Post No. 912
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Help
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O Lord, our Father
Only You can change this earth
From negative to positive
Let us construct not destruct
Advance not retreat
Back and forth and round about
You are our axis
Nothing stands still
This world whirls around your wlll
Open our eyes to realise
We are nothing without You
You are the sun, the moon, the stars
You are creation, and all is in motion
To bring us back to You
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©Denise G Allen, 05 February 2016 08:13
Post No. 902
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Perfection
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We cannot conceive,
Are unable to perceive,
His perfection…
As His spirit fills our souls
And His inspiration fuels our goals,
We are humbled before Him ~
Our King;
Father of the universe,
The revelation of whose love
Holds us in awe, spell-bound,
Wanting nothing more
Than to praise and adore
Our Lord.
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©Denise G Allen, 04 December 2015 08:37
Post No. 897
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Secret Place
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There is a place within the heart of me,
A secret space that is a part of me,
In my core, where my spirit lives
Waiting patiently for Your sweet waters
To wash over me, so that I may become
Merged with a part of You.
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©Denise G Allen, 14 November 2015 07:14
Post No. 886
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The Raw Heart of Africa
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Civilisation peels back the skin
Of sophistication ~
No more than a veneer
Layered very thin ~
Over Africa’s raw heart.
I bleed to see how
It was used and abused
Bribed over generations
Corrupted, outsmarted
By men who stole its wealth.
And, infected now itself,
It cannot reverse time
But openly try to recover,
Unwrap what was papered over.
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©Denise G Allen, 16 October 2015 13:30
Post No. 876
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Sunshine in the Valley
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Let the sun shine in the valley
Chase the shadows far far away
It breaks my heart to see you suffer
It breaks my heart to see your pain
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If i could turn the clocks around
And let the cogs themselves unwind
Return once more to yesteryear
Firmly anchored ‘gainst the wind
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Father God there’s only You
Shielding us from desolation
Preserving us from devastation
With you on our side we must abide
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©Denise G Allen, 21 September 2015 08:58
Post No. 862
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Army of the Lord
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Mine eyes have seen the glory
of the coming of the lord,
He is trampling out the vintage
where the grapes of wrath are stored,
He hath loosed the fateful lightning
of His terrible swift sword,
His truth is marching on
Glory! Glory ! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah
Glory! Glory ! Hallelujah! His truth is marching on
Is our life on earth a proving ground
For the fight between good and evil
We cannot doubt that God will win
Because all else depends on Him:
He is the Creator of the universe.
But is mankind ready, willing and able
To take a stand, seemingly against all odds,
To join His army and defeat the evil
Dwelling and swelling in its task
To take control of mankind’s heart.
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©Denise G Allen, 24 August 2015 08:54
Post No. 841
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Miracles
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Our father,
maker, creator, designer and inventor
of gigantic mountains, valleys,
wastelands and seas
from the macro to the micro
and everything between
you possess the marvels and miracles
to do what e’er you please
i hear your voice calling me
across rugged mountain ranges
across the stormy sea
over the desert sands of time
through the never-ending vastness of space
calling, calling to the human race
i have countless questions to ask when at last we meet
is it only on a whim that you cause the earth to quake
is it simply on an impulse that the world begins to shake
and what is it that enables you to choose
which peoples are to win and which to lose
difficult to answer for someone such as me
but you o lord are able to see
right inside the human heart
and take it all apart
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©Denise G Allen, 14 July 2015 16:49
Post No. 830
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Reflections
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Sweep the dark dank and dusty corners of my heart
Cleaning out the debris of the past
What’s gone is gone and will never be the same
New beginnings with only myself to blame
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My life seems to be
— on reflection — full of new starts
But I fail always
— in detection — to find the underlying
. imperfection
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Is it that which goes before a fall
Or perhaps shape-shifting blame
Or none at all but many many more
God help me find what I am searching for…
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©Denise G Allen, 27 June 2015 04:23
Post No. 802
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Whole-hearted
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There was a hole in my soul
A bowl waiting to be filled
A crater crying to be crammed
Teeming with feelings
Memories of You a part of me
Others cannot see
I am the vehicle and You the Driver
Behind the wheel, taking control
My heart is in your hands
And You will always understand
My search to return
To what was and will be
Always when I step into eternity
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©Denise G Allen, 18 May 2015 07:15
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Windows barred, painted black
Kept out the light, day and night
Captive to his thoughts
And bound by his guilt
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©Denise G Allen, 20 July 2014 15:26
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