A Moment

“Just a moment,
Just a moment please.”
A boy whispers, on busy street corner
To loud and toiling world around

A woman stops, for but a moment and
Wishes to say more
But with dismal glance away, she shrugs
“I’m sorry.” and keeps walking

Again, he tries another
“Just a moment sir,”
To busy man, with things to do
On way to important meeting

“I have no time.” He says in a rush
Putting up his hand as if to hush
The boy, and pleading eminating from
His kind and weary eyes

Again, another perhaps
This will be the one
A child, walking by
Holding mothers hand

“A moment,”
He asks,
Eager for reply
As child looks, and meets his eye

The two smile a second as
Time seems to stop
Eyes held, in contentment
Gazing into one another

“Come on.” Mother pulls
And yanks young girl away
Off on some busy trip
Away from boy, her friend never met

But felt there in that gaze

Then we see, after the people
Keep on passing by
The truth, of the boy
Not a boy at all

While seemingly clad, in tired rags
We see, a peculiar, mystery
The boy, the man in fact is
More than he appears

Mighty, holy
Powerful
Held in human form
Kind, gracious, compassionate

Loving, and just forever

For boy, is no boy at all
But Spirit, holy
But Creator, loving
Asking us, for but a moment

To lavish His love upon us

For us to stop, in busy days
For but a second, and to see
As girl saw, in those eyes
Something, too wonderful to describe

Yet therein, lies
A peculiar, miraculous peace
Mingled with courage, love
And jealousy

Beauty and terror alike

The boy, boy no longer but
Man, fully grown
Hands pierced with nails
Head, bearing thorns

Walking off, towards calvary
There, on the busy street corner as
None see, nor care to notice
Condemned man, as He really is

But merely scoff, and laugh or even
Do not see Him at all
For busy-ness, and focus on
All the world around Him

But this Man, keeps on walking
Whether world acknowledges Him or not
Towards His task, His Father’s will
Full of pain, and suffering and yet

Peculiar, brutal beauty
Of tale of jealousy, of love
Mingled with passion, and justice
Wrath and mercy alike

That culminated, there on that tree where
Jesus paid, the price for me
For world, and us too busy to
Even know His name

Us, too blind in sin to
Even see His face
Us, too lost in anger and rebellion to
Even care to know His name

He still died, there He hung
For us, for me
That we might go free, and be
His, and His alone

Redemption laid,
Upon a tree
Our debt paid
By Him we owed

Our futures made alive in Him
Who died, so we could live
Free, from sin and death and
Free, to live for Him

Him who is so wonderful, so beautiful
So matchless, forevermore
To Him, dead no longer but
Risen, from tomb to heaven where

He sits enthroned, on praises and
Remains, at the right hand of the Father
Praying for us,
Interceding for us

Us, the once fallen
Now given life, in His blood
Us, so loved
Us, so desired

Us, so lost without Him
He waits for us to come
To Him, and find
All we could ever need

In Him, the crucified
The Risen, Redeemer
The loving God, the jealous Lover the
Just, and passionate Judge

Both beautiful and terrible
Perfect in wrath,
And mercy alike
So good, and so wonderful

May we praise Him,
And His great name
Now and, forevermore!
Him who is so merciful and

Him who is so good!

But may we not forget
That boy, on street corner
That Man, that Savior
Who made Himself available and

Redeemed us from our sins
May we not, leave Him on the cross
Nor let Him lie, in the grave
But remember, Him the living God

Our victorious King

And too, the loving Father
Who sent His Son, to die for us
Who beckons, by His Holy Spirit, that we
Come, for but a moment and

Many more, for all eternity in fact and
Come and spend, time with Him
Him who never fails
Who loves us so, who gave Himself

Who loves us as a Father and
Who adopted us, as His own
And who too, is within us
Burning, like fire to

Give us grace, and utterance to
Worship Him, in His strength and
Pursue Him, in our weakness
To follow Him, to lead us to Him

The three in One, the everlasting
Who calls to us, out of heaven and eternity
That we come, and spend a moment
With Him, in His Word

Making ourselves available
Open, to hear His words and
Even hear Him speak
That we may be, more like Him and

Know, His love for us and
Even more than this,
There, in the secret place
So run to Him, keep Him not waiting

Run to Him, for He is enough!

Stars

Memories of brighter days
Flicker in the night sky
Alight with wishes of the past and
Surrounded by the black of present

What beauty can there be in this
These relics of the past
So distant, so cold and yet
So surrounded by the infinite

Of eternal, distant black

A reminder, not of past but of
Future lays here in
For in that distant sky,
Burning bright with stars, we see

Hope, of tomorrow
Etched across the heavens as
He labors, above it all
Reigning, over everything

The King of Heaven, and of earth
Who knows each star by name
Therein, that sky has written in
A memorial, to His great Name

For distant stars, were formed by Him
Eternal darkness, where He walks
Each light, He knows by name and
Each figure formed by His hands

So when we look, up to the sky
Be not saddened by the past that once
Dwelled beneath these stars
Nor be troubled, for tomorrow or

Frightened for today by
Endless, mysterious black, or by
Those distant twinkles of light, that seem
To dim as days go on

Instead remember, the One who formed them and
Knows each one by name
And He who knows, that infinite blackness
And holds eternity in His hands

Take these memories, of past and
These reminders of the infinite
And see in them, the peculiar glory
Of Him, who bid them to shine and

Placed them there in, those Heavens vast
Exactly where He willed
For His purposes, for His plans, they shine
And He knows them all by name

Just as we, here on the earth
Are too made, and formed by His hands
For His plans, and purposes
May we submit, as they in Heavens do

To shine, for Him alone

And in our shining, in our obedience find
Peace, like no other as
We meet, face to face the One
Who knows each star by name

And too, knows us the same
May we revel, in His majesty
Now and forevermore
He who hung the stars, and too

Would come to us, and make a way
That He could
Know us the same
Through His Son, the eternal born of Heaven who

Died upon a tree

And rose again, in victory
To stars above(‘s) delight
To break, the bonds of hell and
Shatter powers of darkness

How marvelous is He
What a King, what a Savior
May we praise Him, forevermore
And remember Him, as we see

Those lights, hung in the Heavens
May we praise Him who holds them there
And too has redeemed us
That wonderful Savior, the everlasting God

May we praise His name forevermore!
My God we cling to You!

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When words fall short to utter
Truths, of praise to God in Heaven
Sing but one name, speak with one voice
The name, above all names

The name of Jesus Christ

When world around falls apart
And nothing still remains unshaken
Sing, to heart and soul, to mind and body that
Name, too beautiful, to comprehend

That name of Jesus Christ

When pains, so deep
Rend tears in heart, beyond repair
And words fall short to utter grief
Speak, and sing that name, that perfect name

Of the Savior Jesus Christ

For He, in Himself, is enough to cover us
He is enough, to heal our broken hearts, and too
Utter that which we cannot, and create in us
A heart of praise and adoration, not possible without Him

To make our brokenness, into beauty
To turn our mourning, into joy
To take our sins, our failures, our shame
And make us new beneath His holy blood

For He, is enough
He is sufficient to cover us, to carry us
He is enough to keep us His
Enough to see us home to Him

Not by our merit, or our own worth, but by
His own strength and power and
By His great, unending mercy
By His love, and grace are we

Free to be His own!

So praise that name, above all names
Glorify, that God in Heaven who
Came and gave, Himself for us
Who is, more than enough

All we could ever hope for,
More than we could ever dream
Endless, and boundless as the sea
Whose greatness goes beyond the skies

Praise Him, and call upon that name
That name, above all names
The name, of the only Begotten Son
Of our Healer, our Savior, our Redeemer, our King

The name of Jesus Christ alone
Praise Him forevermore
For He is enough
Cling to that name alone!

Jesus, Jesus
Father we look to You.
You are our only One
The only One we could ever need

Jesus, Jesus
Oh how we need You
How we need You again
For You are our only One, our only Hope

Jesus, we need You again!
Speak to us again we pray
We have no good, apart from You
Jesus, fill us with Your love

Oh how we need You again!
Only You are faithful and
Only You are good
Jesus, we look to You

How we need You again!

Dare to Hope

Do we dare to hope again

When world around, is falling down

When grief out matches what words can say

When sorrows go beyond mind can comprehend?

 

Do we dare to believe in a day

When hope is found once more

When people learn, to hope again

A time when broken hearts are made whole?

 

I dare say, a day is coming

Indeed, it is already here

When there is a hope, when there is peace

When there is an Answer

 

This Hope, has a name

This Peace, has a face

This Love, has a voice

This God, has not forgotten us

 

So in these hours, of deepest pain

In these days, of brokenness

Do not forget, there is still Hope

One above still remains

 

And though He is painted as

Fiction, of broken men

Dear friends, I promise You,

He certainly is not

 

This One is a living God

A Savior, who hears

A Lover, waiting to comfort You

A Healer, waiting to redeem

 

So do not think, all good is lost

That generation is, beyond saving

For there is a Savior, there is a Redeemer

Waiting, with arms stretched out

 

With arms open wide

To comfort, to heal

To redeem, as only He can

To save these broken ones

 

And He is only, a cry a way

He is present, in this darkness

So dare, oh darling

Dare to hope again

 

For He is here~