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Keith Wallis

Poetry Challenge 2014

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Be set free from hell's vicinity

 

 

in your heart, and with heart, by the saints take the city!

 

 

Its gates shall not prevail in the assault

 

 

by God, whose army makes it violently fall!

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Its gates shall not prevail in the assault

 

 

Satan has to flee

 

 

He has no power or dominion where

 

 

Jesus has won the victory

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He has no power or dominion where,

 

 

God dwells.

 

 

With fury and rage he watches all he wishes to die.

 

 

As God holds your life in the palm of his hand,

 

 

Gently caressing your soul,

 

 

In hopes one day you will arise,

 

 

​The beautiful fierce soldier you are.

 

One day to spread your wings,

 

No more in doubt of your abilities or words.

 

As you grow in the love of God,

 

Satan will shrink back,

 

 

Becoming only a shadow you use to know.

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With fury and rage he watches all he wishes to die,

 

 

such the devil's emptiness, a void darker than the night.

 

 

And with infinite love God says, "This one precious, this one precious",

 

 

as they pass from this earth, singing, "He is gracious, He is gracious!"

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And with infinite love God says, "This one precious, this one precious"

 

 

While the angels shout, "Glory! Glory!"

 

 

As the revelation unfolds, the treasures

 

 

of a new heaven, a new earth,

 

 

and His eternal Story.

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As the revelation unfolds, the treasures

 

 

of cosmic joy rush to redeem in full.

 

 

Noah will say, "No rainbow needed here!",

 

 

another will yell, "That's right! Too many colours to cull!"

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Noah will say, "No rainbow needed here!",

 

 

To you who have ears, may you hear,

 

 

if not God, whom shall we fear?,

 

 

Who else can wipe away every tear from our eyes?,

 

 

Who draws near to the sinner that cries?,

 

 

Only God, whose judgments are true and just,

 

 

only God, in whom I trust beyond returning to the dust

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If not God, whom shall we fear?

 

 

Worldy wisdom, just ours between the ears.

 

 

Dust is the dish when there is no trust,

 

 

but Christ crushed the serpent's head,

 

 

now we feast on God's Manna.

 

 

"In the beginning" of earth and of our faith

 

 

God said, "I Am".

 

 

This truth is self-evident, what enlivens our days.

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Dust is the dish when there is not trust,

 

 

A mouthful of dirt where the snake squirms and thrusts.

 

 

Ah, but when the heart once more will yield to God's cause,

 

 

our quirks all appear like straight lines in His Love.

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Ah, but when the heart once more, will yield to God's cause,

 

 

We must reflect and kneel to pray, we must set out to pause.

 

 

For He'll unchain the bondage wrap,

 

 

Leviathan that holds some strong.

 

 

The kings that rule the dark of this age,

 

 

Won't be here for very long.

 

 

The Glory light of paradise,

 

 

Has come to set us free,

 

 

Our Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ,

 

 

Brakes chains now called debris.

 

 

For in the days that He sets forth,

 

 

We have to choose our ways,

 

 

To do what's right or do what's wrong,

 

 

And do just what He says.

 

 

For He said, "watch the steps you take",

 

 

For if your steps aren't ordered.

 

 

You'll cross the line and then you'll find,

 

 

You're in a place not bordered.

 

 

By My own hand to keep you safe,

 

 

To keep you following Me.

 

 

You'll lose your way and fall astray,

 

 

And may not find My 'tree'.

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For He'll unchain the bondage wrap,

 

 

He'll free us to fly away

 

 

To meet him where we walk and talk,

 

 

And greet, and speak and pray.

 

 

He beckons us to seek only love

 

 

To share it with an orphan's heart

 

 

Make light where there has been none

 

 

Bring glory to wherever thou art.

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To meet Him where we walk and talk,

 

 

The splendor of His beauty.

 

 

He calls us friend, beloved one,

 

 

Our kinship is our duty.

 

 

His heart of love rekindles us,

 

 

To seek His lovely face.

 

 

To gaze upon His holiness,

 

 

The wonders of His grace!

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He calls us friend, beloved one,

 

 

God's only begotten Son,

 

 

Who knows all the wrong I've done,

 

 

Within this sinful web I've spun,

 

 

Yet still seeks sinners because He's forgotten none,

 

 

Who are lost, who are blind,

 

 

I yearn to be that sheep He'll find,

 

 

So I may reimburse our Shepherd all it cost,

 

 

With this heart I nearly tossed,

 

 

Into fiery hell,

 

 

Where I had fell,

 

 

Where His everlasting love reached and released me from Satan's cell,

 

 

Calming the storms around me,

 

 

Saying, "Peace! Be still!"

 

 

Lord, I tell,

 

 

Mercies love and grace surround me and,

 

 

With my soul, it is well

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Who knows all the wrong I've done,

 

 

Who know the depths of infinite pardon?

 

 

I Am declares to us, "I Am!",

 

 

I Am confirms sinners born again.

 

 

Born from above,

 

 

Loved here below.

 

 

Wrong has been levelled

 

 

by the flood of mercy's flow.

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I Am declares to us, "I Am!",

 

 

Holy Spirit of Truth, the Lion, the Lamb.

 

 

The Burning Bush, Ruah Wind that blows,

 

 

The Morning Star, the Light that glows.

 

 

The Friend, the Messiah, the Anointed One,

 

 

The Sheppard, Creator, God's mortal Son.

 

 

Provider, Healer and Banner for you,

 

 

Sanctifier, King, to you I'm true.

 

 

I'm Righteous and Holy and One that loves you,

 

 

I Am that I Am, that which you look to.

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The Burning Bush, Ruah Wind that blows,

 

 

manifestations that God, in the open, shows

 

 

Who He Is and Who He shall be,

 

 

Same yesterday, today, for eternity.

 

 

Name with many Names, for He Is to us

 

 

Whom He has promised, unleashing our trust.

 

 

Jehovah Jireh or El Shaddai,

 

 

Provider one moment, another our Might.

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Who He IS and Who He shall be,

 

 

Well that's a matter of His choice.

 

 

He says I AM, I WAS, I WILL always be,

 

 

And that's okay with me.

 

 

Omnipotent, Holy God, who Breathes life into existence,

 

 

The same yesterday, today and tomorrow,

 

 

Now that's eternal and promising.

 

 

Because You never change and that's a beautiful thing!

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He says I AM, I WAS, I WILL always be,

 

 

God, and you shall have no other gods before me,

 

 

I AM Creator,

 

 

Creator of all you see,

 

 

The One who said, "Let there be.",

 

 

and so it was,

 

 

Light, day, night, creature, land, plant and sea,

 

 

All humanity,

 

 

I will never leave you because with you,

 

 

I will always be

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I AM Creator:

 

 

hear prophecy roar, foretelling creation before it is born.

 

 

More than the atoll explosively formed,

 

 

the soul of the reborn grips earth, heaven-sworn.

 

 

Greater than angst and the anger of the hoard

 

 

is the turned cheek, forgiving heart,

 

 

the prayer shawl pulled over.

 

 

"I Am Creator" is written on minds.

 

 

The soul to embrace this has life, has the Christ.

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More than the atoll explosively formed,

 

 

Grace invaded space to warm,

 

 

causing upheaval in our souls,

 

 

brought to surface praise, glad prose.

 

 

Not long after the heavens were made,

 

 

man was formed and woman shaped.

 

 

Not long after Grace came down,

 

 

Mistery surfaced with a shout!

 

 

"Bring fruit matching a turnabout!",

 

 

echoed John in Jordan's crowd

 

 

"Bring yourselves so weary-worn",

 

 

calmed Messiah with His Word.

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Causing upheaval in our souls

 

 

patience crusts and crumbles

 

 

in a flurry of urgency.

 

 

The tyranny of time

 

 

presses, in medieval torture,

 

 

the finity of the day.

 

 

And 'Be still' goes out the window

 

 

joining the pigs flying by.

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In a flurry of urgency, I made a request,

 

 

For the Provider to send down some rain.

 

 

For the crops and my soil are drying quite fast,

 

 

And my harvest I want to regain.

 

 

For my toil and my tears and my labor is seen,

 

 

As the hardest I've worked for the fruit.

 

 

I do this by faith and long suffering you see,

 

 

That my lack will last long, I refute.

 

 

For my heart cries aloud as I stand on the Word,

 

 

And acknowledge will not come back void,

 

 

As I praise and rejoice and shout victory is mine,

 

 

All the blessings by faith are enjoyed!

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For the crops and my soil are drying quite fast,

 

 

The drought I once feared had come at long last.

 

 

His provision was coming, of that I was sure,

 

 

Just a little while longer I was asked to endure

 

 

Searching the sky for His answer. I saw a small cloud,

 

 

and I held to my hope. "Praise the Lord! Praise the Lord!"

 

 

were the words that I spoke.

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His provision was coming, of that I was sure

 

 

for He is Provider of all, not just doubters.

 

 

Thomas was skeptic until He beheld.

 

 

We are as blessed when to Presence we kneel.

 

 

"Praise the Lord!" were the words of devotion I spoke,

 

 

"Blessed Assurance", Love-words poured to my soul.

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Thomas was skeptic until He beheld.

 

 

nail prints and puncture of Christ

 

 

he touched with his hand beheld with his eye

 

 

the others just being there sufficed

 

 

so then what of you what now will you do

 

 

with Jesus of Nazareth Gods Son

 

 

will you hear and obey or just turn away

 

 

or with all the strength you can muster run

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