Malaybalay JourneyPoems
Train My Heart (04-2003)
(may be sung to tune of "Come Thou Fount")
Lord, I need you every moment,
Every hour and every day.
Fill my heart, Lord, overflow it
With the Truth, the Life, the Way.
Always help me to remember
You're my Guide, my Strength, my Stay.
Train my heart, Lord, make and mold it.
You're the Potter; I'm the clay.
Pathway (09-14-03)
With heart full of uncertainty,
I come before Your throne.
Not knowing what Your plan may be,
I look to You alone.
When darkness comes, its hard to see
Just where Your path may lead,
But may You still my Shepherd be-
For You are all I need.
I've followed You through easy things
And through some trials too.
When darkest night Your pathway brings,
I know You'll bring me through.
Please help me, Lord, to trust You
When I do not understand.
And when I start to doubt You,
Precious Savior, take my hand.
Cliffs and Daisies (11-2003)
(based on a story by Amy Carmichael)
As every moment people die,
Christians fail to hear the cry.
Over cliffs men blindly walk,
Yet Christians have no time to talk.
They're all too busy daisy-picking
To realize clocks of time are ticking.
If Christians stand at each cliff's edge,
With their lives to form a hedge,
Then maybe they can hold men in-
Keep them from dying in their sin.
Few Christians by the cliffs will stand
To take blind sinners by the hand.
Huge gaps are left on every side
And over cliffs so many have died.
Most Christians still their daisies cherish,
While all around them, people perish.
They sit and call to those who stand,
"Don't go off to that foreign land!
We need you here with us, you know.
There are others who will go!"
They say, "It is a special call."
And "God's command is not to all."
But I must go- for souls are dying!
I can't block out the lost man's crying!
I see the gaps where many fall.
I can't ignore my Savior's call!
There is a gap that I must fill
And God's command is valid still.
Oh Christian, won't you hear the cry
Of those who over cliffs do fly?
Two Worlds (11-2003)
There is a world of misery
A Christian's eyes no longer see.
In darkest night so many dwell,
Each headed straight for death and hell.
In constant fear they live their lives.
They listen to the devil's lies.
They try to cover fear and pain
With drugs, rock music, worldly gain. . .
But these things cannot fill the hole-
For Christ was meant to fill that role.
The peace and joy that Christ can bring
Those Christless eyes have never seen.
They may find pleasure in their sin,
But none can heal the hurt within.
Though I appear to give up pleasure,
My goal isn't earthly treasure.
My pleasure has no consequence
And lasts beyond the present tense.
Christ brings a joy this world can't know-
True pleasure is found in Him alone!
With Christ, I'll never live in fear.
I always know my God is near.
The world of darkness I don't see.
I know its there, but it can't touch me.
For Christ has filled my void inside,
And sent His Spirit to abide.
I want to reach those in misery
And tell them what Christ has done for me.
Why do they choose that darkened world,
Where into flames their souls are hurled?
Oh, may they trade death and fear and pain
For life, peace, joy and heavenly gain!
Clay (02-2004)
The Potter takes great care with me.
He's making something I can't see.
Every circumstance He uses
To mold me in the way He chooses.
There are times I must be crushed,
Or gently molded, stretched and pushed.
Change me, Lord, in every way.
Make me moldable as clay.
Put the pressure on my heart.
Mold and make my every part.
May I trust my Potter's hand
And not fight back when He must sand.
When into fire I must go,
May I my Potter's likeness show.
Lord, I Trust You (03-28-04
When storms and trials shake me,
I lose strength within my soul.
The surrounding darkness quakes me
And I can't see where to go.
I hold tightly to my Father's hand,
Though I cannot see Him there.
When I feel I'm sinking deep in sand,
Still, my Lord is standing near.
When my heart with hurt is breaking,
Every silent tear He sees.
When my soul with doubt is shaking,
He provides His perfect peace.
When I want to run and hide,
My Strong Shelter God will be.
He is faithful to provide,
Though a way I do not see.
When I feel I've been forsaken,
My Father holds me close.
When what I have is taken,
God allowed it and He knows.
When prayers are answered differently
Than what I hoped to see,
I have hope in God's sovereignty-
For God sees perfectly.
He's proven I can trust Him.
He gives strength each day anew.
So when the circumstance seems grim,
My reply is: Lord, I trust You.
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