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by Lyn Leahz, ©2013 When people have hurt me and broken my heart, When time has shown no mercy, and pain is an art… Here comes my Savior, my Lord of all…. His arms outstretched, I will not fall… Tears, they are racing, down my face, And I am overcome…
I posted this on my other website some time ago, and I thought I’d post it here for those of you who have never read it. I think it would touch you in a special way and show you how much the Lord truly does love you personally, and care for you individually. THE WINNER … Continue reading
by Lyn Leahz, ©2012, September 17 How you keep me, O’ Lord, beneath your precious watch in the night; you know everything, and nothing can happen without your allowing it. The secret places of my heart lie wide open before you, and there is nothing I can deny; it is you who has personally woven every fiber of my body … Continue reading
“For now we see in a mirror, dimly, but then face to face. Now I know in part, but then I shall know just as I also am known.” 1 Corinthians 13:12 This poem just kind of came to me..maybe not the most well-written, but full of emotion and thought. This isn’t one I’d normally … Continue reading
©2012 Lyn Leahz Return Unto Me Return to Me, Return to Me, All of My children, Let your eyes see. Now is the time, In the strum of My hand, Don’t you hear music? March with My band! Return to Me, Return to Me, All of My children, I’ll set you free. Today is that … Continue reading
©2012 Lyn Leahz Listen Closely The day is comin’, oh so near- The day is comin’, lost in fear; But listen child, don’t look back, Alone and lost, a love you lack. Can’t stop the rain, can’t stop the pain you feel. Running so fast, not knowin’ just how real. And I can’t tell you, … Continue reading
©2012 Lyn Leahz Closer To You (A Song) I found this among, The scattered papers today; A simple prayer, to pray. It lifted me up, toward your light, The beginning of this new life. I saw you standing, In a crowd on the street, With just a single thing to say, I fell down At … Continue reading
©2012 Lyn Leahz TEARS OF PAIN (A Song) Shrouds of rain…fall down, And I can’t help, but see; Wicked past behind me… So much wasted time… Wouldn’t You agree? Evil…won’t let me be… won’t let me be…no no no…! Tears of pain, roll down my face… It’s like everyone I knew— What You did, they … Continue reading
“Why do you complain, Ya’akov; why do you say, Isra’el, “My way is hidden from Adonai, my rights are ignored by my God”? Haven’t you known, haven’t you heard that the everlasting God, Adonai, the Creator of the ends of the earth, does not grow tired or weary? His understanding cannot be fathomed. He invigorates … Continue reading
As I was gazing out earlier today at the dying grass, the brown leaves that were falling prematurely, and the overall feeling of heaviness in the thick, humid and hot air; I was reminded of a poem I wrote as a teenager. I no longer have a copy of it, only in my brain. I … Continue reading
WHO AM I? ©2012, Lyn Leahz Your name is Elohei Elohim, There is none like You throughout all the earth, For You are All in All, You are everything… The wind does not blow against Your will, The rain does not fall away from Your face, Nothing is hidden from your sight. I will not … Continue reading
ALIVE BECAUSE OF YOU ©2012 Lyn Leahz Yesterday when I was weeping, and my heart was exceedingly heavy, Many tears flooded my pillow— I was hurting, I was lonely, and I was afraid; But when I couldn’t see, You opened my eyes. You were right there beside me, with Your arms lovingly wrapped about my … Continue reading
You Alone Are God ©2012 Lyn Leahz O’ my Father, to You I give everything…for I am Yours, and Yours alone. How I have committed adultery and fornication against You, Adonai, By serving other gods when I was oathed to You; Yet You alone hath forgiven me of all of my folly. Who else is … Continue reading
THE WINNER MUST LOSE by Lyn Leahz ©2012 The winds have changed, and the night has surely fallen heavy, As I, a spoiled innocent, left guilty and hopeless of a deed unknowingly done, Hopelessly lift up my eyes to the hills; but there is no help, and no help comes. And I say to myself, … Continue reading
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