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Man Named Jesus

Naquan — Thu, 03 Dec 2009 00:20:55 +0000

This name is like no other
When it is heard
Tears start to fall
Smiles get brighter
Heads start to shake
People start rejoicing
The power behind this name is so great
You send it up in the atmosphere
And blessings come down
This one name can
Make a way out of no way
It can put life into the dead
Heal the sick
Block anything heading your way
Prove many wrong
The things are unlimited
There is nothing to hard
The more you speak it
And the more you have faith in it
The easier life is
If you don’t know
Then you need to get with it
Times are changing
Things are getting hard
So do you know?
Who this great,
Precious and awesome
Name belongs to
The GREATEST name I know
Belongs to
A man named Jesus

By: Jasmyne Douglas

It Aint Over Yet

Naquan — Sat, 21 Nov 2009 03:26:20 +0000

You feel down and out
You have no happiness
Joy is no where to be found
No motivation to push on
No money for bills
No food for dinner
So much sadness
Even more sorrow
Great grandma, grandma, and uncle gone
Why? I needed them so
How can i go on with out them
Why am i even still here
Why them and not me
No job, no career
No love just broken heart
Don’t remember the last time
I wore a smile
The frown seems to be stuck
So much pain
Seems like theres a storm after another
I never reach the eye
One day i hear a glorious voice
It simply says “dont cry”
A smile comes upon my face
Those glorious words let me know
It aint over yet

By: Jasmyne Douglas

I Have to Surrender

Naquan — Fri, 23 Oct 2009 23:15:43 +0000

I have to surrender
theres no other way
just have to surrender
why is it so hard
just have to surrender
I love him,surely i do
just have to surrender
i only listen to what I want
just have to surrender
I pray everyday
just have to surrender
I lift his name on high
just have to surrender
its all or nothing
just have to surrender
am I a hypocrite and a liar?
just have to surrender
somethings are more important then others
just have to surrender
my eyes is on the prize
just have to surrender
I know all things are true
so why wont I just surrender!?

By: Jasmyne Douglas

…ING

AnointedArts — Sun, 26 Jul 2009 11:52:11 +0000

Much of my life I stared at the forest
unable to see the trees… blinded (struggling)
Swept away, planted in shallow materialism
entangled in the snares of addiction (running)
On a scavenger hunt for love through lustful terrain
sampling every common thing (searching)
Hanging from weakened limbs
soon broken by heavy burdens (falling)
I found myself on the edge of a cliff,
glancing back at the dark, cluttered forest (contemplating)
No! I can’t go back
only despair, gloom and death reside there (fearing)
Tears flowing, clenched fists, squinted eyes and bitten lip
I call out to the Lord and step out on faith (praying)
Relinquishing my will, ways and life…
for His (surrendering)
He catches, mends an restores me
In Christ, I am now (living)
Nestled in His arms
I understand, He is so (loving)
He revealed how He always cared
and was always there (working)
I never knew my true worth
until I met my Maker (understanding)
Accepting the price Christ paid,
He brings substance to my nights and life to my days (prospering)
I enter His gates with thanksgiving
and His courts with praise (worshipping)
Pressing on into the Holy of Holies
acknowledging Him in all my ways (glorifying)
Realizing it was never about me, but all about Him,
through Him I can do ALL things (conquering)
Now, I’m an instrument of honor
in the hands of my Creator (ministering)
Growing
Giving
Doing
Interceding
Seeing
Releasing
Walking
and
Proclaiming the name of Jesus!
This is my (calling)

Growing Pains

Bobbieann — Tue, 21 Jul 2009 19:39:11 +0000

growing pains
is what remains
sometimes I resist it all
but then I hear you call
you wait until I do
to give it up to you
internally heavy
as if the breaking of a levee
can’t hold it in
where do I begin
on my knees I go
growing is painstakenly slow
as if a sifting away
of debris that can’t stay
so that I may be cleansed and set free…R.Gould

Christianity

poetspirit — Mon, 13 Jul 2009 20:35:53 +0000

Of one measure…
Saint Mary, a virgin
Though life begun was not certain,
Her Son yet to gain

Of one measure…
Jesus, risen from death
Though our life wasn’t spiritual,
It’s now eternal

Of one measure…
Jesus Christ, our Savior
Though we now live from sin to sin,
Our favor begin

Of one measure…
Angels, spirits with us
Though our own lives come crashing down,
Companions are known

By: David Weller; From: Abilene, Texas