Hope In The Home

Where are the rescuers? You say,
And where, you say, is hope?
I'm hanging on by finger tips,

As I'm sliding down this slope,
I can't get a foothold,

I can barely cope,
But hang on just a little longer,
We're here to bring you hope:

Hope is where the home is,
We're bringing hope into your home,
And if your hopeless or homeless,
You don't need to feel alone,

We're bringing hope home,
To where it does not roost,
Wherever it is,
That hope needs a boost,
Where there's darkness we bring light,
In the power of his name,
Bringing dignity and honour,
In place of the shame,

Where there is mourning,
We bring dancing,
And where there's despair,
We're changing the tune,
To a song of praise, there,
Will be no more mourning ,
No crying or pain,
Where we're going,
We declare it In Jesus Christ's name,

And on earth there's a taste,
Of the goodness to come,
Here and now you can know hope,
In the name of God's son,
You can know power,
And victory won,
Whoever you are
Whatever you've done,

The lost and abandoned,

The orphaned, neglected,

The overlooked and abused,

The defamed and rejected,

The drunks and the junkies,

The thugs and the thieves,

Those who have nothing,

Nothing left to believe,

Those who are rich,

Rich enough to know,

That inside they're poor,

Though they never let it show,

The gamblers and addicts,

The unloved and unsung,

The indebted and desperate,

The dreamers rudely awoken,

 

Before the dream has begun,

The single mothers,

The fatherless child,

The homeless and helpless,

The lost and exiled,

The kicked about, kicked out,

Locked out, shut the door,

The knocked about, knocked out,

Knocked down to the floor,

The kicked in, the victim,

Can't take any more,

With all this hell being mixed in,

Crying 'why' and 'what for?'

I say whoever you are,

I say whatever you've done,

If you're someone's daughter,

If you're someone's son,

Listen,

You can know peace,

You too can know hope,

We'll give you a hand,
We'll pass you the rope,

Here you go, Here it is,

Are you ready? take hold

It's God's love,
Take it,

It's free and not sold,

It's not bronze or silver,
It may be free... but it's gold,
You may be lost sheep, but don't lose sleep,
But he left 99 others to bring you into the fold,
 Don't weep, that'll keep,
All you need to do, is ask him into your soul,

Jesus, I'm sorry
I know I've done wrong,
I want to change my tune,
I want to sing your song,

I want to feel hope
I want to know your love,
I'll stop looking around
And start looking above,

Jesus, I trust you,
You died and rose for me,
I want to live for you
To be with you
Eternally

Please change me,
Rearrange me,
Forgive me, Make me yours,
Fill me with your love
I'm opening my doors,
I'm getting rid of old ways,
I'm saying no more to sin,
I'm tired of messing up my way,
So Jesus please, come in,


So, there it is, there you go,
There's a chance to grab the rope,
Connecting with Jesus,
Is connecting with hope,

Don't be afraid, to take his hand,
This hope won't disappoint you,
He'll pour his love into your heart,
In fact he will anoint you,
That's a picture of how Israel appointed their kings,
But instead of pouring oil on you,
He'll pour out his Spirit, Make your heart sing,

You are loved more than you know,
Loved as loved could be,
Let love fill your lives,
And the truth will set you free,

And remember, God hears you and sees you,
You are not alone,
He's there, ready and willing,
To bring his hope home

You Can't Rule (With Your Head In The sand)

You can't plough the field,

Without the plough in your hand,

You can't walk away,

And keep the promised land,

And you can't begin to rule,

With your head stuck in the sand,

If you don't build upon the rock,

The house will never stand,

Don't be a white-washed tomb,

Pretty but dead on the inside,

Remember you may be proud,

But it's the fall comes after pride,

Careful where you see in others,

An eye-speck which you've spied,

There's a plank in your own eye,

That's generously sized,

Be either hot or cold,

Or you will be spewed out,

You say that you are wealthy,

That kind of wealth's not what it's about,

Wretched, blind and naked,

Poor in spite of what you spout,

Buy clothes and salve from him,

So you can see without a doubt,

Start counting up the cost,

Strengthen what remains,

Fill your lamp up with oil,

We're in the birth pains,

The dark night of the soul,

Is long and dark and strange,

But when the morning comes boy,

Get ready to see the change,

When you see it coming,

When the moon is turning red,

Don't stand there and gawp,

Don't fill your mind with dread,

Behold the days are coming,

When a bag of gold will buy some bread,

But then your redemption is near son,

Lift up your head,

Dressed

She dressed
His hair with oil
His feet
With her tears
All she had,
She poured on him there,
Little did she know
That this fragrance
On Calvary,
Was all
That he would wear

They dressed him
In faux royal robes,
And crown of thorns,
And mocks and taunts and blows
But those too were stripped
As was his flesh
And they gambled for his clothes,

Naked as the cross wore him,
He wore the shame,
And sin,
Still the fragrance
Of her
Love poured out,
He was breathing in,

And in the garden,
As he walked there,
In the early hours
The pure nard
Scented the air
With freshly opened flowers

Mary,

Peter, Peter

Peter, Peter,
I've got some news for you Pete,
It may quite be quite hard to hear,
Are you still on your feet?
You may wanna sit down,
For what I've got to say,
So plonk yourself there
Don't run away.....

Jesus, Jesus,
What news have you got?
Is it my mother?
Has she had her lot?
Or is it my dad? Have some of his boats sunk?
Or has he gone for a swim again,
Whilst he was still drunk?

Peter, Peter,
It's none of those things,
It's worse in a way,
In fact it just might sting,
What I need to say, well,
It might smart a bit,
But that is the reason ,
I asked you to sit,


Jesus, Jesus,
Don't beat round the bush,
Don't couch your terms,
Don't give me that mush,
I've been with you now
Long enough to know
You'll tell it to me straight,
And level with me.....so?

So?

Peter, Peter,
I've been praying for you,
I've been speaking to God,
Bad news though, Satan has too!
And what he had to say, well
It concerns you Pete,
You see, he's kind of asked,
To sift you,
You know,
Like wheat!

Jesus, Jesus,
You had me going there,
Phew, is that all?
You really gave me a scare
I'd expect it from him,
I'm sure it will be fine,
He's the accuser of the saints,
He must be asking that all the time

Jesus, Jesus,
So what did God say,
Told him just to 'do one' I expect,
God's so good that way
Told him; 'Look this is my son's mate,
You know, his right hand man,
Go on Satan, sling your hook
Who do you think I am?"

Peter, Peter,
Urmmmm
Not exactly..

Jesus, Jesus,,
It's not as if God would do that anyhow,
But I must admit,
I'm getting nervous now,
I mean as if God would put me in HIS hands,
And anyway what would he want with me?
Basically I'm  just a fisherman?

Peter, Peter,
Petey, Petey, Pete,
Don't get quite so nervous,
Stop pacing up and down the street
I know it's hard to hear,
And Look, this isn't sweet,
But, as I said before,
He's asked to sift you, just like wheat,

Jesus, Jesus, Jesus,
Sift me like wheat you said?
Sifting sounds quite gentle
Is it like a lie in bed?,
Maybe not Boss, think!
Perhaps this is not so bad,
You can still get me out of this,
You're gonna have to call your Dad,

You can tell him to protect me,
To put an Angel over me,
Flaming sword aloft,
To sever in twain the enemy?

Mmm, Peter,  not exactly.
I know you don't want to feel the heat,
But I'm afraid that's not the plan,
I already spoke to him, Pete,
What did I say to him?
Pete, what did I ask?
I asked him not to spare you,
But to strengthen you for the task,

There is a purpose here,
Get the wind into your sail,
You can turn and strengthen brothers,
I've prayed Your faith wont fail,

Peter don't be afraid,
Oh Simon, Simon Pete,
I'm never going to leave you,
You have landed on your feet,
The worst is yet to come,
I'm afraid this still is true,
But you will strengthen others
After I have strengthened you.

Just A Poem

 

This is just a poem

If you don't like it

Walk on

Go on

Just keep goin'

I wont hate you

Or judge you

Though you've no way of knowin'

You must trust me,

Seriously,

It's Just a poem

It's not death after life

It's not life or death

It's not the end of your world

Or your final breath

It's not dreams come to naught

Or your soul bereft,

It's something more important

That carries more heft

This is just a poem

A moment

A meaning

A contusion showing

Emotion beneath the skin bubbling up

Microwaved milk spilling over the cup

This is the seed that I'm sowin'

But it's still just a poem,

If you hate it

Or love it,

You've learned the worth

A reaction is enough

If not new birth

Then a day in the sun

Before being buried in earth

I've touched you

I've lost you

I've created mirth

I've bored or Ignored you

Or thrilled you in verse

But I haven't killed you

Or anything worse
 

This is, after all

Just a poem

And if you don't like it...don't stop

Just keep going

Don't read further or listen

To the flow that is going

This thing is not yet

Showing any sign of slowing

And anyway,

As I said,

 

It's Just a poem,

I write and perform

For those who'll connect

To this moment

It's life to accept or reject

This poem can be like the cassette you'd eject

Or press play

Maybe stay

Maybe you've not decided yet

Maybe rewind

Or press pause

The decision is yours

But if you don't mind,

I will just keep goin'

Though it's not Shakespeare

And it's just a poem

It's mine

And I think

It's absolutely fine,

Not accolade, I know

Nor high renown

Not critical acclaim

Not the talk of the town,

I just thought of it

and wrote it down,

Yeah this is just a poem,

If you thought It was more

Had you going

No this is just a poem,

But poems are just moments in words

And moments are the smallest units of life

So don't ignore them

The moments I mean,

Not the poems,

Please

Feel free

Just keep going

High Time

I wont hide in corners
I wont avoid detection
I will face my demon
I reject rejection

I accept acceptance
I will release release
I'm walking hand in hand
With Big Bro,
The Prince of peace

I'm a city on a hill
In the middle of the night
I'm a light on a stand
I'm standing in day-light

I am loved as loved can be
I am loved before all time
I am loved into eternity
Loved with Love divine

I am the light of the world.
because
The light of his Love is in me
The light  shines in the darkness
The darkness shall never win me

High time
High time,
My time,
To Shine

Amputation

Now all of that gouging business
Makes more sense
Now the limb hacking legs off
Of the Sham and Pretence

Now the iconoclasm bears more weight
Now the Cleaving the meat off
Between trust and hate
Is something I can appreciate
Now I see my actual state

When the ship is struggling you unload cargo
Better to survive with a lightened load,
But when the boat is going down, you have to go,
Abandon Ship, Geronimo,

I am lost and without hope
I am dead in the water now
The gangrene has taken hold
This Limb shall no longer slow me down,

It's got to go
It's got to go
It's got to go

It's better to live without
And live
than die
And to die with

I choose without
Because I want to live