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Burdens lift me higher.

Posted by appolus on December 11, 2022

Burdens are the celestial stairs
That surely lift me higher
For it's right there where I meet my Lord
Who shall take me through the fire. 

Trials are the wings I need to fly
To fly to higher ground
I'll meet the Lord up in the air
To sing with choirs a heavenly sound.

Sufferings draw me ever closer 
I am weak and He is strong
And in the depths of my infirmities
You shall surely hear my song.

It is the song of songs of Calvary
Where my Savior bled and died
And rose again three days hence
And now is glorified.

The daily crosses that I bear
To the world they seem a trial 
But they sharpen me in the inner man
For they'll only last a while

Soon enough I'll breath my last
I'll lay down the burden of my soul
Then stand before the King of Kings 
Where I'll be finally whole. 


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We cry Abba Father!

Posted by appolus on December 11, 2022

Gal 4:6  And because you are sons, God has sent forth the Spirit of his Son into your hearts, crying, Abba, Father.

What a magnificent scripture! The fullness of time had come and God the Father sent forth His Son, to we who were enslaved by sin and under a curse, and redeemed us to Himself. Shall we not boast? Shall we not shout from the rooftops about the cross of Christ? Look to Calvary and we see the magnificent sacrifice and victory of our Father in heaven through His precious sinless Son. The Lord Jesus Christ by whom the world has been crucified to us and we to the world! The way unto heaven was made and the road was paved with tears and sorrows and the gate was covered by His blood. Yet for those who find the way, in the Lord, it leads us to the very throne room of “our Father.” Rest on that a moment brothers and sisters “Our Father.” O precious God in heaven above, we, your children praise you as we cry out unto You. We glorify you today for we are astonished that we who were but slaves and captives and cursed, are now sons and daughters and heirs through Christ our Lord. Who could believe such a thing?

The captives have been set free! The curse has been removed! The slave has been taken from the field! We who dwelt in huts and caves and darkness have been taken to where the Master lives. And because our Lord and Savior Jesus lives, then we live. This life that I now live I live by faith in the Son of God. It is no longer I that live but Christ that lives in me and the cry of my heart and soul that resounds down through the ages and across the heavens is “Abba Father.” My Father who are in heaven, hallowed be thy name. I have died to the law of my flesh that I might live a life of faith given to me by grace. O how sweet is the grace that saved us, and what a price was paid that we may call Him Abba. How could I ever return to the weak and beggarly elements of the flesh and slavery and darkness? Your marvelous light O God has set us free from the law of sin and death and the curse was removed from us by the bloody nails of Calvary and the precious flesh they pierced. O how we love Jesus, O how we love Jesus. He came for you, He came for me, He died and bled to make us free. He rose again and now He lives and by His grace, redemption gives. We, the redeemed of the Lord cry holy, holy, holy…. we cry Abba Father.

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Fill me till I overflow

Posted by appolus on December 8, 2022

Fill me till I thirst no more
With living waters from above
Fill me till I overflow 
And it manifests itself in love

Fill me with abundance Lord 
That fills my very soul
Fill the deepest parts of me
And in the filling I'll be whole

Fill me with your presence Lord
Till it flows from the depths of me
Fill me with waters from above
That would fill the deepest sea

Fill me with Your glory Lord
For it surely fills the temple
Fill me with your power Lord
That keeps me strong but gentle

Fill me with Your Light O Lord
Burning brighter than the sun
Remind me of Your victory Lord
That on Calvary was sorely won

Fill me with eternal life
So I'll walk the narrow way
That leads to my celestial home
Where I'll forever stay







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A victory already won.

Posted by appolus on November 28, 2022

Last night was a sleepless night for me. There was two lines that came to me in my sleep. “I’m walking in the shadow of an already setting sun.” I knew if I did not get up, that these words would not be remembered in the morning. Typically when I write a poem, the Holy Spirit will give me a line that represents the meaning He wants me to convey in words. It’s not usually in the middle of the night. It was a struggle as I was so desperately tired, but eventually I got up at about 3am and went downstairs and wrote the lines. This morning it seemed clear to me what the Holy Spirit was saying. He was speaking to someone, perhaps many, who look at their lives or a particular situation and it seems hopeless. It seems no good thing can come out of this despite your desperate prayers. So, this poem/word is to someone who has specifically asked the Lord  a question about what shall become of their desperate situation. The old adage “its always darkest before the dawn,” seems to fit here. There is a dawn coming, the sun will rise in your situation, but in the depths of the longest night it is often hard to believe. To you who asked the question of God, He says to you “the victory is already won, right now your just walking in the shadow of it.”

I'm walking in the shadow
Of an already setting sun
I'm walking in the shadow of
A victory already won

And in that victory I'll arise
O death where is your sting?
I'll stand before the Lord of Lords
And this is what I'll sing

Hallelujah hallelujah
Hallelujah to my King
Hallelujah hallelujah
O death where be thy sting?

Now I look back at the shadow 
And the shadow is no more
It's been swallowed up in victory
As I walk on through the door

It's an open door to heaven
A door no man can close
For the one who holds it open
Is the one who took the blows.

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If my heart cries out, will you hear me?

Posted by appolus on November 21, 2022

I very rarely give the premise of a poem. Poems should speak for themselves. Poems can say a thousand different things to a thousand  different people. A poet reaches into his heart and speaks of what he knows and presents a piece of his heart to others. What is common to him is common to humanity. When he expresses this, it touches others for they recognize that joy and pain and even agony that is common to all of us to one degree or another. Yet I would like to say a few words about this poem that I have written. It is my testimony of being saved. It is where I was. I had come out of my childhood a thoroughly broken human being. And long before my 21st birthday I had buried a son, been homeless, held my second son in  my arms who had just been burned over 60% of his body with third degree burns, and suddenly I was gone. I had slipped away beneath the darkness. Into the depths of wrecked humanity. I “knew,” I would not leave this place.

And it was this “knowing,” that was the atmosphere of my own personal hell. It is impossible to convey this place of lost souls. I had walked out of the fire of my childhood and onto broken glass. And suddenly the mind is overwhelmed and you slip away.   And so the poem describes a shaft of light that doggedly pursued me. I knew it was there, I ran from it. It was, of course, my Jesus. And he pursued me to the gates of hell. I cannot really describe my encounter with Him. It was an agony, for I could see myself. I, who would have destroyed every mirror in the world had to face what I had become in the incredible light of Christ. And right there I wanted Jesus to look away from me, I did not want this magnificent majestic perfect beauty of Holiness to look on something so deformed by sin. And yet He looked, despite my sin. “I love you.” And in a single moment, I was free. And so, the poem is about my journey to the light. If you know someone who is lost in the depths of darkness, maybe you could share this with them. There is but a single hope in Christ.

If my heart cries out, Lord will you hear me?
If I come to you, Lord will you see me? 
What could be worse than the darkness where I stand?
To reach out through the darkness and discover there's no hand

The greater terror than the darkness of the night
Is to consider the possibility that there really is no light
To be so consumed by darkness that there is no way ahead
Is to walk in lockstep with the lost, to walk with the walking dead

Yet all along there was but a single shaft of light
That followed through the fire and was with me in the night
I ran and ran and ran from this but yet it followed me
Even to the ends of the earth and to the depths of the bottomless sea. 

I had taken the wings of the morning and fled into the night
I had plunged to the very gates of hell, yet it kept me in its sight
Even in this darkness it still was light to me
I could sense that somewhere in this light I could yet be free

And so with trembling agony I stumbled to the light
I had ran with the forces of chaos and now I had no fight
So my heart cried out to Jesus "Is it true can I be free." 
And in a single moment He was standing there with me. 

And oh what an agony to to be this near to Him
I could see my lost humanity, that I was drowning in my sin.
And with my very last breath, He had indeed heard me
The light had come to take me home, the light had set me free.

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You have been my shelter Lord

Posted by appolus on November 17, 2022

You have been my shelter Lord..............
When the rain fell from the sky
When the rivers they ran dry
When peace had fled from me
You have been my shelter Lord, in the midst of the raging sea.

You have been my shelter Lord.............
When I just could not go on
When the night had lost its song
When I was down upon my knees
You have been my shelter Lord when you heard my anguished pleas.

You have been my shelter Lord............
When the wilderness sapped my soul
When I had lost control 
When there was no way ahead
You were indeed my shelter Lord when you suffered died and bled

You are my Rock my strong high tower
My song of praise in the midnight hour
My holy place my tabernacle 
You broke every chain and smashed every shackle.



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I who once was blind.

Posted by appolus on November 12, 2022

Manna fall from heaven Lord and feed my hungry soul
Feed the very depths of me that I may walk on whole
Living waters flow through me and quench my raging thirst
For I am now redeemed by you, I who once was cursed

Speak to me when I am low, that I may rise again
Touch me in affliction Lord, deliver me from pain
Rend the heavens and come down and light the way ahead
For I have been delivered Lord, I who once was dead

Consume me with your presence Lord and cast out every fear
Lead the way through troubles Lord and dry up every tear
Lift my eyes to the cross once more that I might see the cost
For I was purchased by Your blood, I who once was lost

Speak but a single word to me it is not by bread alone
A vision of your majesty and the glory of your throne
The beauty of your Holiness your splendor is all I find
I see you high and lifted up, I who once was blind.



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I am known by You

Posted by appolus on October 22, 2022

To be known by you sets my troubled heart at ease
It lifts me high above the waves, above the stormy seas 
To be known by you fills me with such great desire
It overflows my flooded heart and puts out every fire

To be known by you means that I have been redeemed
Delivered from the guilt and shame and every voice that screamed
To be known by you puts a sword into my hand
To be lifted up from the battle-field that I once more might stand

To be known by you sets all my enemies to flight
And with the Word of God helps me navigate the night
To be known by you it is manna to my soul
For that which once was broken, you have now made whole

To be known by you will hold me in that hour
When all the world is crumbling, I'll be standing in your power
This I know in the depths of my heart to be true
That I am overwhelmed that I am known by you. 


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A word in season to the weary.

Posted by appolus on August 18, 2022

Isa 50:4  The Lord GOD hath given me the tongue of the learned, that I should know how to speak a word in season to him that is weary.

In Daniel  7:25 it says “And he shall speak great words against the most High, and shall wear out the saints of the most High, and think to change times and laws: and they shall be given into his hand until a time and times and the dividing of time.” We are living in a time when the laws are being changed. The natural laws handed down to us by God Himself are being changed by folks who speak great swelling words. Their rebellion is almost complete. The foundations are being destroyed, what shall the righteous do? The battle lines are being drawn by the prince of the power of the air, of this I have no doubt. The saints are wearied and are being worn out by an deluge of wickedness, and still the flood comes. Daniel says that we shall be given into his hand “until a time and times and the dividing of times.” Rev 13:7 says “And it was given unto him to make war with the saints, and to overcome them: and power was given him over all kindreds, and tongues, and nations.”

And so, a word to the weary and the worn out saints. Yes a mighty flood of evil has engulfed the world, but our Lord says in His Word that when the enemy comes in like a flood, He shall raise up a standard. He has prepared a highway of Holiness that leads through fire and flood. He has given us a tongue. A word of knowledge, a word of wisdom, a heavenly word that only the Spirit can discern. A word of encouragement. God Himself has given a learned tongue, touched by the Blood of the Lamb and coals of refining fire. Those who oppose you will increase as you continue to stand unmoved by the cultural winds that are beginning to blow with hurricane force. But you will not fall because trial and tribulation and temptations have been your lot for many years now, and your roots have went down deep into the waters of life. You have seen how God has been faithful to you through every situation and because of that your own faith has increased; to God be the glory.

Truth has consumed you and transformed you and you are a lover of it and no power that exists will wrestle it away from you. And of course the Word of God is your delight. It is the foundation upon which you stand. It allows you to stand, unmovable. It is a lamp unto your feet in the ever-increasing darkness of this world and it lights up the narrow path ahead. Stand fast brothers and sisters, the gates of hell shall not prevail against those who stand. He shall awaken you morning by morning. He is the stillness of your soul and He touches every part of your longing heart. He is in every tear that falls and in the billowing waves He hears you call. He shall be your quiet peace as the sun rises in the morning and your calm assurance in the night. He will be your laughter in the rain and your endurance through the pain. In the silence and in the noise you shall hear His still small voice and in this my brothers and sisters you shall rejoice. He rises up like the sun above the mountains, and He will refresh you from His inexhaustible fountains.

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Perfect peace.

Posted by appolus on July 3, 2022

Isa 26:3  You will keep him in perfect peace, whose mind is stayed on You: because he trusts in You

Perfect peace. Oh what a marvelous state. Who among us would not revel in “perfect peace.” Yet here is a promise from the Living God to His people, with two conditions. Conditions you say? Yes, indeed. And the two here stated are firstly, “whose mind is stayed on You.” Seek you first the Kingdom of God and His righteousness. See Him in all His glory. See Him high and lifted up above your circumstances. Was He not lifted up upon a cross for you? See Him high and lifted up above every storm. Above every set of circumstances, above every ailment and serious infirmity. For when you see Him as such and glorify Him as such does not the Spirit of Christ rest upon you? When the world and even your own mind and body attempts to wrestle you away from a singular focus on Him, shall we not resist this?

Secondly, trust in the Lord your God. Trust Him on the mountain, trust Him in the valley, trust Him when your enemies are all around and to your aid He rallies. Trust Him in the morning when the sun rises in the sky, trust Him on your sickbed when men say that you will die. Trust Him in the noonday when the sun is overhead, trust Him for your sustenance and for your daily bread. Trust Him as the sun goes down and in the twilight hour, for even in the darkness He is your light and He’s your power. To keep your eyes on Him and to trust Him in all things is to walk through the door of perfect peace. Won’t you go in brothers and sisters? Look up unto the heavens and revel in the glory of God and you shall revel in His peace, His perfect peace.

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The earth mourns and fades away.

Posted by appolus on June 28, 2022

Isa 24:3  The land shall be utterly emptied, and utterly spoiled: for the LORD hath spoken this word. 

“The earth mourns and fades away. The world languishes and fades away. The haughty people of the earth languish.” This word languish means to be weak and feeble. In the same passage it gives us the reason why. “Because they have transgressed the laws, changed the ordinances and broken the everlasting covenant.” We are living in days of disorder and this disorder, in great part, stems, from a complete rebellion against God and His order. We see in Gen 1 that the earth was without form and void and was in darkness. And the Holy Spirit hovered over all of it and God commanded that there be light. God begins to bring order to that which was without form and void. And so out of that which was desolate and empty came order and the fullness of God’s creation.

When we reject the light and we reject God’s order, because of haughtiness, pride and rebellion, then we begin to revert to disorder and darkness. The windows from on high are open and the foundations of the earth are shaken. The earth shall reel to and from like a drunkard. God has stepped down and not in ways that will cause men to celebrate. The world has wholly rejected God and only His remnant remain. They are to be found all over the world, in every village and town, in every tribe and nation. God has His people. Even the gross darkness of a world gone mad cannot extinguish the Light that is found in God’s own saints. As the darkness grows deeper, the light of Christ stands out. It defies that which is without form and stands in opposition to the void hearts and minds of those who despise God.

No matter the darkness, the light prevails. Just as we saw in the thorns and the nails. Victory in Christ as the darkness drew near, victory over hell and death and fear. The world may languish and be spiraling down, yet victory belongs to the One with the crown. He shall be glorified by His own, in the dawning light, filled with His strength and ready to fight. The proud shall fall, never to rise. His glory shall be revealed in His glorious skies. The sun shall flee and the moon disgraced and the stars in the heavens shall be violently displaced. The Kings of Kings and the Lord of the ages, steps down once more as the devil rages. Then victory is final and the darkness is gone and the saints, all together, shall sing a new song.

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The river keeps running.

Posted by appolus on June 17, 2022

I was born by the river
In a dirty ol town of hard livin
And that old river just keeps on running
And I know I just got to keep on forgivin.

That old river is fast flowin 
But it couldn't wash away all the pain
For in the eddy's and the alleys 
The gutters of life kept pouring down rain.

Cobblestones streets illuminated by full moon nights
Lamp posts silhouetted, sandstone chimney pots
The thing about this rain that never seems to stop
It soaks you to the bone and everything rots

As I flew a long long way from the valley
And left it far far and away behind 
To the big sky horizons of a different world
Yet the valley was never far from my mind

Still the river flowed, still the rain fell
And even in this land of vast horizons 
I was walking though the long deep valley
Looking for a world I could arise in. 

And then a hand reached down through the rain
Through the misty darkness of cobblestone streets
Where the gutters were awash with pain
A new land came forward and the old ones retreat

Now the river keeps running through the valley
And the rain keeps fallin from above
Yet the sun has broken through the landscape 
And has filled that old valley with its love. 

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Just beyond.

Posted by appolus on June 12, 2022

Like the martyrs afterwards, at the stake and amid the flames, who it is testified that so deep was their inward joy  that they were unconscious of the external agony. so He was transported above His anguish by the very joy of His Father’s presence and love. It was this that enabled Him  to endure “For the joy set before Him He endured the cross, despising the shame.” He saw not the deep dark valley of humiliation, but the heights of resurrection-life and ascension glory just beyond. And He was lifted above the consciousness of the present by the vision and hope and the joy of the Lord. This is the joy He gives to us. It is nothing less than the fullness of His own heart throbbing in our breast and sharing with us His own immutable blessedness (A.B.Simpson)

Do you see what the brother is saying saints? He did not see the dark valley of humiliation rather He saw  the heights of resurrection life and the glory “just beyond.” This is the power of the Holy Spirit working in us. The same Holy Spirit that was in the Lord Jesus Christ is in you and He gives you the same vision that the Lord had in this sense. Can you see what is just beyond? Just beyond your circumstances. Just beyond your trial. Just beyond your sickness. Just beyond your enemies. We have the power in us to see just beyond the horizon of this world and glimpse the ascension glory of eternity. The world to come, the world beyond this, the world that already exists in us, the world we actually walk in. The Kingdom. And we see the Kingdoms King and His name is Jesus.

And so as the days grow darker look up and see the light. As the enemy grows bolder know that you have the power to stand and fight. There are no mortal flames that can burn the glory down. It only intensifies the light above and gives us greater sight to see the one who wears the crown. What flood can overwhelm us when He raises us to higher ground? Shall we not count it all rather as rubbish so that in Him we shall be found? There is an eternal fountain of gladness and joy that we have access too. As we stand upon His holy Hill and be drenched by the morning dew that falls from heavens heights. And so we stay close to the one who leads us on and speaks to us in the still small voice. And to that voice we must respond. If we are to see the light of Christ and see what is just beyond. The glory of the risen King, the one to whom we all shall sing…….Holy, Holy, Holy is the Lord God Almighty, who was and is and is to come. Crown Him with many crowns.

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No more weeping!

Posted by appolus on March 24, 2022

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Freedom is?

Posted by appolus on December 26, 2021

Freedom is totally unconfined
And surely break the cords that bind
It set me adrift in the midst of an endless sea
It swallowed and consumed me, now I am surely free

Freedom is the reason that He came from up above
Freedom is His work and the consequences of
The Fathers love and His desire to set the captives free
And every saint in all the earth shall surely all agree

That freedom is the narrow path as wide as the Fathers heart
And freedom is the cords of love that never comes apart
It is the mighty rushing wind, an unstoppable incoming tide
It is the depths of the Fathers heart, the place where I shall hide

The Kingdom of God, my heart cries out, and calls it freedom land
It is the solid Rock in a sinking world, where I forever stand
It is the air I breath, each beat of my heart, which He gave unto me
It is nail pierced hands and wounded side that set my spirit free

Calvary alone attests to the work that Christ Himself has done
And to freedoms glorious victory that He alone has won
Who could have ever known that to nail Christ to a tree
Would destroy the power of bondage and set the captive free

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When the leaves begin to fall.

Posted by appolus on November 22, 2021

When all the leaves have faded 
And fallen to the ground
I pray the trees still standing
Right there on Holy ground.

When everything is stripped away
And we stand before the throne
And we have no earthly covering
but the Blood of Christ alone

We'll see what only God can see
And where it had begun
On the wretched bloody battle-field 
Of Calvary there, was won.

The Blood He shed for you and me
It covers everything 
And though we stand there naked
There stands our Christ the King

And there we'll know as we are known
White garments dressed before the throne
There'll never be another fall
For the Blood of Christ it covers all.

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The battleground

Posted by appolus on October 27, 2021

When I tell people that I am going home to Scotland, many people say, innocently enough, things like "oh that must be really nice, I wish I was coming with you, you are so lucky." I usually just nod and smile. How can they know that Scotland to me, in great part, is the land of my lost childhood. The land where I buried my son, where I almost lost another. Some of the darkest years of my life were swallowed up by alcohol and drugs, lost in oblivion, in the land of my birth. And yet I do love it. I love the people. I love the mountains and the valleys and the river that ran through my valley, the River Clyde. It is emblazoned upon my mind. Here below is a poem I wrote which might give you a better understanding of what it means for me to "go home." I wrote it to the fallen pieces of my heart that I left behind so long ago. I am sure many Americans could relate to this, it would just be the their own small town, the place of their birth. 

The battleground. 

I'm now going back to the battleground 
To see if the pieces of my heart can be found
I left them where they fell so many years ago
In the midst of a perpetual winter, underneath the falling snow

I want to gather them up and tell them where I've been
Of the sunshine that I've walked in and the glory I have seen
A land so far from this place, that dwells on higher ground
Far removed from the frozen land and from the battleground

And so to all the pieces that I had to leave behind
I have a brand new heart and a fully restored mind
Amidst the flame and fire of the battles long ago
Ive come to show you something of what it means to grow. 

The heart that's cut to pieces and memories departed
He came to raise you up again and heal the brokenhearted
He'll take from all the ashes, and there beauty shall be found
Where once was broken pieces amidst the battleground. 

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Rivers of Grace

Posted by appolus on August 24, 2021

Rivers of grace and oceans of love
Is always sufficient is always enough
The heavens shall open and rain down on me
I who was captive now gloriously free

It raises me up to where I belong
That which was weak, is now very strong
This river of grace, this ocean of love
Takes me to places I've never dreamed of

I found the Father without any chart
And Jesus His Son to the depths of His heart
Now Only in thee can I ever abide
In the cleft if the Rock, I forever shall hide

Rivers of grace and oceans of love
My glorious Jesus is more than enough
The heavens wide open rains down upon me
No longer a captive just gloriously set free.

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In the desert heights

Posted by appolus on June 24, 2021

I will open rivers in the desert heights 
I will illuminate the darkness on the darkest nights
I will be a cloud to you in the heat of the day
Follow me my child I will show you the way

I will make the wilderness like a pool of water
I will strengthen you though ye be like lambs to the slaughter
When they hang you high I will raise you higher
You will praise My name in the midst of the fire 

When they put you in the dungeon and throw away the key
You will sing songs of glory for I have set you free
There are no chains that can ever hold you down
For I have robed you in glory and placed upon your head a crown

Streams of heavenly glory flow down to you oh man
I saw you born again, I saw when it all began 
No child of mine shall beg nor ever sell his own birthright 
Rather stand he in the battle, he will stand and fight 

We do not fight with flesh and blood, rather principalities and powers
We pull down every stronghold and demolish demonic towers
The Lord has called us to righteousness and He will hold our hand
And by the power of His glory, we shall forever stand.

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I hold the reins of chaos.

Posted by appolus on June 15, 2021

Rain down you heavens from above
Let the skies pour forth in righteousness 
Be drenched by His glorious love 
And let His light expel all darkness

I am the Lord your God and there is no other
Look to me alone as your narrow way
Do not be distracted by any other lover
And I will lead and guide you every single day

I have formed the light and created the darkness
I make peace and hold the reins of calamity
Yet in my Hands you are safe from all the madness 
And despite all you see there is only my reality

Darkness and light are both the same to Me 
And I have created the path that lies before you
Whether mountains or valleys or the wildest desolate seas
I will forge your steps and I will take you through

You shall walk through fires and you shall not be burned 
You shall wade through floods and not be overwhelmed 
You shall keep your eyes on me and never be turned 
When you are covered by My Blood you are never condemned.

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