Author Archives: Joel Emerson

Chrysalis

“What am I,” said the clay to the Potter, “A handful of dirt and a dose of water? A roaming pilgrim to grave from birth, Slave to time, prisoner of earth. Why give joy, why give pleasure, When all my … Continue reading

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Chatterbox

Walkin’ and talkin’ with Jesus, what a way to spend the day, Some folks think I’m crazy; they don’t use their faith to pray. They use it all on things like money and fool’s gold, But that won’t buy a … Continue reading

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Braketime

God gives to us a day of rest From strain of work and labor’s quest. We’ve much to do, no time to take This God-ordained Holy break. But He Himself had His day, Are we above His perfect way? The … Continue reading

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A Sabbath Rest for the Earth

The earth shall receive its Sabbath one day, The time we’ve all been taught for to pray. A rest from war, yes a time of great peace, From destruction and evil, it will be a relief. Satan will be bound … Continue reading

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The Shepherd’s sTaff

Jesus Christ Great Shepherd, brought this wandering sheep back home, Rescued me from the roaring lion when I was all alone. Bound my wounds with TLC, washed my wool with Blood, Saved me from my evil sin, though it was … Continue reading

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YESTERDAY SO FARAWAY, TODAY I PRAY I’M HERE TO STAY

Exiled to a lonely isle, This lowly sinner had lost his smile. No friends, no kin, no family, Only deceptive creatures of insanity. Far away from love and grace, Though hordes surround what a lonely place. Oh woe to find … Continue reading

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Borrowed Time

Every day’s a diamond that can’t be bought or sold, Like water in your hand you cannot grasp or hold. Time is such a precious gift the Lord gives every minute, And like the wind it blows on by even … Continue reading

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Battle Ready

Little Dave faced a giant, though he was small and all alone, Without any armor or a sword, with only a sling and little stone. The King called for his armor for little Dave to wear, But Dave, he was … Continue reading

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For Me

This crossbeam my Savior bore down the street, His battered body, torn, bruised and beat. He carried till He could no more, Though His suffering incomplete, there was more in store. One week before, He was hailed as King, Now … Continue reading

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Crucify Me

Oh that I would be crucified, yes crucified with Christ, And I’d be free from all that’s me and He would be my life. Both time and earthly money I’ve spent upon the King, Thanks and worship I do offer … Continue reading

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