He is Here

Early in the morning;
He is here,
He is here.

When the sun is brightest;
He is here,
He is here.

When the night is falling;
He is here,
He is here.

When the dark is deepest;
He is here,
He is here.

When my heart is joyful;
He is here,
He is here.

When my mind is fearful;
He is here,
He is here.

When I flee in terror;
He is here,
He is here.

When my soul is lonely;
He is here,
He is here.

When I feel unwanted;
He is here,
Always here.

You Are Here

You are here,
always here,
constantly.

You don't leave,
you are here
by my side.

You love me
all the time,
you are here.

Jesus came
He took my sins
and hid them for all time.

Now I know
that I am free
to be forever thine.

Lift Your Voices High

Join with me,
shout and sing.
Lift your voices high!

Care not what
others may say.
Lift your voices high!

Cry out with words,
sing through dance.
Lift your voices high!

Paint your love
in colours bright.
Lift your voices high!

Play your music,
play it loud.
Lift your voices high!

Worship Him bold,
worship Him strong.
Lift your voices high!

Weep Not

Hey all! This is just a rough experiment. Let me know what you think. The music is from Vivaldi's 'Winter'

The Judger

How dare you judge me,
you who knows me not.
You think you have the right
since you are so much better than I.
You are obviously
the best person in the world,
utterly without sin or fault!

How dare you judge me,
without knowing my name or situation.
How dare you sneer in my direction,
then pretend I do not exist.

I could have been the person
you were waiting for,
could have added joy to your life
if given a chance
without condemnation.

But you have already burdened me
with false accusations,
so I shall leave you with your sorrows
and take my unwanted gifts as I go.

The Evil One

The evil one calls out my name
and offers gifts so tempting.
He whispers promises to me
to meet my heart’s desires.

I cannot see beyond the gifts
believing that I earned them.
With arms outstretched I grab what’s mine
and Satan gently sneaks in.

Everything seems superb at first,
but gifts they quickly tarnish.
My conscience prods my senses ‘til
I realise I’ve been foolish.

By then I truly am entrenched
in thoughts of my own greatness
and do not want to live without
the pleasures I was gifted.

The Shining One calls out my name
and offers freedom tempting.
He whispers truths and promises
to be my heart’s desire.

He weans me from my dependence
on he who is deceitful,
revealing my heavenly gifts
and sets me to my purpose.