The Servant King
Psst…this is free verse; don’t expect it to rhyme. He loved us even when we forsook HimThe King of Kings became lower than allHe gave up His glory f...
Psst…this is free verse; don’t expect it to rhyme. He loved us even when we forsook HimThe King of Kings became lower than allHe gave up His glory f...
I’m marching into battleBut I am not afraidI know I have to do thisAnd for this I was made I’ll march through any forestTo deserts I will goYah̵...
Oh, how I love vitality!The fresh green leaves upon a tree Tiny little sprouts of greenLight blue flowers, barely seen A promising, small, tender shootLittle ha...
I often write some poetry, and I can fill a pageWith some fictitious story that will hopefully engage Your interest or your liking, but I know I never couldCrea...
Praise Yehovah, all you righteousBy His word all came to beBlessed be Yehovah our ElFrom now to eternity! Let everyone tremble before HimWith lyre and strings l...
Every person has to chooseTo love Yehovah or notTo reject His ways, His lawsOr cling with all he’s got Before you now is life and deathThe blessing and th...
Are you struggling? Are you hurting?Tossed about on a wild sea?Is it hard to face each day?Just turn and take a look at me. That once was me, I’ve been th...
Oh, the lovely years of youthOf laughter, joy, and tearsOh, the lovely days of youthGrow sweeter through the years The days of our foundationOn which we build o...
In the woods, though the sun shines through the treesThere are many things that I cannot see Brambles and vines grow right by my feetThorny blackberries grow as...
In glorious splendorEnthroned on highIs Yehovah the MakerOf the earth and sky He made you, He made meAll the angels sing“Holy, holy, holyIs Yehovah our ki...