
May our redeemed temples,
souls, minds, hearts, lives,
be a beauty-filled, Christ-centered,
gospel promoting Holy cathedral
always sounding forth your glorious
and magnificent honor and praise!
19 Sunday Jun 2022
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May our redeemed temples,
souls, minds, hearts, lives,
be a beauty-filled, Christ-centered,
gospel promoting Holy cathedral
always sounding forth your glorious
and magnificent honor and praise!
19 Sunday Jun 2022
Posted in Christian Poetry

Precious Lord Jesus,
child of the King here,
how can we serve thee with
honor, love, wisdom, and grace?
Child of the king here, how
can we love, serve, honor
thee, even more, all the while
growing in Christ-like grace?
Child of the King here,
how can we advance your
kingdom on this day that you
have so graciously, mercifully,
lovingly, and lavishly granted?
Child of the King here,
just here to say thank
you for the gift of all
gifts, Salvation through
Jesus Christ our tender
warrior, Shepherd, Redeemer
Master, Lord, and King.
Child of the King here,
may our passion always
be to bring glory to your
name, name above all
names no matter how
dark the culture remains!
Child of the King here,
teach us how in thee
to victoriously, joyfully,
constantly and triumphantly
to abide adoringly on your vine?
Child of the King here,
when we must, may we
always contend for our
most precious faith with
mercy and gracious speech.
And Lord contend we must
in these most wicked, heinous,
demonic, and evil days.
Child of the King here,
may our joy be found
in only thee, in thy most
precious Holy Word, and
in the divine and Holy
worship of obedience.
Child of the King here,
Child of the King here,
Child of the King here,
here am I send me,
here are we send us
here we are, raise us
up into a divine, Holy,
passionate army whose
sole purpose is only
to love, serve, evangelize
honor, obey, and contend
for the glory and honor of your
name, name above all names.
Child of the King here,
Child of the King here!
Child of the King here!
18 Saturday Jun 2022
Posted in Christian Poetry
May our hearts within us
sing, and be lifted up with
humble, grateful, and adoring
joy for you alone, you alone are
our risen and reigning Lord,
our sovereign Savior, our
constant and faithful friend,
our lion, and our lamb and
King of Kings over all the world.
May our hearts within us sing, and
be lifted up with humble, grateful
and ceaseless, adoring, worshipful joy!
16 Thursday Jun 2022
Posted in Christian Poetry
Every soul is
priceless to
our blessed
and precious
Triune God.
Hence because
of this, Satan’s
war to lie, kill, and
tragically destroy.
16 Thursday Jun 2022
Posted in Christian Poetry
Oh let the wickedness of the wicked come to an end; but establish the just: for the righteous God trieth the hearts and reins.
Psalm 7:9 (KJV)
The Lord is not slack concerning his promise, as some men count slackness; but is longsuffering to us-ward, not willing that any should perish, but that all should come to repentance.
2 Peter 3:9 (KJV)
Where are our brilliant
future Albert Einstein’s,
William Shakespeare’s
Abraham Lincoln’s,
Emily Dickinson’s
Charles Spurgeon’s,
Donald Trump’s,
John Wesley’s, where?
Where? Where? Where?
They have been heinously
and demonically aborted
before they were ever born.
And so our Savior and all
of Heaven weeps for the
atrocity of murder in a
mother’s womb. God
cannot, will not bless
a nation that demonically
sanctions, legalizes and
then sacrifices a precious
gift and blessing from Heaven,
an innocent child in a mother’s
womb! May God return our
nation back to our Triune,
blessed God and His Holy,
inerrant, precious, priceless
Word! For whenever a nation,
a soul, a people turn away
from Jesus Christ, our
Lord, in the history of
all nations, that nation,
those people, that church,
that community, that
religious leader has
been strategically and
demonically destroyed
by the enemy of all enemies,
the great deceiver, Satan himself.
Whenever A Nation,
a church, a community,
a so-called religious leader
a soul rebelliously and
heretically turns away
against God’s holy, priceless,
standards and Precious Ways,
that Nation, that Precious Soul
who has turned their back on
their Creator is given up to a
reprobate mind and is
being demonically deceived,
blinded, and destroyed!
Oh Jesus, Savior, Redeemer,
our beloved Creator, fountain
of all wisdom, truth, love,
mercy, grace, and Holy
wrath, turn all precious
souls back to repentance
and back to our blessed,
Holy and sacred ways!
Gracious Lord heal
our land, send revival
This I humbly pray.
Amen, Amen, and Amen!
12 Sunday Jun 2022
Posted in Christian Poetry
For the love of money is the root of all evil: which while some coveted after, they have erred from the faith, and pierced themselves through with many sorrows.
I Timothy 6:10 (KJV)
Whenever a charlatan,
skinny jeans, greed filled
entertainer preacher
mixes the precious
gospel of our Lord and
Savior, Jesus Christ with
the anathema prosperity
gospel, stand up and
walk out, flee such heinous,
apostate, compromising,
unbiblical, fickle, and outlandish
preaching and tickling of ears.
Beware of this fallacious type
of false teacher for they will
do anything to line their own
pockets with Satan’s gold.
11 Saturday Jun 2022
Posted in Christian Poetry
Nations are falling, imploding, reeling,
tragically, lamentably, and prophetically
so. For any nation or person that shakes
its rebellious fists at our Triune God and
His precious Holy ways will always fail
unless they repent and receive Jesus
Christ’s amazing mercy, love, and grace.
Lawlessness is increasing. Demonically
sourced immorality is ever prevalent and
growing more perverse and grotesque.
Evil is called good. Good is called evil.
And the world is being set up for the
grandest most anticipated event in
all of Christendom right before our
very eyes, the rapture, the blessed and
joy and victory-filled hope of all true
believers. And all true believers say,
“Come, Lord Jesus, come, come.”
10 Friday Jun 2022
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09 Thursday Jun 2022
Posted in Christian Poetry

May the joy of the Lord always be
our constant, chosen, consecrated,
most celebrated, celestial delight.
09 Thursday Jun 2022
Posted in Christian Poetry
The goodness of our Triune God
forever and ever surrounds us from
sunrise to sunset, in flowers, in
trees, in delightful living creatures,
in light, in the stars that shine like
diamonds in the night sky, in the
moon, in the sun, in the rain,
in sleet, ice, snow, and in the
miraculous appearance of Fall,
winter, springtime, and summer
in food, in water, in aquamarine oceans,
in waterfalls, rivers, streams, woods,
in valleys, mountaintops, desserts,
wilderness, birds that sing, in smiles, in
fellow human beings, in family, in
friends, in fragrances, in clothing,
in taste, smell, touch, eyes
that see, in the providential provision,
of God’s attributional perfection,
in our Savior’s mercy, grace, repentance,
forgiveness, compassion, and
through our Savior’s grandest free
gift, a love-filled redemption through
His precious, divine, and Holy,
cleansing, atoning blood.
The goodness of our Triune
God forever surrounds us.
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