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Array ( [sid] => 146524 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => i hear you now i have let my pride go [time] => 2008-11-27 15:32:13 [hometext] => [bodytext] => What is it that we look for in life?

The gleam of a brand new car, the sparkle in a showcase we are unable to afford
the respect from a fellow friend, or the admiration from your peers?

Are we not that simple when we put glam and objects before our own soul
strength in things we can not hold, value before or hearts?

These days of blood and no found glory, idols on plastic pedestals hiding their addictions but telling our children what is right, weakening our own goals with there’s while following paths so stained from failure so unable to see the cliffs that are in front.

We sit in designer cages rattling our chains of diamonds and pearls, sulking in corners chalked in police white, while spirits whisper false ideas and broken knowledge.
Giving dreams to many but empty is our hearts when we find our golden road, black is our soul when the shine dulls from holding it so close.

We forget the true voice that has tired of talking above your head phoned ears and then blame him when things do not go our way. We spit at creation looking only to find the science of it all, but forgetting the beauty and oneness who designed it.

We look at the stars hoping to be them but empty and alone they must feel.
From something small everything looks big but do you not see the peel in the paint?

In this man made world do you not feel the fakeness of it all, does it not hurt to walk where others tried to do great things only to be brought so low.
Maybe we all do not know how many souls are starving, its hard to feel when our own spirit is to weak to call to empty to shine a light inside.

I fall to you and ask for your spirit to fill this emptiness inside me oh lord this shine does not do me well, this gleam and sparkle only blinds the truth that I need to fill my cup.
I have seen the will of your creation the undying love you have tried to show the world.
I have spread many tears for the empty ears that do not feel your presence and fight your love.

I can not hide in the truth of man any longer; the lies taste so fowl on my tongue
expensive prisons that have never held me but brought me so low.
I ask of your spirit to free me from these chains I am tired of spiting out pearls, I am tired of the chaos that has plagued my mind and my heart, I only need to rest in your arms Jesus he tried to put out the light in me but you never gave up and from this day I only hold glory in your name fame from your love and kindness from your word.
I will never come undone.
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i hear you now i have let my pride go

Contributed by lostrelic on Thursday, 27th November 2008 @ 03:32:13 PM in AEST
Topic: ChristianPoetry



What is it that we look for in life?

The gleam of a brand new car, the sparkle in a showcase we are unable to afford
the respect from a fellow friend, or the admiration from your peers?

Are we not that simple when we put glam and objects before our own soul
strength in things we can not hold, value before or hearts?

These days of blood and no found glory, idols on plastic pedestals hiding their addictions but telling our children what is right, weakening our own goals with there’s while following paths so stained from failure so unable to see the cliffs that are in front.

We sit in designer cages rattling our chains of diamonds and pearls, sulking in corners chalked in police white, while spirits whisper false ideas and broken knowledge.
Giving dreams to many but empty is our hearts when we find our golden road, black is our soul when the shine dulls from holding it so close.

We forget the true voice that has tired of talking above your head phoned ears and then blame him when things do not go our way. We spit at creation looking only to find the science of it all, but forgetting the beauty and oneness who designed it.

We look at the stars hoping to be them but empty and alone they must feel.
From something small everything looks big but do you not see the peel in the paint?

In this man made world do you not feel the fakeness of it all, does it not hurt to walk where others tried to do great things only to be brought so low.
Maybe we all do not know how many souls are starving, its hard to feel when our own spirit is to weak to call to empty to shine a light inside.

I fall to you and ask for your spirit to fill this emptiness inside me oh lord this shine does not do me well, this gleam and sparkle only blinds the truth that I need to fill my cup.
I have seen the will of your creation the undying love you have tried to show the world.
I have spread many tears for the empty ears that do not feel your presence and fight your love.

I can not hide in the truth of man any longer; the lies taste so fowl on my tongue
expensive prisons that have never held me but brought me so low.
I ask of your spirit to free me from these chains I am tired of spiting out pearls, I am tired of the chaos that has plagued my mind and my heart, I only need to rest in your arms Jesus he tried to put out the light in me but you never gave up and from this day I only hold glory in your name fame from your love and kindness from your word.
I will never come undone.




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Re: i hear you now i have let my pride go (User Rating: 1 )
by elle on Thursday, 27th November 2008 @ 11:08:32 PM AEST
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Amen. May I fall too. . . ? peace. elle




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