. But let them speak of the Holy Lord we serve. In a very short time their error will be seen. But a wolf will not receive correction. And he will not strive to listen. His words are bent toward devouring. When you are sure of his pedigree, be diligent to see him go. But by all means be sure.
Valiant warriors on a field of blood point down their swords for a moment. “Let us not be so quick to shed blood, simply because a man has a foreign tongue. But let wisdom and holy custom dictate our response.
Then we can be brothers in Christ. Then we can stand with confidence. Then we can praise our God together, while the smell of victory floats across the field.”
A warrior is not easily be perceived as a docile farmer. A liar cannot tell the truth. And it should be established that a Christian can not hate.
Tired arms raised by souls of steel.
Hearts aflame with love.
Praise to our God who set us free.
Praise to our Lord above!
By His Grace
Regardless the Acceptance
There is no one like God, in Christ Jesus His Holy Son.
There is nothing like His embrace of Holy Forgiveness.
There is nothing on earth worth our time, if we don’t have His Love;
His Holy Love that transcends every barrier.
I know you balk at this, all you of this world.
I know the flesh hates such words of proper praise and placement.
I know the eternal nature of the Living God has no place within the things of man.
I know you cannot accept these words, or the ones who speak them.
And what a shame, that you should remain outside His Holy Love.
And what horrible future there is for such a heart.
And what potential there is if you would just lay down your pride.
And how long is eternity, that you should remain estranged from the Living God’s Son.
The Conductor
The Holy Lord of life is rich in splendor. In his wisdom he gives gifts to men.
Obscuring pride by dispensing faith, the Most High God provides praise for his Holy Son.
10 million men speak willingly of the Glory of God. By the power of the Holy Spirit they have received, so they speak according to the wisdom of the Living God.
Even the contemplations of the wicked are fraught with Holy themes. The story of God’s Christ is replete among the things of men.
Unavoidable Glory is produced in all creation, both heaven and earth. For the work of Christ is so dearly loved by His Holy and Righteous Father.
It is right to desire to be more for His Holy sake. But wisdom teaches us to retain the seat we are given, as we play our received instrument in his Holy Symphony of Love.
By His Grace
Happy New Year, Continued
As it was written at the beginning of 2014, let it reappear at the year’s end.
Dear Lord Jesus:
“What is the number or the name of a day,
But an altar of stones along The Way.
A place that is set for the honor of You;
A love that was lived for the Love that is true.”
2014 [2015], what is it but more days to bring glory to our Lord.
A Happy New Year is only found by serving the Lord Jesus.
Words From There 