Saturday, December 30, 2017

Never Brought to Mind

To the tune of Auld Lang Syne..

Should our transgressions be forgot
  and never brought to mind,
'twill be the work of Christ the King,
  so merciful and kind..

So merciful and kind is He..
  So merciful and kind..
That all our sins be washed away
  and never brought to mind..

Sunday, November 5, 2017

Called to the Quiet

Called to the quiet,
  by waters so still,
through fields of green,
  to a secret hill..

To silence my soul,
  if only I'll hear it,
that still small voice-
  the Holy Spirit.

Though I'm called
  to this holy place,
to seek my Lord
  in a sacred space..

Too often I follow
  my foolish desires,
things of the earth
‎ and all it requires.

But one day I'll learn
  to seek Him alone,
above my desires
  and all that I own..

To learn what it is
  to be still and know,
the voice of the Spirit
  wherever I go.

Thursday, August 31, 2017

Endeavor

Whatever endeavor
  you're now finding clever
    will one day be leveled
      and lost in forever..
     
But be of good cheer
 and near to those dear;
  draw close, be sincere,
   for He soon will appear.

Monday, July 31, 2017

Saved from me

Christ has come. I'm saved from me-
  no longer a slave to my sin.
Debts have been canceled eternally,
  for Jesus now lives within..

Forgiving sins- my evil desires,
  lust of the flesh and eye,
pride of life and all it requires,
  anger and every lie.

Though I stumble from day to day,
  I'm not defined by my deeds.
When Christ came, He came to stay,
  redefining me as He leads.
 
No longer a prisoner of my past,
  nor lost on a stormy sea.
Thanks to God, I'm free at last-
  I've been saved from me.

Friday, July 7, 2017

Dear God

Dear God,
Help me to be odd-
by daring to care more
for those beyond my door,
even when they're flawed.
Help me, Dear God.

Dear Christ,
Help when I'm enticed-
to turn away from sin,
to live my life within
the love you sacrificed.
Help me, Dear Christ.

Dear Lord,
Help me be restored-
renew my heart and soul,
with love my only goal,
and You as my reward.
Help me, Dear Lord.

Saturday, May 27, 2017

Each Passing Day

I know I should think
  about heavenly things,
for Lord, You're worthy,
  and King of all kings..

But yet still it seems,
  as hard as I try,
I'm left here thinking
  of me, mine and I.

I'm selfish Dear Lord..
  I know this is true,
but hope that I'll change
  to think more of You.

Take all that's within,
  my wayward desires,
turning them into
  what heaven requires.

I'll plead for mercy
  with each passing day..
Oh change me within!
  In Your Name I pray.

Monday, April 24, 2017

Anchor of Thy Love

I cannot drift away from Thee,
though oft I sail on stormy sea,
for even when my soul doth sleep,
the anchor of Thy love runs deep.

Still wake me from my slumber rest,
that I may go where Thou has blessed,
but cause me to sail upon every sea,
found with anchors bound to Thee.

This hope we have as an anchor of the soul,
a hope both sure and steadfast.. (Heb 6:19)

Saturday, April 15, 2017

No Complaints

I complained today,
  the world was loud-
the clang and roar
  of a maddening crowd!
 
How I longed for peace,
  on a quiet frontier..
then I met a man
  who couldn't hear.

Monday, April 3, 2017

Special Solitude

There's a special solitude-
  a holy, sacred place,
where quiet is the attitude,
  and slower is the pace..

We turn off all the noise,
  in our heart, soul and mind-
the chatter that destroys
  what our spirit hopes to find..

For in that quiet hour,
  if we listen for His call,
we'll sense the Spirit's power-
  a whisper sweet and small..

A gentle Voice from far above,
  speaks to our very core,
with such a peace and love-
  we're only wanting more.

So seek that special space
  in the quiet of your day,
talking to the God of grace-
  walk with Him and pray.

Thursday, March 23, 2017

Our Call

Will I be silenced
  in my call to love?
Do I have license
  from somewhere above?

If people don't care
  as I think they should,
would it then be fair
  to not act so good?

If they ignore me,
  despite my good will,
or they abhor me
  as mentally ill.

If, in all of this,
  I'm hated and spurned,
I pray I'll not miss
  this lesson I've learned..

Christ was rejected,
  despised by all men,
still he subjected
  Himself for our sin.

He loved us despite
  our hatred for Him,
so we have no right
  to let our love dim.

We should love others
  as He has loved all..
Sisters and brothers,
  yes- this is our call.

Saturday, March 18, 2017

Our Home Above

We thank Thee, gracious Father,
  for many a pleasant day,
for bird and flower, and joyous hour,
  for friends, and work, and play.
Of blessing and of mercy
  our life has had its share;
this world is not a wilderness,
  Thou hast made all things fair.

But fairer still, and sweeter,
  the things that are above;
we look and long to join the song
  in the land of light and love.
We trust the Word which tells us
  of that divine abode;
by faith we bring its glories nigh,
  while hope illumes the road.

So death has lost its terrors;
  how can we fear it now?
its face, once grim, now leads to Him
  at whose command we bow.
His presence makes us happy,
  His service is delight,
the many mansions gleam and glow,
  the saints our souls invite.

We welcome that departure
  which brings us to our Lord;
we hail with joy the blest employ
  those wondrous realms afford.
We call it home up yonder;
  down here we toil and strain
as in some mine's dark, danksome depths;
  there sunshine bright we gain.

To God, then, sound the timbrel!
  There's naught can do us harm;
our greatest foe has been laid low;
  what else can cause alarm?
For freedom and for victory
  our hearts give loud acclaim;
Whate'er befall, on Him we call;
from east to west, in Him we rest;
  all glory to His name!

James Mudge
(edited)

Thursday, February 2, 2017

Beyond the Sea

If every paper and every pen
were filled and stacked from end to end,
to show God's love for you and me,
the scene would stretch beyond the sea.

Beyond the sea, beyond the sky,
through oceans deep and mountains high.
For all the world cannot contain
the love that's found in Jesus Name.

Monday, January 9, 2017

To God be the Glory

To God be the Glory,
great things He is doing..
He won't let me go..
My faith is renewing!

Though I walk in the valley,
with my light still so dim,
I still have assurance
I'm walking with Him!

Sunday, January 8, 2017

Take My Hand

Take My hand, child I adore..
I'll bear your burdens once again.
And if there be a thousand more
I'll cleanse the burden of every sin.

Though you're made of dust and dirt,
my loving-kindness will never die-
whatever the pain or grief or hurt,
whenever you fail or fall or cry..

Take my hand, O child of mine,
walk again in the garden with Me-
leave the sins of the past behind,
be the person I meant you to be.

Saturday, January 7, 2017

He Speaks to me

He speaks to me
in metaphors,
on sandy shores,
through open doors.

It's not in words
I hear as such..
It's more, or much,
a heartfelt touch.

He speaks to me-
I know not why.
How often I cry,
as He passes by.

I feel His hand,
His touch within,
and know I've been
with Him again.

He speaks to me
in His holy Word,
both read and heard-
my soul is stirred.

Ancient words
that ring so true.
With a different view,
all things are new.

He speaks to me
with a metaphor
I cannot ignore,
what I adore-

His still small voice
in my heart, rejoice!

He speaks to me.

Forgive me Lord

Forgive me Lord for sins long past, and those for which I haven't asked. Forgive me when I neglect to pray; instead, desiring my own way...