A thread of Blain's Psalms

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Blain

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I just love meditating on how much God loves all of us.....His love is absolutely amazing to me and so life-giving!

The enemy really does not want us to know or understand God’s love for us because once we do - it’s so empowering to know and experience God’s love.

You know His love for you - it’s evident in the words you write....

Wooooohooo! We are looooooooved by God! :love:(y)
Yes his love is what something else entirely. You know when I first became saved I asked God how can I become strong in you? And the first and best advice he ever gave me was the response he spoke to me, seek love first and everything else will be given.
I took his advice to heart and sought after his love to know it to have it to relish in it I had a thirst and hunger that to this day only deepens.

And the interesting thing is that of all the gifts of the spirit his love is what my greatest strength is
 

Blain

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A day of joy and a night of life, the heavens praise and worship the lord as they father molds his craft. In his hands a soul he gently molds, with care and love he forms the child he treasures. For I the lord who knew you even before you were formed in your mothers womb have taken pride in my creation.
Though you knew not I knew you, though you were unaware you were mine.

My precious one whom my hearts pride and joy is, you who is celebrated since the creation of your birth, if only you knew the love I poured into your being. if only on that day you were present to see your creation. in my hands did I hold a treasure beyond measure and in my eyes were the love you would come to know.
As you and your loved ones celebrate the day of your birth my kingdom is in remembrance of the glory of your creation and a feast in accord is held, yes for you my beloved I hold such a feast for you are my child whom I the lord have taken great care to form.
I watch you my dear one as you grow and live, I walk with you and sing with you, I cry with you and I laugh with you. Never was there a time I was not with you never once did I leave your side and not hold your hand. Strong one, honored one, my beloved treasure. If you could only see if you could only know if there were words to speak of my joy in you.

How I long to show you the beauty of this day and the depth of it's wonder, how my heart sings over you and my arms blanket you. As you celebrate the day of your birth and celebrate the birth of others recall my words in your mind body and soul. Let the feelings I pour into you with these hands reach your heart and cut it as a blade. Let the love bleed and the wonder overflow. Let the rain of my praise over you drench you without umbrella, for in you I shower my love and over you is my glory, and in my glory do the heavens sing and dance and on this day are the heavens shaken abound with the drums of joy and honor.

Do you think yourself unworthy of such things? do you hesitate to take my gift to you? Am I not the lord of lord? are my words not without equal? Be still my wonderful creation and absorb, be fruitful and flourish in letting my words embrace your heart. For though you celebrate this day on earth the heavens are trembling at this very moment for in my craft was my glory realized and in my love were you born.
 

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A day of joy and a night of life, the heavens praise and worship the lord as they father molds his craft. In his hands a soul he gently molds, with care and love he forms the child he treasures. For I the lord who knew you even before you were formed in your mothers womb have taken pride in my creation.
Though you knew not I knew you, though you were unaware you were mine.

My precious one whom my hearts pride and joy is, you who is celebrated since the creation of your birth, if only you knew the love I poured into your being. if only on that day you were present to see your creation. in my hands did I hold a treasure beyond measure and in my eyes were the love you would come to know.
As you and your loved ones celebrate the day of your birth my kingdom is in remembrance of the glory of your creation and a feast in accord is held, yes for you my beloved I hold such a feast for you are my child whom I the lord have taken great care to form.
I watch you my dear one as you grow and live, I walk with you and sing with you, I cry with you and I laugh with you. Never was there a time I was not with you never once did I leave your side and not hold your hand. Strong one, honored one, my beloved treasure. If you could only see if you could only know if there were words to speak of my joy in you.

How I long to show you the beauty of this day and the depth of it's wonder, how my heart sings over you and my arms blanket you. As you celebrate the day of your birth and celebrate the birth of others recall my words in your mind body and soul. Let the feelings I pour into you with these hands reach your heart and cut it as a blade. Let the love bleed and the wonder overflow. Let the rain of my praise over you drench you without umbrella, for in you I shower my love and over you is my glory, and in my glory do the heavens sing and dance and on this day are the heavens shaken abound with the drums of joy and honor.

Do you think yourself unworthy of such things? do you hesitate to take my gift to you? Am I not the lord of lord? are my words not without equal? Be still my wonderful creation and absorb, be fruitful and flourish in letting my words embrace your heart. For though you celebrate this day on earth the heavens are trembling at this very moment for in my craft was my glory realized and in my love were you born.
Oh Blain, that is absolutely beautiful!!!!! So much joy God has over His creation, so much love!!!

Thank you for writing this poem and sharing with all of us!!! This poem is for you, too! :love:(y)
 

Blain

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Oh Blain, that is absolutely beautiful!!!!! So much joy God has over His creation, so much love!!!

Thank you for writing this poem and sharing with all of us!!! This poem is for you, too! :love:(y)
I am so glad you loved it, I just wish there was a sticky on the forum om david's heart so that everyone wouldn't have to scroll to find it
 

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What I long to say I am mute, what I long to hear I am deaf. Where I long to walk I am crippled, where I cry for purity and healing I am a leper. How my soul cries for clarity oh Lord, how my heart seeks and listens but hears no sound. To my king, my beloved my cherished one hear your servants cries, let him that has ear to hear hear, let him that has tongue to speak speak let him that has feet follow.

For my soul my king is torn entwine. my spirit speaks things I know not nor can I confide in, my heart sings a song in which I know the tune but not the words and my mind ponders but dismisses. It is to my desperation oh precious one that your servant cries, in the only way that he knows he writes to his king.

For indeed desperate am I and silent is your lips, your spirit flows with each song every word spoken and every moving image but alas I cannot hear nor do I understand. To you I write in hope, in your I leave my prayer. If you should speak to me lord then let me hear, if I hear let me listen. If I listen let me understand, if I understand then let me move.
For I hear it father as a small voice, I feel it lord as a stirring fire, I sense it lord as a river of water and yet the bedrocks cascade the flow and I in my weakness cannot drink. To you father I beg to you my love I come in desperate need. If you should speak to your servant then let your words roar like thunder so that even the deaf can hear, if you should show him wonders in visions then let it be as brilliant as the sky so that even the blind can see.

If you speak such things to your servants heart he would listen, if you would show him such things he could see. As a scholar he years to understand, as an artist he craves to paint as a sinner he dreams of your righteousness. But my lord as you have spoken things to your servant and stirred his spirit will you not hear his soul in it's cries? can you not see my king how he seeks, how he knocks, how he asks but the door remains locked?

For you know why I write, you hear what my heart sings and what my soul cries, you know my lord all that oppose me all that stumbles me. You know all I ask and in why I ask. And so in according to your word my king for you are not a liar let him who ask be given
 

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What I long to say I am mute, what I long to hear I am deaf. Where I long to walk I am crippled, where I cry for purity and healing I am a leper. How my soul cries for clarity oh Lord, how my heart seeks and listens but hears no sound. To my king, my beloved my cherished one hear your servants cries, let him that has ear to hear hear, let him that has tongue to speak speak let him that has feet follow.

For my soul my king is torn entwine. my spirit speaks things I know not nor can I confide in, my heart sings a song in which I know the tune but not the words and my mind ponders but dismisses. It is to my desperation oh precious one that your servant cries, in the only way that he knows he writes to his king.

For indeed desperate am I and silent is your lips, your spirit flows with each song every word spoken and every moving image but alas I cannot hear nor do I understand. To you I write in hope, in your I leave my prayer. If you should speak to me lord then let me hear, if I hear let me listen. If I listen let me understand, if I understand then let me move.
For I hear it father as a small voice, I feel it lord as a stirring fire, I sense it lord as a river of water and yet the bedrocks cascade the flow and I in my weakness cannot drink. To you father I beg to you my love I come in desperate need. If you should speak to your servant then let your words roar like thunder so that even the deaf can hear, if you should show him wonders in visions then let it be as brilliant as the sky so that even the blind can see.

If you speak such things to your servants heart he would listen, if you would show him such things he could see. As a scholar he years to understand, as an artist he craves to paint as a sinner he dreams of your righteousness. But my lord as you have spoken things to your servant and stirred his spirit will you not hear his soul in it's cries? can you not see my king how he seeks, how he knocks, how he asks but the door remains locked?

For you know why I write, you hear what my heart sings and what my soul cries, you know my lord all that oppose me all that stumbles me. You know all I ask and in why I ask. And so in according to your word my king for you are not a liar let him who ask be given
Absolutely beautiful! You captured the depth of a seeking heart to hear, know, understand, touch and feel God our Father’s heart and mind....His ways.....beautiful! :love:(y)
 

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Absolutely beautiful! You captured the depth of a seeking heart to hear, know, understand, touch and feel God our Father’s heart and mind....His ways.....beautiful! :love:(y)
Well this spalm is for anyone who knows such a heart but in all honesty this one was from the depths of my own heart, I could have sworn last night after I wrote this I heard a voice call me the hungry one as if it was a title
 

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Let the sunshine glisten, allow the streams to flow unburdened, show the brilliance of the shining moon as she brightens the darkness of the night. Sing of birds of fortune, blow oh winds of stirring for a day of days is at hand. The fire that burns in the heart of the king, the light of which shines forth his magesty blinding as it is, the voice that calls just over the horizon speak the name of whom you have adored.

The name of all names and the Lord of all Lords. the lion and the lamb the mighty and the meek. For he himself has known and will speak, for he himself has bought and will covet. For the blood of the king a royal sacrafice has he given for his chosen ones.
A pouring he give them a title he grants, authority is theirs and sent forth have been called. Arise oh warriors of our Lord for your time is at hand, raise the shouts and the battle cries for the battle is here. The darkness has onslaught and the wicked have prevailed, the light in hearts of all is dimering and the tears of the battered overflow

A year has come of trouble and fear, a sickness abounds and the world enrages. The fires of war in the minds of the world a the prayers of the saints ascend. A power that comes a moving that nears, fear not beloveds for your struggles will fall, cry no more oh bruised and battered warriors for your prayers have been heard. An answer that comes swifter than the lightning, a fire that has risen in the hearts of his children. In sync are their spirits in ringing is their voice.

For in their souls they sense it, in their eyes they burn it, in their blood they surge it. A prophecy is given a promise to be kept. A mystery at hand and A walk now over. Hear the joy that uplifts in the heavens accept the scroll of your calling. For the time has come and is here even now that the king calls for arms. Fall oh you spirits of blood and wickedness for his army is ready, stagger solders of the fallen for you will soon fall. Walk in shame enemeis of the king for his children will push back, shout in anger of wicked ones for in his power they soon will walk.
An anointing will they recieve and in new light shall they conquer, in life and in power shall the come soon to meet you. A thunder you shall hear of the sound of his mighty ones a shiver down your spine will you quake. No more will you weaken their souls, no more shall you have influence over their hearts for they have been empowered by the one you have slain. Listen oh precious ones to the lords calling, for he is speaking and he is calling. Soon will you recieve the scroll of the call and near is the calling of your name. For you know full well what the spirit is speaking though you understand it not, for you see clearly what is at hand over the horizon though you conceive it not, and you hear the calling stirring inside though you express it not.

Listen To the voice inside that whispers for these things are not unknown, hear the calling that he presents to you beloved and accept it. As before an outpouring comes near and your arms are you called you take,
For very soon shall you walk in his power like never seen before
 
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Let the sunshine glisten, allow the streams to flow unburdened, show the brilliance of the shining moon as she brightens the darkness of the night. Sing of birds of fortune, blow oh winds of stirring for a day of days is at hand. The fire that burns in the heart of the king, the light of which shines forth his magesty blinding as it is, the voice that calls just over the horizon speak the name of whom you have adored.

The name of all names and the Lord of all Lords. the lion and the lamb the mighty and the meek. For he himself has known and will speak, for he himself has bought and will covet. For the blood of the king a royal sacrafice has he given for his chosen ones.
A pouring he give them a title he grants, authority is theirs and sent forth have been called. Arise oh warriors of our Lord for your time is at hand, raise the shouts and the battle cries for the battle is here. The darkness has onslaught and the wicked have prevailed, the light in hearts of all is dimering and the tears of the battered overflow

A year has come of trouble and fear, a sickness abounds and the world enrages. The fires of war in the minds of the world a the prayers of the saints ascend. A power that comes a moving that nears, fear not beloveds for your struggles will fall, cry no more oh bruised and battered warriors for your prayers have been heard. An answer that comes swifter than the lightning, a fire that has risen in the hearts of his children. In sync are their spirits in ringing is their voice.

For in their souls they sense it, in their eyes they burn it, in their blood they surge it. A prophecy is given a promise to be kept. A mystery at hand and A walk now over. Hear the joy that uplifts in the heavens accept the scroll of your calling. For the time has come and is here even now that the king calls for arms. Fall oh you spirits of blood and wickedness for his army is ready, stagger solders of the fallen for you will soon fall. Walk in shame enemeis of the king for his children will push back, shout in anger of wicked ones for in his power they soon will walk.
An anointing will they recieve and in new light shall they conquer, in life and in power shall the come soon to meet you. A thunder you shall hear of the sound of his mighty ones a shiver down your spine will you quake. No more will you weaken their souls, no more shall you have influence over their hearts for they have been empowered by the one you have slain. Listen oh precious ones to the lords calling, for he is speaking and he is calling. Soon will you recieve the scroll of the call and near is the calling of your name. For you know full well what the spirit is speaking though you understand it not, for you see clearly what is at hand over the horizon though you conceive it not, and you hear the calling stirring inside though you express it not.

Listen To the voice inside that whispers for these things are not unknown, hear the calling that he presents to you beloved and accept it. As before an outpouring comes near and your arms are you called you take,
For very soon shall you walk in his power like never seen before
Amen! Those words are alive and breathe life into my soul! Amen. :love:(y)
 

Blain

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Amen! Those words are alive and breathe life into my soul! Amen. :love:(y)
I am so glad, normally the words just flow but on occasion like this time I have to ask God what to speak and this was a powerful one it was like I felt his words ringing through my body and it was almost as if it was written in power in general like there was such authority in it like his thundering voice was speaking as I wrote truly an amazing experience