My hearing has become acute
I hear a flutter on the roof
It sounds like angel wings to me
Accompanied by symphony
Oh ecstasy, how my heart sings
In unison with angels wings !
My hearing has become acute
I hear a flutter on the roof
It sounds like angel wings to me
Accompanied by symphony
Oh ecstasy, how my heart sings
In unison with angels wings !
The sun comes peeping o’er the hill
The day is white and bright and still
Each morn brings us another day
Another chance to thank and pray.
How wonderful God’s plan has been
Allowing all to scurry in
We don’t need any special gift
To help us smile or spirits lift
He’s always there with open door
How can we ask for any more ?
Oh little lamb you are so sweet
God loves to smell your roasting meat
He’s rather fond of incense too
With scents of flowers red, pink, white, blue
And all the candles that we light
To chase the darkness of the night.
How simple it can be to show
The proper path that we must go !
Hallelujah, here they come, angels beating on their drum
Wishing all a happy day, waiting for the saints to play
Hear the voices sweetly sing, every single note a praise
Bringing joy to everyone, let us now our spirits raise !
Across the fields of No Man’s Land
The poet guides his magic hand
Describing all the feelings clear
Of incidents both far and near.
This is the place where freedom rings
While opportunity still sings,
Where each and everyone of all
Have heard the sound of caution’s call.
No matter what the future’s cost
Or if some dreams by chance get lost
We are the champions of all
And stand together or we fall !
Come dance with me, the moon is bright
Stars are alive, a wond’rous sight
The creatures in the meadows sleep
Filled with the sounds of nature deep
The world is ours for ages past
Let’s pray to God that it will last !
AMEN.
I treasure days just like today
To savor and to store away
Full of the warmth one dreams about
No fantasies chock full of doubt.
But life is never quite so clear
We cannot know when danger’s near
Or when we shall run out of time
And find ourselves deaf, dumb or blind.
The answer is to pull up tight
Tack on a smile, begin to fight
For planning is the proper way
To save each dream, from day to day !
I often think the Lord is there
In every garden that we share
With odors that o’ercome the air
And seize upon our senses rare.
A garden is this magic place
In which God lends to us the grace
That brings a smile to each one’s face
Engulfing us in His embrace.
I wish that I could always be
Involved with such an entity
Like plant or flower, vine and tree
Within our Lord’s proximity !
The tender night reveals our fears
The falling rain does hide our tears
The silent breeze will calm our fright
While love of God safeguards each night !
Of all the joy which I have found
That laughs and weeps and will abound
And as emotions that astound
Too often seem to be compound
The love of God which is unbound
Fills all my days with peace surround !
Oh robin red, in your best suit
You loudly sing and look so cute
I wish I knew how to convey
The joy I’ve felt with you today.
You bring me hope the gloom can’t hide
The warmth I feel for you inside
Your perky song and boldened ways
Bring happiness to all my days !
Dear Lord, I’m glad that you are there
To hear my ever constant prayer
My mother told me long ago
That when I asked, take care to know
Because You answer each request
With what You deem to be the best
The answer will be “yes” or “no”,
“Wait for a little while or so”
“Or give us something else instead”
That covers everything she said !
AMEN !
Oh what a joy if I could be
Freed from my disability
To stand and walk upon my own
A dream to me till now unknown
How long, dear Lord, shall I exist
Amidst this pain that does persist ?
I grow so tired of being strong
And for some peace I ever long
I am content and know my place
Expecting soon one last embrace
Forgive me Lord, tis true You’ll see
What e’er will be, it’s fine with me !
This is my home, my place of birth
The dearest spot to me on earth
Because it’s where my life did start,
I learned to love and use my heart.
For every moment of each day
When I was taught to speak and pray
This is the place I shall recall
That still remains the best of all.
A gentle touch, a tender hug
A handshake or a kindly tug
Are ways we show how much we care
And promise always to be there !
The world’s comprised of many types of folks
Both young and old, lass and lads, dames and blokes
Perhaps a total of eight billion strong
Inhabit earth wherein we all belong
May the Lord have mercy upon us all
Helping each to find peace before we fall !
Oh would that I could see my way
To finer times or better day
Recapturing moments escaped
And memories that we’ve forsaked
Or that one might look forward to
Remembering how dreams come true
For joy’s composed of little things
That make us smile and lends us wings !
Red, fuscia, purple, lime and green
These are the colors to be seen
With yellow, orange, pink, white, blue
To celebrate the springlike view,
Around the corners, every shade
And tint of green the Lord has made.
A myriad of colors bright
To lighten up each local sight
How did the Lord know long before
The beauty of His world decor ?
We thank You, Lord, for this Your gift
You sure know how to spirits lift !
I sometimes think we’re here too long
And never know where we belong
We spend a lifetime here and there
In laughter, joy or in despair.
Mongst all the feelings that we’ve had
Perhaps we’ll settle for the glad
Some kindly thought or gentle word
Yet nothing sounding too absurd.
The world is full of magic still
If we accept God and His will
Learn to appreciate the gift
And to the Lord our praises lift !
AMEN.
I hear the train move on the track
I think it says ” click-clack, click-clack “,
And wings upon the breeze to here
Appearing to be ever near.
Our journey soon will reach its end
Without our luggage or dear friend
We’ve bid goodbye as trav’lers do,
Goodbye, so long and toodle-oo !
Oh Lamb of God, we’ve come so far
Since that first sight of Eastern star
That signalled Your impending birth
To all the creatures on this earth.
Time now to celebrate the day
Of resurrection on the way !
Tis now the time of Easter morn
When hope of man will be reborn
It was the day of Christ, you know
About two thousand years ago.
An honest man of word and deed
Who came to save our world in need
This son of God who suffered so
Did save us from all hell below.
And so today we honor Him
Who died to save us from our sin
Remembering His agony
Because He died to set us free !
The night is cool, the air is sweet
God’s vernal world lies at our feet
Each dried up twig now sports new leaf
The winter’s gone to our relief
Our barren coast revives once more
With summer dreams in full encore.
How glad am I to feel awake
And comprehend just what’s at stake
This life we have is all we need
Let’s thank the Lord and pay Him heed
As He’s the answer to all prayer
Oh blessed Lord, be always there !
There was a dream that I once had
Which made my memories so glad
Long time ago when I was young
And all my hopes were yet unsung
The energy still kept its charm
And laughter held no great alarm.
Tis time for freedom and for joy
When all life’s pleasures are employed
Oh, would that God was always there
To hear our ever grateful prayer
And see us through until the end
He is our true and constant friend !
There lives a love that waits for me
Beyond the reach of destiny
A love that is one’s legacy
And takes us to eternity !
When I was young and quite naive
There were these myths I did believe
I’ve learned the moon’s not made of cheese,
Be sure to say “thank you” and “please”
The world has changed, I understand
But overall, life can be grand.
There is one thing I’d like to say
“A nightlight keeps the dark away”
Each happy ever after starts
When we shoo anger from our hearts
Let’s try again to learn new ways
To fill our lives with kinder days !
For God and Country, so it goes
How does it end, seems no one knows
We are a nation thus conceived
Of all the values we believed
We are a country young at heart
In which each one must play a part.
We can’t pretend that we are free
It must be with great certainty
The task at hand is guaranteed
To make us strong and to succeed
We shall not fail nor will we break
We’ll stay the course, God’s piece of cake !
Once was a place called Paradise
It existed longtime ago
We knew it was special and nice
There is this book that told us so.
We often wonder, growing old
If admission there is still free
Or does it take a journey bold
For simple folk like you and me ?
Who knows what is tomorrow’s share
The most we can do is to guess
And beg our Lord to take us there
It’s the key to our happiness !
The wind, it whispers in the breeze
And blows its breath into the trees
It sings a song of joyousness
That’s gathered in the robin’s breast.
The mockingbird sounds crisp and curt
He does not wish a songbird hurt
And mimics all he can, but still
He stops short of the whip-poor-will,
You’ll hear the chorus of each bird
It is the best I’ve ever heard !