Verseode's blog

CRY FOR HELP

Here I sit inside my cell
Imprisoned by my mind
The world goes by without my help
It manages, I find
The dark and dingy place I live
Brings comfort to my soul

HEAVY

We must be rather heavy
When to self we die
It must take a superman
To carry you and I
A very clever doctor
Who can raise us from the dead

GOD

God is always with you
Wherever you may be
Sitting comfortably at home
Or working constantly
He wants a conversation
Inclusion is a must

MANY THINGS

Many things are sent to try us
Every day brings something new
Clinging to the roller coaster
Helps to undermine our view
Soon we're getting overtaken

I CHOOSE

I choose to let You shine Your light
Into my darkness deep
Those areas of septic waste
Where no-one ever peeps
Conglomerate of past and fear
That’s built a wall so thick

THE NARROW GATE

Standing at the narrow gate
With all my being found a sham
I have to choose a different way
To find the person that I am
Do I stick with what I've got

OH WONDROUS GOD

Oh wondrous God, who fathers me
Allowing me a certain rein
I wonder at Your patience rare
As I react rebelliously
To all the guidance that You give

ANGLICANS ANONYMOUS

We are members of an army
Anglicans we're proud to be
Always ready for a battle
Love to set the captives free
Armed and ready for the conflict

MY LORD GOD

My Lord God and master
Will You tell me why
We come here each sunday
But don't hear Your cry
To be still and listen
Perhaps even try

DRYNESS

Spiritual dryness comes to rest
On anyone, the least, the best
Clinging on to what we know
Hoping for a warming glow
Up and down, the coaster rides

COME HOLY SPIRIT

Come, Holy Spirit, come in power
You wish us all to bloom and flower
Fill us now with all we need
Change us, as on You we feed.

LORD I COME

Lord I come and give my life
To do with as You please
Take this apathetic child
Fill him with Your breeze
For I've been floating for so long
It's time I made a move

HECTIC

What a hectic life we lead
Busy people doing stuff
Read our bibles, say our prayers
As long as we are doing enough
To live the life that we believe

MONEY

Money is a funny thing
It fills you full of fear
Especially when the car plays up
And holidays draw near
The Lord is king of everything

FORGIVE

It’s clouding every minute
Of each and every day
I cannot get away from it
Even when I pray
This cloak of unforgiveness