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Mercy

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O God, King of all kings,

King of all things under the sun

Since life begun,

You mould me like clay

Of which I am made,

But what have I done ~

I am but a tool for Your use,

A nail in Your cross,

The wood for Your saw,

And I always fall short.

Perfection is Yours for the taking,

Yours for the making.

I fail to preach what You teach,

Help my soul to reach,

To touch the hem of Your cloak

To provoke Your healing hands.

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©Denise G Allen, 26 November 2014 06:56


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Our God

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The greatest engineer and architect is He
Who designed and built our world
Within a world, within a world, within a world..,
Concentric circles of never-ending immensity –
And He made me!

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How wonderfully formed are we,
Engineered to the nth degree,
Working to perfection under His protection.
Rejoice, I say, rejoice,
Let our praises ring throughout eternity.

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Let the mountains echo into space
And the vastness of creation
Unite in adoration,
Glorifying You, O God,
Our Father and our Maker.

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©Denise G Allen, 21 November 2014 08:07


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This Plastic World

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We live in a plastic world

Where discards outweigh utility,

Where garbage pollutes air, land and sea

And everything is temporary;

Nature must take a back seat

‘Cos man has learned to manipulate

Greens and meat and all we eat.

Plastic, cardboard used once

Then tossed away. Society tells us

How to think, act and re-act,

Fit the parameters or be a mis-fit,

Clones of idEAlised/idOlised

Specimens of humanity don’t stir the pot,

Blow the snot where it lands –

Out of sight, out of mind.

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©Denise G Allen, 16 November 2014 07:28


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Music of the Sea

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Lift me up on the crest of the wave,

Let me ride home safe to the shore,

The joy I feel when I am borne,

Weightless on the water,

Will be with me evermore.

The music of the sea does not falter,

The song of the sea does not fade,

As I hold the conch shell to my ear

The echo of the sea remains.

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©Denise G Allen, 08 November 2014 11:44


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God and me

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The beauty of nature,

its ever-changing colours,

flowers that grow

according to the seasons,

surrounding us with reasons

known only to God.

I find reflections of Him

in everything i see;

i listen while He

speaks to my spirit,

resonates with my soul

‘til i am whole.

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©Denise G Allen, 06 November 2014 10:59


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Watching the Sea

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I have sat for hours,

And could sit for hours more,

Watching the sea;

Marvelling at its many moods

From a calm, gelatinous mass

To a raging, furious, crass

But fascinating, captivating

Eccentricity;

Throwing itself against the rocks

Blocking its way, and the spray

Dispersing, diffusing across my view

Covering you and me

As we watched the sea.

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©Denise G Allen, 05 November 2014 09:30

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