Psalm 23 - A redemptive songMy soul cries out ;Psalm 23 - A redemptive song by cereal-in-a-bowl
"I'm a little tattered
a little mingled
with the vice of sins
with the demon within my skin
oh yes I am
I am chained and I am scorned
despaired and Oh so forlorn
I'm roped round the neck with a boulder heading downwards to the sea"
when the persecutor asked for my final words
this-This was what I had to say
"I've rationed my love
put my carnal shame to blame
whatever I did and denied the Lord's holy Name
I've cast my cares and did nothing to save
the wretched and poor
the despaired and the ones which society hate
had I contemplated on the things which You've said
would I have had the weight of my sins make heavy my head?
O boulder you spite me as you shame me so much that my spirit should hunch
but what else could I do
as I stood before my own sentence- a death lamented too late...too soon"
A strike of great light had caught before I was laid
in a tomb where I surely would've burnt at the wake
for my sins were still covered and it would have made me sa
I shall sing of the glory of Jesus my LordI want to sing to the mountainsI shall sing of the glory of Jesus my Lord by cereal-in-a-bowl
sing to the flowers and trees
I wanna hear the bees beat with the tambourines
I want to shake the skies and exalt God's great glory
I want to hit the high notes with the birds
who echo the skies
as they sing glory, glory
I wanna stir the trees
shake the quiet grass at their knees
I wanna change their frequency
and turn their ears to this random thing I want to do
I want to strum with the winds and hear the drums when they
meet the streams of river
which flows to a choir singing alleluia
I want to sing
be the voice of living prophecy
I want to stir up the quiet
serenade the silence to break her free
I want to hear her voice
as she turns to see
a great feast of beauty
all around her
As she gaze at the trees
with their leaves like a humming bee
sing in holy epiphany
the flowers they shake
at the boughs in wake yeah
as she gazes at life
what splendour before her takes place
I want to sing oh alleluia
I want to sing Oh God Hosanna in t
I praise and thank God when I think of yeTis quite an honest confession to yeI praise and thank God when I think of ye by cereal-in-a-bowl
that I say this as I say this of he
who bore my troubles and lay down my woes
and changed them to joy and thus shooed the storm clouds far away
tis seem queer to thee that I should say
that this man I speak of does not bear relative blood but still in such affectionate ways
he resembles that of my Beloved Whom I adore
Jesus Christ my Lord and God
A timid man yes timid is he
but Lord how Thy cast Thy wondrous hand on he
and made him the image of Thee to do Thy wondrous deeds
to spread Thy gospels and plant Thy Heavenly seeds
I knew not the one whom bore
half of me from his paternal loins
yea, he sought a better child perhaps a son
for in familiar cultures dignity stands in having oh so grand- a son
anyway thus my digression so may make
an expression of why I no longer have much need to lament much as I did before
Please do bear in patience with me
as I sought to tell ye an emotional summary
of how I feel of this man who is religious as he
The Lord God says : I shall deliver youThere's a bridge which rose above spring blue watersThe Lord God says : I shall deliver you by cereal-in-a-bowl
but you're not sure if you want to go
across it yeah...
your feet are dawdling
and your courage is a no show
but your spirit's cry rose where I am you
know (in Heaven My eternal throne)
I will deliver you yeah
over any kind of river of adversity
lay your burden on Me
because I've been there, yes I've seen the cries of many
on their knees
a song is rising above the earth
blowing sweet kisses
as it sings passing by
shook the knees of the flowers
and woke up the trees
blew right past through her ruby red hair and pearl neck
kissed her dress which shone like diamonds in the middle of day
I shook the buds of the trees
the favours of the neighbouring bees
they were sipping honey
in smothering heat
I moved the clouds from their idle estate
there you are in hesitate
the beacon of light crowns upon
the head of the hills
dusting the dull shadows away
why do you gaze at the flowery hills
which I have made over where you stand
After I went to Confession this morning I began to consider forgiveness. As I did, I returned again and again to myselfbut I don't mean egotistically. I reflected on when we sin, especially when it's that embarrassing, stupid, every-time sin, and how we tend to get upset with ourselves, feel ashamed, and many other things. For the one who has faith, he looks to Christ to forgive him. This in itself is not bad at all.
I then began to wonder: We reach out to be forgiven and we entreat God with sighs and tears. But the truest fruit of that forgiveness (and mercy) is a conversion, a change of heart. But I think there is another aspect, namely that we have to allow ourselves to be forgiven as well. If there is a gift that someone gives it must also be received. And how do we receive a gift? With gratitude, of course.
The gift of forgiveness, however, is no mere gift. It is one of the greatest gifts.
We should consider how the Lord sees us when He forgives us: he is like the bridegroom
Hebrews 13: 6 God is my Helper, whom shall I fear?
Whenever we feel afraid or in distress do not be afraid to cry out to our Lord Jesus because He is ever so close to us.
Remember what the psalmist wrote in the Book of Psalms 34:18
"The Lord is close to the broken hearted. Those who are crushed in spirit He saves..."
in Psalm 18:6 it says
"In my distress I called to the LORD; I cried to my God for help. From his temple he heard my voice; my cry came before him, into his ears..."
Hebrews 4:15 ;
Do not be afraid to approach Him because He knows how we feel. He Who endured all things and did not yield into temptation...He shall supply us with the help we need and bless us with many graces in which we are so in desperate need of.
I was so happy that I went to church this morning. The usual took place and then as I tried to pay attention to the sermon, I was constantly distracted. I think it's all the emotional things which I've experienced for the entire one week.
Personally, it felt so good, so good to see my counselor back in church.
Anyway, it's amazing how much God my counselor has about him and how devoted and good he really is, in Christ Jesus. A good example of what it means to be Christian I am sure.
After hugging him and all, I went on a spiritual high.
I contemplated what happened during mass and realized that Saint Paul struggled in a lot of stuff in his ministry to spread the gospel of Jesus Christ;
In the 2nd letter to the Corinthians 12:9
"because of these surpassingly great revelations. Therefore, in order to keep me from becoming conceited, I was given a thorn in my flesh, a messenger of Satan, to torment me. 8 Three times I pleaded with the Lord to take it away from me. But he said to me, “My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.” Therefore I will boast all the more gladly about my weaknesses, so that Christ’s power may rest on me..."
Then as I realized that it was in trusting in Jesus, accepting my weakness and short comings that the mental struggle ceased for now.
then as I opened Sunday's bulletin I read something which Saint Patrick said
"The Lord opened the understanding of my unbelieving heart so that I should recall my sins. "
There is really something about my parish priest...there's a lot of Jesus about him as I found in Father Volle while he ministered as a messenger of Christ on earth.
Indeed my soul praises God. His mercy endures forever. Alleluia.
I used to struggle with verbal abuse and it would fester for a long time. But now I find that I recover faster and I feel God ever present in my life.
Mother Mary is ever present too.
I recover quicker now, and I believe that I can achieve all that I set out to do if I place it in the hands of Christ Jesus my Lord and God.
Praise God indeed.
The radio station's playing Michael Jackson's song...awesome. He's such a good singer...
"Here I am Lord, to do Your will" - Hebrews 10:7-9|
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