Various Artists

Heaven's Lighthouse

Little Jesus

In a little meadow under the sun
A glowing angel did appear
She raised her wings above my head
And told me there was nothing to fear

She spoke of God and great prophets
And also of heaven and earth
She spoke of sin and forgiveness
And also of death and of birth

She spoke of kindness and suffering
Of praying and joy
She spoke of the 10 Commandments
And the life we could enjoy

She took my hand and led me to a forest
Where all animals and plants were growing
She said we could have even more than this
If we reap good what we're sowing

I've never seen anything like this
It was a miracle for sure
She said it's only the beginning
A life of Jesus is always pure

You Preach I Preach

You preach for man, me I preach for Jesus
I call the unborn a baby, you call the unborn a fetus

You preach to feminists, me I preach to Christians
I preach with open ears, but your ears refuse to listen

You preach equality, me I preach it too
I preach it from the Bible; you preach it as a common rule

You preach for agendas, me I preach for moral right
I preach family values, you preach for a conformist light

You preach for separation, me I preach for knowledge
I preach and educate in the name of Jesus, you eliminate Jesus from college

You preach a common ground, me I take a moral stand
I preach in the words of our father, you preach in the words of man

You preach religion, me I preach faith in the spirit
I preach religion as the minor, but the faith you fail to hear it

See the difference between our beliefs, my friend is quite clear
I refuse to see and you refuse to hear

You refuse to hear the word for what it is; I refuse to see it for what it is not
My eyes and heart fear the Lord, your ears and mouth brings darkness to his light

One who condones evil, is just as, if not more guilty
Those who claim to have clear mouths should not keep it filthy

Yes I've done my dirt, and true too I shall be judged
But how can you criticize true Christians, because on immorality we refuse to nudge

Yes I too have committed my share of sins, and repented I have
But how can you call yourself Godly, your foolishness makes me laugh

So you can preach for politics, me I will always preach for the way
The way to heaven and not the Whitehouse, in Jesus precious name I pray

By: Knowledge for the Soul

Immortal Spirit

Beside me once more,
In peaceful silence,
Softer than a feather,
Cast adrift upon the breeze,
In memories,
Your spirit,
Immortal,
Returns.

Chris Roe © 2005
Norfolk, England.

SILENT FLIGHT

In the silence
The clarity of your voice,
Climbs high
Upon the eagles wings.
The chains of doubt
That imprison my soul
Fall away beneath my feet.
In the freedom and majesty
Of the sentinel's gaze,
Faith is strengthened
And hope returned
To a weary heart,
Upon the silent flight
Of eagles wings.

Chris Roe © 2005
Norfolk, England

Revelations of Tribulation

To steal silently into the night,
a great tribulation.
A mouth speaking great things
and blasphemies.
Rising up the Beast,
to deceive every nation.

Stars of Heaven fall to the Earth.
Hail and fire, mingled with blood.
A woman in travail,
experiencing the pangs of child birth.

Every mountain moved out of it's place
as the Earth did Quake.
Seeking a place to hide from God's face.
Shaken as a reid in a mighty wind
by the one he chooses to send.

Who will be able to stand
in the presence of the wrath of the lamb?
To gather the clusters of the vine.
Treading in the press like wine.

In all righteousness,
does he make war,
The King of Kings,
and Lord of Lords.

The sun darkened as black as sackcloth.
A battle between good and evil is fought.
The moon shall become as like blood.
Never before seen, so much destruction
since the days of the great flood.

Even though the wind shall cease to blow,
he is my shield and my protector
wherever I shall go.

Caught in the cross fire of the onslaught.
In only one hour,
great riches come to naught.

The dragon is calling,
seeking an escape from the abyss,
from whence he has fallen.
The great city of Babylon is cast down.
Left with no strength to fight against them,
he is chained and bound.

I look upon the light of the Morning Star.
He has set before us an open door
that no man can close,
and I will follow the lamb
where ever he goes.

To come as a thief in the night,
soaring from Heaven
as he takes wings in flight.
To confess my name before God
and the angels, as I walk with him in white.
To take me to his city
where the sun doesn't shine.
Where there is no need for candles
for he is the light.

The one on the white horse
called Faithful and True,
to righteously judge every man
according to his works,
and give him his due.

All of these things must come to pass.
For the world that we live in
was not made to last.

Be not afraid.
When the former things have passed away,
He who overcomes shall inherit all things.

LIVE!

I gazed at the stars where I came from
Then I took flight through the manifest
Blue I flew
When the darkness was all around me
The starlight lit my way
Onward and Upwards I went

Turn from the cold night
Into the Brightness of the True Light

Oh sickness that is come upon me
Leave me without a trace
For the Healing hand has surrounded me
With love and compassion
It will drive me on
For the wellness and goodness of His gifts

I thought of myself
As a celestial being
A great spirit running free
Traveling along a forgotten path
Imagine the endless horizen
The sunlight of the Spirit

A tribute to loving brother.
Charles Nathan Giddens
Born March 13, 1964
Died July 11, 1995

WHY DID MOTHER PRAY AND CRY

When I was young and in my prime
For Jesus, I had no time.
My Mother would pray and cry;
I would only wonder why.

Always seeking pleasures in sin,
Caring nothing for my life within,
My Mother would pray and cry
And I would wonder why.

I would go out at night;
Coming home there'd always be a light.
My Mother would pray and cry
And I would wonder why.

Now that I am grown
Have a family of my own
So it is that I know why
Mother would pray and cry.

Thank you, Mother, for your prayer,
And all the love you share.
Now it is I that pray and cry
No longer do I wonder why.

Now Mother that you are gone
All the battles fought and won
You no longer need to pray and cry
For I will see you there by and by.

Jesus, new life to me He gives,
For in my heart I know He lives.
That is why you would pray and cry
And I no longer wonder why.

Dallas Renicker © 1990

Apostle Paul

Born out of due time,
and numbered among the least,
by the pleasure of God
you were made a spectacle before men;
as a chosen vessel elevated
not in the glory of former times,
nor in the sight of the present world,
but in the life of hidden promise,
and of things yet unrevealed.
For those who preached wisdom were many,
but you alone wore the foolishness of the cross,
the sole apostle of ignorance and error,
speaking in accents coarse and intolerable to the ear;
your audience the dregs
and the discarded refuse of this world.
And in your words there was no pretense of learning
no stamp of rhetorical elegance;
your style simple, your meaning, obscure,
at times an obscurity beyond meaning.
Because you understand
that eternal wisdom prefers to leave certain things unsaid,
unspoken and inarticulate,
and to shroud the greatest secrets
behind a veil of deliberate simplicity:
left unknown, or riddled only to children and the insane,
revealed as a scandal to the wise.
For it was given to you to defy prognostication,
and to proceed where tongues fail,
and knowledge ceases utterly.
And you know that silence speaks
with an eloquence past words,
that confounds all explanation,
and makes sane men mad,
and renders dark the light of human understanding.

The Comforter Has Come

The comforter has come
to dwell in our presence, and walk among men.
He would give his life a randsom for many,
even die for our sins.
His light shined forth like the sun
as the spirit of God descended upon him like a dove.
He walked the shores of Galilee.
A meek and humble man was he.
He had powers over the wind and sea.
Ruler of the Heavens, the Earth, and all things.
He shadows me under angel's wings.
In my darkest hour I call out the name of Jesus!
He comes to the sound of my voice.
He will never leave us.
When I feel I just can't take anymore,
A strong hand reaches down from Heaven,
and lifts me up off the floor.
You once seemed a million miles away,
but you are my calm after a storm,
shining upon me like the sun's rays.
As I wait on you Jesus, hoping you will come soon,
I realize you are not far away,
Even in the same room.
He is watching me always.
He is never far.
He dwells among us.
and lives in my heart.
He died on the cross to bring us redemption,
and has evolved into a soul of the highest perfection.
As I wait on you Jesus,
You are with me now.
Still I long for the day,
for no one knows the hour.
We will see you coming on the clouds
at the right hand of power.

Karen Templin © 2005

New Eyes, Older Mind

Time and Tide they all do pass, and seldom sleeping, turning fast,
The light it falls through naked skies, I watch upon with wide green eyes
How life is short and time is thin, how lingers in the dark within the
Shadows of the time to flee our souls
Beneath us carry dreams and hopes for future pondering.

The Moon the Stars how far they fall through thought of love we do
Enthral our time will come as I do fall, though how does this entail
At all the meaning of our most colourful fantasy's.

I babble on, but with no haste my thoughts, though deep, they do not
Chafe my heart.
As it does need and want through many tears and hopes to part.

Alas, the day has come and I have nothing left to do and how does
necessity and strife fit in with this most trivial life.

The tethers of life from which i cut can only be of more time to come
Where we shall stand where all else failed and hopes and dreams and
Time do ail.

I stand in wait for I do see this path of light in front of me, I have
No fear and I have choice, our strength it knows no bounds in voice.
There must be more that I've not seen, there's more to this eternal
Dream of light where all else is set free, the darkness opens unto me

And Time and Space they all stand still, though fate is here I feel
No ill of nature's need to be alone with one's self every thing is
Clear.

Do you trust the sword that hangs above your head as you dine, the
Sword is truth but not the one to trust.
Damocles did put it there to save himself from dark despair but did he
See the paths a head? Or simply have the urge to play with fate and
Chance?

The heart that bleeds this tearful sound of things to pass and yet to
Come, of dreams of peace no war can bring, to break this circle
In which I spin.

Through life and death we never think as beings living on the brink of
Satisfaction here and now, is how the world has come to live and
Breathe and in itself forgive.

Tonight I sleep, my mind is clear, through wandering within my fear
I find a place that's deep inside where hopes and dreams do still abide.

Blessings

Let Us Pray

Father, first I would like to ask you to forgive me for my sins,
For we all have sinned, this I am quite sure.
I am but an instrument for You, to play time and time again,
Until my soul is forever pure.

Please forgive me, Father, for taking Your name in vain,
Sometimes, my words have a tendency to slip.
No matter the reason, I know I caused You pain.
Blasphemy from my lips should never slip.

Forgive me also, for the poor decisions that I daily make.
I pray that You will help me turn my wrongs into rights.
So much sin I have put out, so much sin I have allowed to take.
So, Father, I ask that you please forgive me, for my sin filled nights.

Forgive me for not honoring my Mother and Father´s wishes,
For I have always known that my parents know what is best.
Sometimes, we have cruel and vicious arguments.
But, Father, I will never ever love them less.

I have one more forgiveness, I would like to ask of You.
And that is forgive me for losing faith in Your will
You are the reason, why I sing, that is certainly true.
One day, in Your Presence, we all will kneel.

Now I must thank You, for the many blessings you give
Thank You, for blessing me with a family filled with love.
Thank You, for the many years my family and I have lived.
Also, thank You, for the loved ones who have left and gone above.

Thank You, for my health, because my body is your temple,
I will try and maintain it as best I can.
Thank You, for my life, complicated yet simple.
Because of Your love, I have grown to become a new man.

Thank You, for my pride and joy; I love them as if they were my own.
A beautiful little girl, and a priceless little boy.
I cannot tolerate their antics when they are near,
But I am sad when they are gone.

Thank You, for my brothers, who always stand by my side.
No matter what, they are always there.
To be without one of my brothers,
It would be almost too much, for me to bare.

I ask for a few things, yet, I ask them very wisely.
For I know, all things are through You and Your Son.
I ask that You bless my family and me to continue to see,
The sun rise, and to see the sun set as the day is done.

I ask that You will guide me through, all my trials and tribulations.
Help me, Lord, to control my sin-filled thoughts and desires.
Help me to uphold Your Holy Name; to gain faith and assurance in Him.
Continue to bless me, with the Holy Spirit´s soul-felt fire!

All that I ask for, I ask in Your Son´s precious name.
For You are my Father, and also my greatest friend!
Give love to my family in heaven, and on earth do the same.
In Your Son´s sweet name I pray, Amen.

To Enter To Leave

We enter the world with much to do and learn.
To see for this life´s challenges hurt,
And many other issues that will be.

We leave our time is done.
We come with a purpose and we leave with one.

For Families it´s hard,
A part of life no one wants to see,
Though this is the way it must be.
We all separate at different times.

When it is all said and done,
We will all have the best reunion there will ever be.

Heaven´s Prayer

If heaven sent me an angel - I would choose you.
You taught me how to see when I never knew I was blind.
You gave me your heart, shared everything from the start.
You mended my wings and waited until I was ready to fly.
You gave me hope, when I had no stars left in my sky.
You held me like a prayer and gave me strength I swear.
You are my breath, when I came up for air.
You are the light that shines in me so bright.
You are my angel on this very night.

This prayer I send to you.
I don't know where I would be If you were not always there for me.

Bian - Your Angel

THE ANGEL'S SONG

Angels came to sing that night,
Their voices loud and clear.
They said we should be filled with joy
And not be filled with fear.

We have forgotten what they sang,
Our thoughts are on The Child.
So we should read the verse again
And think a little while.

They sang a song of peace and joy
Of love sent from above.
They told us who our Father sent
To teach us how to love.

We should recall the Angel's song
And live the best we can.
Let's fill our heart and mind with love
And goodwill toward all men.

Ralph Bolick

Waiting For You

What I feel about you is real.
What I say is true everyday,
Nothing will ever be a lie,
For if it is I shall die.

My light, My smile,
Seeing an image of love,
Being lifted and sent to me,
From up above.

Waiting for that special day,
When you say you need me
All the way, when we will be,
Together always and forever.

A Dad Just Like You

Father,
This is the day that we honor our earthly dads.
I am always thinking of you, Father, but today,
I am thinking a lot about my earthly dad,
Who now resides in Heaven with you.

I miss him so very much, you know,
And probably the hardest part of his leaving,
Was not being able to see him one last time,
Or to say good-bye, and say how much I loved him.

He was such an inspiration to me.
He accepted me as his own son, from the first day,
That he married my mother, and never once did he,
Refer to me as his step-child, it was always son.

He told me so many times, how much he loved me,
And he treated all of his children the same way.
We could talk about anything and everything
And did so many, many times.

He so inspired me, that I knew that I wanted to be,
The kind of Dad he was to me, and I strive,
to do just as you would have wanted me to do
with all of my precious children and grandchildren.

We worked side by side and played side by side,
And had many good times together, and he,
Always helped me through the bad times too.
I will always cherish those times we had together.

I miss him so much, but I know that one day,
We will be together again and dad will welcome me,
With open arms, and I cannot wait to hear,
His words, ‘Welcome home, son´!

I have in my life had three dads, but none,
Could hold a candle to the love we shared.
And the love and respect I had and still have,
For him, My Daddy Guy.

I sit here, Father, with tears in my eyes.
I have had him on my mind and in my prayers,
All night, to the point I could not sleep.
Special Holidays are always this way for me.

I needed someone to talk to Father, and
I knew You would understand my feelings,
And the love I have in my heart for Dad.
Thank you, as always, for listening to me.

God is Real

I met a friend the other day.
He asked me in all sincerity
Is God Real?
I paused a moment, then quickly replied:
The trees, the birds, the flowers, the bees,
The green meadow grass, the cattle in the fields
And you ask me, Is God real!
The forest, the deer, the fox, and bear
The chipmonks and squirrels and the swift little hare
The lions and tigers and all great beasts
The fish, the eel, the whale and creatures of the deep
All living things.
Do you believe Mortal man could create these?
The Bible tells us the wages of sin is death
And yet God gave his only begotten Son
To free us of our sins.
So I tell you friend, accept Jesus as your Saviour
and obey God's commands.
And as your burdens lighten and the Joy in your
heart you feel
Then you will say
Yes, God is Real!

The Forest

The warm sun shining sporadically
through the heavy trees,
awakens me to the beautiful voice
of the forest.

I lie there, on the cool moist ground,
covered in the cleansing mountain dew,
breathing ever so slowly.
Savoring each breath as though it were my last.

I feel the gentle breeze as it flows around
everything in its path, not being contained,
going where it pleases never being controlled,
by anything other than the laws of nature.

The wind is the messenger spreading news
throughout the forest.
It whispers to my soul as
it caresses me ever so gently.

The forest is alive and dancing gracefully
to the messages of the wind.
All my senses are at maximum use,
absorbing all that is possible
without a single thought in my mind.

I'm totally at peace, tasting the colors
of the forest, feeling the sounds
laced with messages.

I laid there doing nothing
but existing,
never moving, never thinking
a thought in my mind.

I became one with nature.
I lay there, sheltered from the world,
underneath a vast canopy that spreads
endlessly in all directions.

Its magnificence of overwhelming trees
was grand in structure.
Each and every living and nonliving thing
had its own splendor; some displaying
colors so unique and vivid with sweet aromas
that were thick enough to taste.

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