Crying out to the Lord

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If you cry out unto the

Lord in times of War,

Then cry out now in fear

For your deathbed is near.

 

If you want to be seated on the Throne

Cast in gold, painted by Giotto;

 

If you want to be seated with Our Lady

Sat on her lap, like a baby;

 

If you want to be seated with the Father

In heaven, with His Son, our only Salvation;

 

Surrender, surrender to an avalanche

Of particles and dust

A tidal wave of blood;

 

Surrender to the sky

The weather good or awry

Clouds of eternal shape and size;

 

Surrender to your dreams

Catastrophic and all too real

Tarnished by a life of ideals;

 

Surrender then, surrender unto Him

Saving an appearance of the Almighty

Whose Kingdom is light and eternity. 

 

If you cry out unto the 

Lord in times like these,

Then cry out some more

For all your days will be Joy. 

 

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We are Sinners

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We are Sinners

Nothing but sin

Gravely we have sinned;

 

Mere mortals

Imbecile creatures 

Worthless, utterly useless;

 

We fell on our necks

With broken limbs, burnt

The sting on our tongues;

 

We are not of Spirit

Human beings, destitute

Hunting for prey;

 

Night and day disbanded

Starvation, hunger to be fed

There will be bloodshed;

 

So say a few prayers

Fast, be giving in praise

We are no longer slaves;

 

God has mercy

Acknowledgement of sin

Brings life for eternity;

 

Forgiven, because we are Sinners. 

 

I Journey on My Way

A poem meditating on the Pilgrim’s Progress:

 

Alone with God, none but thee

I journey on my way

Safely in thy hand, more safe

Than if a herd of bulls around me stand.

 

Thou are so near, what need I fear?

Night or day, the Father is here

Heavenly Kingdom is my salvation.

 

Wherever I speak, life is there

Whatever I say, he is sense

My lips bloom like cherries

Wisdom carries me on merrily.

 

Filling my lungs for everyone

Despair flees from those in need

Whose hearts in love rejoice, the living Christ.

 

Traversing mountains and valleys,

Long and wild, steep and wet

Mary, fair Virgin, light and upright

Hold me on this Pilgrim journey.