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 Apr 2014
Mike Hauser
There will surely come a day
When all of this shall fade away
Fade from mind and fade from view
When all that's left will be in you

No more worries, no more tears
No more regret of the lost years
No more pain from words been said
Where all is you in all we have

That day the captives will be free
To live in Christ's perfect harmony
The lion laying down with the lamb
Just the way God had it planed

On the shore of heavens bank
We will unite with all the saints
Who have ventured on before
In the Glory of the Lord

I am praying for that day
When all mankind will see the way
No more yielding of the sword
As we lift high your Holy Word

Yes, I am praying for that day
Where all of sin shall fade away
And all that's left will be to sing
Forever praises to our Holy King
Happy Easter my friends...
 Apr 2014
Mike Hauser
You say  your not religious
Well neither my friend am I
It was man that made religion
It was Christ that came for us to die

He came to earth with a purpose
And that purpose was to set us free
From the guilt, the sin, the daily shame
All chains of captivity

It was the religious leaders of his day
That used their power as a tool
It was Jesus that came to do away
With all the man made rules

Rules that held the people down
The same as they do today
Invite Jesus into your heart right now
And let freedom have its way

You say your not religious
Well neither my friend am I
It was man that made religion
It was Christ that came for us to die
 Apr 2014
Mike Hauser
Arrested Savior in the garden
Satan feels his job is almost done
Betrayed by a Judas kiss
And a handful of silver coin

Like a lamb being lead to slaughter
He spoke not a single word
From the time before time began
All his trust is in his Lord

Conviction comes on quickly
Testimony being the lies of man
Still all in Gods perfect timing
Still all in Gods perfect plan

Soldiers spat on him and beat him
Shoved on his head a thorny crown
Mocked him for the king he is
Still uttered not a single sound

They forced on him the cross to carry
Like any common thief
This he did most willingly
Even for the least of these

The pounding of nails through his feet and hands
Being felt in his fathers heart
But both he and Jesus know
This is the important part

They hang him tattered on that wooden cross
On the shameful hill they call The skull
Satan smiled all the while
If only he had known

Father please forgive them
For they know not what they do
A statement that to this very day
Still has a ring that's true

It is finished...
The last thing on the cross he had to say
The perfect sacrifice of the last given lamb
For sinful man has paved the way

Three Long Days Later...

HE IS RISEN!
HE IS RISEN INDEED!
SINS CHAINS THAT HELD US CAPTIVE
HAVE BEEN BROKEN FREE!

All in Gods perfect timing
All in Gods perfect plan
That Jesus Christ would be the one to die
All for the love of man
 Apr 2014
Robert Blankenship
Christ the living saviour
Once died upon the cross
He willingly gave his life
For men like us , Lost

He was tortured , beaten, mocked
Then nailed upon the tree
This great pain he endured
For men like you and me

Upon the cross he hung
A spear ****** into his side
Father please forgive them
Are words our saviour cried

A crown of painful thorns
Was pressed upon his head
His blood flowed down his body
Till the saviour at last was dead

A thief hung on his left
A thief hung on his right
When Christ gave up the ghost
The day was turned to night

Placed into a borrowed tomb
His body laid as if it were froze
Then just as he had promised
On the third day he arose

With victory over death
He came forth from the grave
With victory over death
That men through faith in him be saved

He showed himself to many
Then to heaven he did ascend
An angel said to those present
This same Christ you shall see again

To the earth he shall return
The words written they are true
Christ he is coming back
For men like me and you
 Apr 2014
Robert Blankenship
Between the two stood the one
At the place of the skull upon a hill
And the shadow it cast down over man
Across the earth lingers still

Blood stained and spike pierced beams
Held the teacher till he died
Looking up some only laughed
Others bowed their head and cried

On the tree this precious son
Who some by choice never knew
Prayed"Father please forgive them,
For they know not what they do"

Messiah sacrificed on those rugged beams
In three days to rise again
The way the life the truth
An atonement for our sin

When the meaning of the tree is told
My ears attend and receive
I can scarce conceive the cost
And it's meaning to you and me

Behind my eyes I hold these thoughts
Concerning the tree to which Jesus went
The lonely tree of Golgothas Hill
Where hung the saviour from heaven sent

Our sins destroyed life now given
By the blood of one who was only good
He hung in my place where I should have hung
Upon a cross made of wood
 Apr 2014
Mike Hauser
A baby born in love
More than just a child
Here to fill our greatest need
This baby born to us

Born out of flesh and spirit
The perfect child in time*
One day to heal the lame, the sick
Give sight to the lost, the blind

A way to reconcile
The fallen heart of man
Here to offer the purest  sacrifice
*Fulfilling God's loving plan
Thank you to my sister in Christ Connie aka coloured-life for the help, support, and distant friendship!
 Apr 2014
Wendell A Brown
A treasure is found in the sunrise
When my eyes open up to you
For the fiery sun in its brilliance
Shall be my golden jewel

And its beauty shall remind me always
Of how rich I am my Sweet Lord
When your love is such a part of me
That so daily I need you more

And even if many know you
I feel no one knows you better than me
What you bring so daily to each of our lives
With your love, your strength and integrity

For even if my flesh was to deny you
My spirit and soul will always be yours
And they shall always possess deep within
The sweet treasure you laid in store

Until the day of my real birth finally comes
When my spirit leaves this body and the battle is won.
A prayer
 Apr 2014
Mike Hauser
You applied the brush stroke of this morning
To the canvas of our lives
Adding colors of your glory
To the dawning of first light

The beauty that surrounds creation
Is placed there by the Master Artists hand
From the deep green of a forest meadow
To the light beige of the oceans sand

You drew the silhouette of distant mountains
To add balance to the desert plains
Giving just a taste of what awaits
The children known by your name

The detail of the stars above
The beauty in an innocent smile
Makes us gaze with hearts of longing
To the day when all this will pale

There we will see you in all your glory
On the streets of shining gold
Beside the streams of crystal waters
The purest beauty ever known

Where you have used the brightest colors
Heavens canvas shining rays of light
Worshiping the true beauty above all others
The Artist who drew us into this life...
 Apr 2014
Marian
I will not be afraid
At morning, noon or eventide
For I know that God is there
Walking by my side.

Even though He may seem
Sometimes so very far away
But I know and trust that He is there
Walking with me day by day.

There is no reason to be scared
There is no reason to fear
For in the darkness we must trust
That His presence is so very near.

*~Marian~
Behold, God is my salvation; I will trust, and not be afraid: for the LORD JEHOVAH is my strength and my song; he also is become my salvation. Isaiah 12:2
Hope You All Find This Poem
Of Mine Encouraging, My HP Friends!! ~~~~<3
God Bless You!! ~~~<3
 Apr 2014
Mike Hauser
Do you believe in Love
Can you endure the pain
Can you take a hold of what is given
And give it back again

For what is the greatest Love
That one would give their life
A substitute for the multitude
A Godly sacrifice
All praise to Jesus Christ
 Apr 2014
Mike Hauser
There are so many souls
Running a muck
Out on a limb
Down on their luck
Playing with time as they try and piece it all together

Shows what can go wrong
When you try and go it alone
With only earthly ideas
Of whats going on
How can we predict our lives when we can't even predict the weather

Too many lives are like sailing ships passing by on a moonless night
Birds in search of food on a wingless flight
Trying time and time again to get it right

Out there like tall buildings in a city standing side by side
No way to run with nowhere to hide
Just empty shells with nobody inside

They tend to bend to the whim
Of society's call
Blind to the truth
Bugs in a jar
Surroundings are clear with no idea of how to get there

Without God on their side
To draw from in life
They keep running in place
They keep biding their time
No ones keeping score but the feeling is sure, they could do better

Too many lives are like sailing ships passing by on a moonless night
Birds in search of food on a wingless flight
Trying time and time again to get it right

Out there like tall buildings in the city standing side by side
No way to run with nowhere to hide
Just empty shells with nobody inside
 Apr 2014
Mike Hauser
This is my prayer Lord
I raise to you each new morning
If you'll just carry me
Throughout these many days

For I am weak and I am tired
Life can be a beast of burden
More than ever now I need the strength
Of your Amazing Grace

You are going to have to do this Lord
For I am no longer able
My spirits weakened
My wills the same

I need your hand
In all that I am doing
Lord, please hold and guide me
In your Amazing Grace

Amazing grace
A sound that's never sweeter

Amazing Love
You've set aside for me

Taking my place
That love is ever deeper

Amazing Love, Amazing Grace
 Mar 2014
Robert Blankenship
The
Song
Of
The
Sparrow,
Is
Simply,
Praise
To
GOD.
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