God spoke no idle words
When He spoke, it was heard
What He spoke, it came about
It is the word of God,
without any doubt
For years and years
They tried to tear it down
Say it’s not of God
Or turn it around
They tried to conform it to
their foolish ways
And make it fit in their
lifestyle today
They say it is written by
just mere men
When God was the One
who instructed them
To write it in a book
Where the churches
would know
That He is Alpha
and Omega
the beginning and the end
To turn from their wicked
ways and repent of their sins
He that hath an ear
let it be heard
GOD SPOKE NO IDLE WORDS
2008 Patricia A Moore
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Monday, June 8, 2009
In The Silence I Hear You Speak
In the silence I hear you speak
Manna from Heaven
That tastes so sweet
With a still small voice
You commune with me
It is of your Word, that I do eat
It is of You, that I do drink
The words You speak
They are Spirit
And they are life unto me
I think about the twelve that day
When You ask them
Will ye also go away
Peter, answered, “You Lord..
To whom shall we go
Thou hast the Words of eternal life
And we believe and are sure
That Thou art that Christ
Lord, You’re ever before me
My heart belongs to Thee
And I will eat of Your flesh
And drink Your blood indeed
It’s manna from heaven
That tastes so sweet
in The Silence, I Hear You Speak!
St. John 6:22-71
2008 Patricia A Moore
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Manna from Heaven
That tastes so sweet
With a still small voice
You commune with me
It is of your Word, that I do eat
It is of You, that I do drink
The words You speak
They are Spirit
And they are life unto me
I think about the twelve that day
When You ask them
Will ye also go away
Peter, answered, “You Lord..
To whom shall we go
Thou hast the Words of eternal life
And we believe and are sure
That Thou art that Christ
Lord, You’re ever before me
My heart belongs to Thee
And I will eat of Your flesh
And drink Your blood indeed
It’s manna from heaven
That tastes so sweet
in The Silence, I Hear You Speak!
St. John 6:22-71
2008 Patricia A Moore
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In You Lord
In You Lord I do believe
In things I do not see
If I look at circumstance
The future seems dim
Without and chance
Of hope for tomorrow
Or even today
The sadness, heartache
Turmoil, dismay
Without You Lord
There’s no where to go
No one to turn to
Or nothing to show
But a life of emptiness
Selfishly lived
For one’s own purpose
With nothing to give
In You Lord
The hope You bring
Is in the evidence
Of things not seen
Like Abraham and Isaac too
I look for a city built by you
By faith they did believe
In a promise they did not receive
But having seen them afar off
Were persuaded and embraced them
Now we wait in accord
For that promise
In You Lord.
2008 Patricia A Moore
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In things I do not see
If I look at circumstance
The future seems dim
Without and chance
Of hope for tomorrow
Or even today
The sadness, heartache
Turmoil, dismay
Without You Lord
There’s no where to go
No one to turn to
Or nothing to show
But a life of emptiness
Selfishly lived
For one’s own purpose
With nothing to give
In You Lord
The hope You bring
Is in the evidence
Of things not seen
Like Abraham and Isaac too
I look for a city built by you
By faith they did believe
In a promise they did not receive
But having seen them afar off
Were persuaded and embraced them
Now we wait in accord
For that promise
In You Lord.
2008 Patricia A Moore
All RIGHT RESERVED
Jacob's Dream
The ladder stretched forth
From earth to heaven
Between God and man
For the angels of God
Did ascend and descend
You see this come to pass
In Matthew and Luke when
They write of the genealogy
Jesus came through
A promise fulfilled
The birth of Jesus
Our Savior and King
God had given in
Jacob’s Dream
2008 Patricia A Moore
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From earth to heaven
Between God and man
For the angels of God
Did ascend and descend
You see this come to pass
In Matthew and Luke when
They write of the genealogy
Jesus came through
A promise fulfilled
The birth of Jesus
Our Savior and King
God had given in
Jacob’s Dream
2008 Patricia A Moore
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Moonvine
There’s a mystery behind
This unusual flower
That comes forth
During the moonlight hour
Blooming to the lesser light
This beautiful white blossom
That came to me at night
The voice of my Beloved knocks
A sweet smelling scent from Thee
Saying, open my love
Come sup with Me
Then by the break of dawn
He closes the Door
The beauty is gone
2008 Patricia A Moore
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This unusual flower
That comes forth
During the moonlight hour
Blooming to the lesser light
This beautiful white blossom
That came to me at night
The voice of my Beloved knocks
A sweet smelling scent from Thee
Saying, open my love
Come sup with Me
Then by the break of dawn
He closes the Door
The beauty is gone
2008 Patricia A Moore
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Deep Within
I was found in the Ozarks
By a woman and man
Who turned me into
The lamp that I am
Some might have seen me
As an old dead limb
No good for nothing but
The burn pile to them
The couple looked at me
In such a way
The outer layers didn’t
Matter that day
What they were looking for
Was deep within
Is the heart still good
Can it be used again
Was there anything left
Of this old tree
Was I too far gone
Was this the end of me
They work and work
With their loving hands
And found the beautiful
Heart that was
Deep Within
2008 Patricia A Moore
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By a woman and man
Who turned me into
The lamp that I am
Some might have seen me
As an old dead limb
No good for nothing but
The burn pile to them
The couple looked at me
In such a way
The outer layers didn’t
Matter that day
What they were looking for
Was deep within
Is the heart still good
Can it be used again
Was there anything left
Of this old tree
Was I too far gone
Was this the end of me
They work and work
With their loving hands
And found the beautiful
Heart that was
Deep Within
2008 Patricia A Moore
ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
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