Five Poems About God

By Marina Rojas

Copyright 2011 Marina Rojas

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TABLE OF CONTENTS

MAGNIFICENT ONE

THE BATTLE BOW IS BROKEN

YOU NEVER EVER FAIL ME

THE TEMPLE

THE PREACHER

About the Author

MAGNIFICENT ONE

Magnificent One,
O Holiest King
To You I bow down,
To You I do sing.

I seek first Your kingdom
I seek first Your love
You look for the seeker
With eyes turned above.

I look not to the left
And not to the right
I seek first Your kingdom
I search day and night.

To know that You're with me
To know I'm Your love
To seek first Your kingdom
And heaven above.

THE BATTLE BOW IS BROKEN

The battle bow is broken
And peace has been proclaimed
His rule extends from sea to sea
Sing glory to His name!

His arrows flash like lightning
The trumpet sounds the Lord
His southern march is like a storm
His victory plans are formed.

The Lord will shield His people
The enemy destroyed
The Lord will save us on that day
Praise God and lift your voice!

He’ll bring His flock of people
They’ll sparkle in the land
Just like the jewels up in His crown
Or lightning in His hand.

In distant lands we’ll know Him
And daily will we talk
He’ll strengthen us, the Lord our God
And in His name we’ll walk.

He’ll bring rain for us in springtime
We’ll pass through troubled seas
He is our sword and strength our God
Praise Him on bended knees!

The battle bow is broken
And victory’s been proclaimed
His rule extends from sea to sea
Sing glory to His name!

YOU NEVER EVER FAIL ME

Lord, you forgive me all my failures
They seem to happen all the time
I want so very much to please you
But I’ll just have to keep on tryin’

I can feel you pick me up, though
When I stumble and I fall
And you tell me that you love me
With the greatest love of all.

You have never, ever failed me
Although I always go away
You have always, always loved me
And you stay near, come what may.

I can hear your voice a-calling,
I can hear you call me “child”
I can feel your arms around me
When you hold me for a while.

Your love is true and tender
Your loving arms they hold me tight
And you are always waiting for me
To call on you, both day and night.

THE TEMPLE

Standing before the crumbling temple,
I looked up, and gaped, in awe
At the empty, aching loneliness
Of the desolation....that I saw.

The place was parched and barren
And a dry wind just blew right through
All of the broken, shattered windows.

So I looked around for You.

Yet, You were nowhere to be found.
You were nowhere that I could see.

And as I stood and stared at that temple...
I realized...that temple....was me.

Abandoned, neglected, filthy,
My temple was a wreck.
Full of pain and sorrow,
With a yoke of sins around my neck.

I cried out, "My dear God! My Father! Save me!
Please, please, come into this place!

And as I turned back to see the temple,
I looked up to see Your face.

You took the time to clean my temple,
Knocked down the cobwebs that I had spun...
As you repaired the broken doors and windows,

The loving breath of the Holy Spirit begun

To blow through the hidden chambers,
Hidden way beneath my heart,
And the temple rooms began to teem with life,
You gave me a brand new start.

THE PREACHER

Our church had a guest speaker who spoke on Jesus’ washing of His disciples’ feet. (John Chapter 13) After service, I went home pondering the message.

Today, I heard the preacher say
To give yourself- your life away
And pondering his spoken word,
At first, his point seemed quite absurd.

But listening more, all fraught with dread,
To hear again, the things he said.
It came so clear, clear as a bell,
A servant’s heart described so well.

A towel around my waist I need,
To serve my fellow man, indeed
A towel that no one else must see,
A covenant, between my God and me.

Today I heard the preacher say
You have to give your life away,
Not just to hear about the call,
But to submit, and give it all.

He said if I would live this way,
I’d be like Christ, more every day.
I think, I’d like so much to be,
More like that Man on Calvary.

So, I will hold tight onto my towel,
And serve my fellow man somehow,
Because I heard the Preacher say,
You have to give your life away.

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About the Author

A child of the 60’s, Marina Rojas grew up in a family that was more crazy than dysfunctional, spending most of her time avoiding contact with other members of the same species at all costs.  Reading her way through childhood, writing stories became a past time that allowed her to keep fond memories of times that were good and not so really great.  In the end it all ended up well for prosperity and for the sake of being able to look back, laugh at it and cheer “I made it!” in spite of the craziness that is part of the human race.

As mother to four wonderfully productive members of society, mother-in-law to two wonderful chosen ones, she is grandmother to four perfect little angels.  Marina delights in every moment with her family and thanks God for them daily.

A Small Thank You

I would like to thank you for using some of your most precious time to read my stories and poems.  I have written them with the hope of giving someone encouragement, perhaps a little laughter for today and most of all, because I just had to.

Other Stories or Poems You Might Enjoy by Marina

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https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/146199

Once you’ve finished reading my stuff, please consider a short review of them; be gentle however, you know how delicate us ‘artistes’ can be.  Nah, just kidding!  Let me know what you think about what I’m saying.  I can take it!

Again, thanks so much for the time you spend in reading my work…I pray you will think it was time well spent.

God Bless You and Your Loved Ones