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The Plan

Mighty all God’s preparations

To create this Place called earth.

To bestow on all his children

Joyful, glorious mortal birth.

A place for all to grow to learn

To graduate for their return

To walk by faith right to the end

Once more to be with thee

Our God, eternal Friend.

Children of all Nations

Children of all nations wide

Gather round, make haste.

Soon the King of King returns.

There is no time to waste.

Doubts that covered heart and mind

Submit to reason sway,

Truth and love once more are found

In these the Latter Days.

He has

He designed the plan; He has marked the way.

That will lead us through each new born day.

Has charted the currents which cross the deep,

Appointed the Angels to guard our sleep.

Navigates winds ruling earth and sky.

                           Escorts our souls as homewards they fly.

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  He

                    

He who does all things well,

                                  To whom we turn our grieve to tell                                                        

                           Will see and know the reason why

We love, we lose, we live and die.

For unto Him all things are known.

And He will safely guide us home,

Where love and Friendship have no end.

He. He our Guide, our King, our Friend.

Return

Too much Greed and Power rule this our world of woe.

Nations lost in mass confusion, don’t know where to go.

Too many laws that ever take,

The strength of Souls until they break.

Where are we going?   When will it end?

When will you return, gentle Jesus our Friend?

Tourists

Tourist’s from a distend sphere

Exiled to gain knowledge here.

Chimes of heaven, chains of hell

Intertwined on earth they dwell

Knowledge how we longed for it,

Experience we thronged for it’

Hammer, chisel form the stone

Of earthly choices God’s are born.

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Perfection

In the depths of the ocean’s kind loving breast,

Some little stones lay in timeless rest

Longing for the blessed day,

When the currents flow would bear them away

To the coastline, the water’s edge let us go.

Know of sunshine, wind, thunder and rain,

Toss under us waves, lift up us again.

Wear off these rough edges,

Don’t spare us the pain.

For someday” He “

whilst passing by, will bend to pick

from the foreshores wide land.

With words of praise and joyous heart,

You and I, to take home as glittering gems.

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Try

We try so hard- so very hard to see life hidden plan

Jet through it all and over all, we know we seldom can.

So, complex is the human soul, unsearchable and wide.

Like wind or water, drifting clouds or restless Ocean tide.

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Pledges

Far the harbours light that promise safety,

Unknown storms which blow on distant shore.

Setting out to labour in God’s Vineyard

Keeping pledges, we had made before.

Long before

Long before the stars where set in orbit,

Or tides would ride the phantoms of the sea.

Long before our human hearts knew feelings

Our loving Father knew both you and me.

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Drowning

Drowning in the waters of our feelings,

Holding to the ores upon life’s sea,

 Longing to touch distant scene’s above,

 And peace to set us free.

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The Soul

The soul is intelligence, heavenly light.

Closed in mortality’s fleeting plied

Send to this realm of sorrow and pain

To experience joy, knowledge to gain.

To learn, to share and daily show

To him who send us here below

That someday even we may be, 

                                Forgiving, gracious, loving as “HE