Faith

Breakout

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Tradition, worry, and the stress of life,
will try to wear us down.
But we have a vision given us,
that God will cause to abound.

It’s so large and beyond our reach,
and in ourselves it surely is.
But we have a Master and a Friend,
who says it’s possible, the vision is His.

All things are possible,
especially in His sight.
Look at all He’s done for us,
salvation and a future bright.

We need to exercise our faith,
and wholly trust in Him.
Stop trying to balance on the wall,
living in a world so dim.

We need to remember that He is the potter,
and we are just the clay.
Wholly surrender your heart & will,
breakout in freedom today.

Breakout year is now at hand,
as it unfolds it’s master plan.
But breakout starts this very day,
deep inside our spirit man.

Be sensitive and let Him do the work,
step up and receive His grace.
Step out and let Him flow,
as you pray and seek your place.

So breakout and be bold,
and share the blessing of love,
that come from doing His will,
as He pours from Heaven above.

The River

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This poem was included in “His Precious Love”, an anthology published in the 1980’s by the American Arts Association, a defunct organization formerly based in Gulfport, Mississippi. 

In the mountains, on the highest peak,
the snow begins its sunny retreat.
The river begins from the melted snow,
as it winds its way through the hills below.

I, on my raft, have begun at the top,
a weary journey with no place to stop.
The river, it twists and turns as it flows,
and the speed of descent, still faster it grows.

I’m in the midst of turmoil and strife,
at the very points of fear for my life.
When around the next bend in the river I see,
the peace and tranquility of a glass covered sea.

As the raft begins to slow and to drift,
a powerful voice says, “May I give you a lift?”
The beauty of the sea is more than I can describe,
the Lord has joined me, here at my side.

I’ve asked Him to join me to my journey’s end,
to ride the river through every twist and bend.
I’ve asked Him to pile in and direct by my side.
He said, “Don’t fear! The Holy Spirit will guide!”

And so, once again, I begin my descent,
I thank the Lord that I took time to repent.
By putting my trust in His loving hand,
I know by faith that He’ll lead me to land.

So, whatever problems I face on the way,
I look back and thank Him for His glory today.
I know there’ll be falls and plummets still to face,
but now I will ride immersed in His grace.

That Crimson Stain

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Listen, my child and have no fear,
You are anchored in My very Son.
All the battles you’ll ever face,
the victories paid and won.

With my Son, you can do all things,
you have His spirit, power, and might.
The day you claimed Him as your Lord,
All your darkness was changed to light.

All His promises are faithful and true,
He stands on every word He’s spoken.
He has no faults and cannot lie,
not a single promise will be broken.

My child, when you chose Jesus,
you also became My son.
Filled by the spirit in wisdom and truth,
shining brightly as the sun.

The precious blood of Calvary,
has made me white as snow.
That crimson stain is washed away,
and through Christ’s spirit I grow.

The Holy Spirit fills me with power,
and guides my heart in all I do.
He strengthens me in my weakest hour,
and what He does for me, He’ll do for you.

God’s not a respecter of persons,
everyone is judged the same.
When we give our life to Him,
we now live forgiven in Jesus’ name.