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From Depths of Woe I Raise to Thee

The voice of lamentation;
Lord, turn a gracious ear to me
And hear my supplication;
If Thou iniquities dost mark,
Our secret sins and misdeeds dark,
O who shall stand before Thee?

To wash away the crimson stain,
Grace, grace alone availeth;
Our works, alas! are all in vain;
In much the best life faileth:
No man can glory in Thy sight,
All must alike confess Thy might,
And live alone by mercy.

Therefore my trust is in the Lord,
And not in mine own merit;
On Him my soul shall rest, His Word
Upholds my fainting spirit:
His promised mercy is my fort,
My comfort, and my sweet support;
I wait for it with patience.

What though I wait the livelong night,
And till the dawn appeareth,
My heart still trusteth in His might;
It doubteth not nor feareth:
Do thus, O ye of Israels seed,
Ye of the Spirit born indeed;
And wait till God appeareth.

Though great our sins and sore our woes,
His grace much more aboundeth;
His helping love no limit knows,
Our utmost need it soundeth.
Our Shepherd good and true is He,
Who will at last His Israel free.
From all their sin and sorrow.

Martin Luther.

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Marty sure had a way with words. Thanx for the contribution.
K

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My apologies for not giving credit.

J.

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No sweat, bro. I think this hymn has a few alterations and versions anyway. Who’ s to say who authored this one, really.

K

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This hymn is a paraphrase of Psalm 130, as I’m sure you are well aware of bro KP.

J.

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:germany: Original German (Luther, 1524)

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Aus tiefer Not schrei ich zu dir,
Herr Gott, erhΓΆr mein Rufen;
Dein gnΓ€dig’ Ohren kehr zu mir
und meiner Bitt sie ΓΆffnen;
denn so du willst das sehen an,
was SΓΌnd und Unrecht ist getan,
wer kann, Herr, vor dir bleiben?

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Bei dir gilt nichts denn Gnad und Gunst,
die SΓΌnde zu vergeben;
es ist doch unser Tun umsonst
auch in dem besten Leben.
Vor dir niemand sich rΓΌhmen kann,
des muß dich fürchten jedermann
und deiner Gnade leben.

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Darum auf Gott will hoffen ich,
auf mein Verdienst nicht bauen;
auf ihn mein Herz soll lassen sich
und seiner GΓΌte trauen,
die mir zusagt sein wertes Wort;
das ist mein Trost und treuer Hort,
des will ich allzeit harren.

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Und ob es wΓ€hrt bis in die Nacht
und wieder an den Morgen,
doch soll mein Herz an Gottes Macht
verzweifeln nicht noch sorgen.
So tu Israel rechter Art,
der aus dem Geist erzeuget ward,
und seines Gotts erharre.

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Ob bei uns ist der SΓΌnden viel,
bei Gott ist viel mehr Gnade;
sein Hand zu helfen hat kein Ziel,
wie groß auch sei der Schade.
Er ist allein der gute Hirt,
der Israel erlΓΆsen wird
aus seinen SΓΌnden allen.

J.

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Earthen vessels, marred, unsightly,
Bearing Wealth no thought can know;
Heav’nly Treasure, gleaming brightlyβ€”
Christ revealed in saints below!

Vessels, broken, frail, yet bearing
Through the hungry ages on,
Riches giv’n with hand unsparing,
God’s great Gift, His precious Son!

O to be but emptier, lowlier,
Mean, unnoticed and unknown,
And to God a vessel holier,
Filled with Christ, and Christ alone!

Naught of earth to cloud the Glory!
Naught of self the light to dim!
Telling forth Christ’s wondrous story,
Broken, emptyβ€”filled with Him!

β€”Tr. Frances Bevan

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 do I deserve more

Lately, my minds been racing, thoughts of love, what was I chasing, everyone tells me I’m worth more, am I truly or did I get what I deserved.

Thoughts daily, remembering, good times, laughing and being there by her side, in the mornings when she did her hair, waking up to her goofy stare.
Ignoring signs, blindly led along, fed on lies, thought our love was strong, my heart still says their wrong, don’t deny that what they say is real, so why do I keep her so close still, my chest still hurts whats the deal, if this wasn’t love, why can’t I heal.

Lately I’ve been thinking, my whole life is full of the mistakes i’ve made, I’m to the point, I want to fade away, I can’t see how they can say, you deserve more, when they don’t know the score.

Love hurts, God is healing, the support keeps me going, don’t get me wrong I understand everything they say, I just want the pain taken away.

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Nothing in my hand I bring,
Simply to thy cross I cling;
Naked, come to thee for dress;
Helpless, look to thee for grace;
Foul, I to the fountain fly;
Wash me, Saviour, or I die.

J.

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                 Threshing Floor

β€œBut they do not know the thoughts of the Lord; they do not understand His plan, that He has gathered them like sheaves to the threshing floor.” Micah 4:12

When the wheat is brought to the threshing floor, it is beaten with a flail to remove the chaff from the edible grain. The process separates that which is useless from that which is desirable and good.
Next, the grain is winnowed by throwing it into the air where a breeze will carry off the chaff and the heavier grain falls to the threshing floor. The farmer gathers the useable grain and stores it for future use. The wheat has now been harvested. The process is complete.

We can come to the threshing floor willingly, or God will bring us there. The flail of the Holy Spirit convicts in His gentle way and urges us to respond. He wants to rid us of the chaff in our life so that what is left is useable to Him. This is an easier process for the willing child. The unwilling child will find it to be much different.
When all is done and the chaff removed, the answer becomes clear. It was love that powered the mighty flail, and love that caught the chaff in the air. We are now a people made ready, and the Master gathers to send us off. The world is hungry and we are to feed.

Rise and thresh, children of God!

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Standing by my side

I feel alive, I know God is standing by my side.
with Him I know I’ll be alright.
I will feel better soon, wake up to better news, find a better way, move on to better and brighter days.

Changing my ways, working on my self, couldn’t do it alone, so I asked God for help, He offered His hand, helped me to stand. Sent people to show they care, making me more aware, instead of hiding my shame, taking all the blame, bearing the pain alone, I’ve found in them a home.

Thanks to them who were sent by Him, lifting my spirits, proving when you need Him, He hears it.

I don’t walk alone, Gods standing by my side, making me smile wide, healing the pain inside.
Now I walk by faith, leaving behind foolish pride, picking up the pieces, broken and cast aside, I feel whole again, forged anew for the better. I STAND WITH GOD HIS WAYS BETTER>

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     Guiding Light

I’m so glad I changed my life, so grateful for Christ
My guiding light, Lord lead the way, to a brand new day
Help me to follow your plans, and be a better man.

Down deep in the darkest pits, when I’m
lost and alone in the abyss,
He shines His love on me, offers His light,
Christ guides me through this life.

I’m so glad I changed my life, so grateful for Christ
My guiding light, Lord lead the way, to a brand new day
Help me to follow your plans, and be a better man.

When I’m sad and confused and feel empty, He grabs my heart and uplifts me, when I’m struggling and in so much pain, He lifts me and bears the strain, easing my burdens, I’m thankful when He called that I heard him.

When everything turns for the worse, and I feel cursed on this earth, He sends a friend with words, a balm to my hurts.
Just when I feel that I’m losing, He provides me with soothing

I’m so glad I changed my life, so grateful for Christ
My guiding light, Lord lead the way, to a brand new day
Help me to follow your plans, and be a better man.

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This one is not strictly Christian, but I wrote it for my mom on mothers day in 2014, she finally heard me sing it 2 weeks ago, but to get you all ready for mothers day =]

Pay my debts

I’m gunna buy my mama a mansion one day, just you watch and wait.
Even if it’s a penny saved each day, thats a debt that I gotta pay.
I’m gunna buy my mama a mansion one day, just you watch and wait.
Even if It’s a penny earned each day, in a legitmate way.

My mama yeah she raised me, Lord knows she tried to save me, she brought me up to be a good kid, but I turned out a little bit hood, growing up always getting into fights, causing my family pain and strife Oh Lord I know I need to change my ways, and move on to better days.

I’m gunna buy my mama a mansion one day, just you watch and wait.
Even if it’s a penny saved each day, thats a debt that I gotta pay.
I’m gunna buy my mama a mansion one day, just you watch and wait.
Even if It’s a penny earned each day, in a legitmate way

Mama this song is to pay my respects and let you someday I’ll pay my debts, until then know that I love you, you’ve supported me in all that I’ve been through, your my rock, my anchor in the storm, water when I’m hot, when I’m cold you keep me warm.

I’m gunna buy my mama a mansion one day, just you watch and wait.
Even if it’s a penny saved each day, thats a debt that I gotta pay.
I’m gunna buy my mama a mansion one day, just you watch and wait.
Even if It’s a penny earned each day, in a legitmate way

I know I haven’t been the best son and growing up was a mix of pain and fun, I know now that I let you down, but I won’t stop trying til I make you proud, one of these days you won’t have to do a thing except relax by the pool and let the maids clean, I feel like this is the least that I owe you before I die mama, I hope I can show you, exactly how much I appreciate every little thing that you’ve done in my life.
So mama heres to you, for now I hope that a song will do.

I’m gunna buy my mama a mansion one day, just you watch and wait.
Even if it’s a penny saved each day, thats a debt that I gotta pay.
I’m gunna buy my mama a mansion one day, just you watch and wait.
Even if It’s a penny earned each day, in a legitmate way

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               The Connecter's Prayer

Connective tissue -definition: body tissue that supports organs, fills the space between them and forms tendons and ligaments.

Jesus won’t you comfort those who gather here alone
Surrounded by your people with no family of their own
Not wanting to be needy in the loneliness they bear
No husband to hold onto. No wife with whom to share
Who sit here in the longing of their need to just belong
Oh Jesus, won’t you comfort them and make their spirit strong.

Jesus please encourage those who haven’t found their place
Whose timid hearts are grateful for the wonders of your grace
Not wanting to be idle, but no confidence of heart
No one to stand beside them. No place from which to start
Who hide behind veiled faces to protect a hungry soul
Oh Jesus, please encourage those in need of being whole.

Jesus won’t you touch my eyes and cover them in clay
That I might wash. That I might see your lambs who’ve gone astray
Don’t let me feed on pastureland that others cannot share
Use me as your shepherd Lord. Extend your love care
Bring back the sheep that scattered on a cloudy and dark day
Oh Jesus, won’t you guide my eyes and help me lead the way.

         *(John 9:15, Ezekiel 34:12)*
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im not good at poems but my sequence of fractions 1/4 1/6 1/7 1/9 1/14 1/15 1/16 1/19 1/20 1/52 1/152 1/4400 1/9900 1/3803800 brings me joy of it equaling 100%

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                **Boat Ride**

But Jesus said to them, β€œWhy are you so fearful? How is it that you have no faith?” Mark 4:40

Gentle winds moved the disciples cross the sea of Galilee
And they talked together softly for the Lord was fast asleep
Deep in slumber on a pillow. In the stern He made His bed
While the waves a rolling whisper drove the boat to shores ahead.

All was peaceful. All was quiet. And there was no need to trust
Till the sky began to darken, and the wind began to gust
Violent waves crashed all around them and the boat began to fill
Fear grabbed hold of the disciples, but the Lord lay sleeping still

"Don’t you care that we are drowning!? Don’t you see we’re in despair!?
Cried the men who walked with Jesus. Men whose life the Lord had shared
In a word He calmed the windstorm. By command He stilled the sea
Then He turned to His disciples. In amazement made His plea.

β€œHow is it that you have no faith? Why is it that you fear?”
And Jesus asks the same of us, to all with ears to hear
For it can seem the Lord’s asleep when storms of life arise
But He commands the raging sea and never leaves our side.

Tis not the faith that He will calm the wind and rising waves
Tis faith that He is with us still through all that seems to fade
So do not fear the rising tide or ask for reasons why
And do not fear the tempest sea for fear will always lie

Look past the storm and see Him there. He holds you in His will
Lean close and hear your Savior say, β€œHave peace My child. Be still!”

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I knocked again

I knocked and You opened the door.
My heart burns for you my Lord,
I know we’ve been here before with
me promising I’m yours,
I’ve never meant it more.

I’ve done this same routine, offering everything, down on my knees begging God please, take me in I’ve sinned
Where do I begin, I’ve lost my way again.

God why do you take me in, why do you accept when I relapse and lose track, wander off the path, for You to guide me back,
I don’t deserve that.

I knocked and You opened the door
My heart burns for you my Lord,
I know we’ve been here before with
me promising I’m yours
I’ve never meant it more.

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Wayward

Wandering twisting paths, confused and dazed.
Where am I at?

Winding turns, and crossroads reached, which way to go
What do I seek?

Continue on alone, for all time, or follow the steps of one divine
Who am I?

A wayward soul returning home, I’ve found the road to now atone.
I now kneel at His throne.

This life and path that we choose, is not easy nor is it new.
It’s been trodden down this beaten path
It’s way has tears as well as laughs.

Travel it though young or old, it’s secret is the love He holds.
For me aswell as you.
The way to Gods love is firm and true.

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My church sings an arrangement of this poem/song by Indelible Grace. I didn’t know the words were originally from Luther!

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A song I wrote for my mom when she was diagnosed with ALS.

The season of my life has changed.
And sorrow’s drawn her sigh
The road has turned. I dare not learn
Or ask the reason why.
And I can see that empty space
Wherein my heart will cry
My God is near. And calms my fear
And leads me to the door

CHORUS
I put my trust in Him
He leads where I will go
I trust in Him
Because my Saviior knows
I put my trust in Him
His love carries my days
I will trust in Him
Because He is the way

I’m going to a place
Where I have never been before
And wonder if. I have the grit
To meet that final shore
And though my heart may tremble
At the journey’s that in store
My God is near. And calms my fear
And leads me to the door

CHORUS

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