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Amazing Love (And Can It Be)

"And can it be that I should gain an interest in the Savior's blood?
Died He for me, who caused His pain? For me, who Him to death pursued?
Amazing love! How can it be
that Thou, my God, should die for me?

Amazing love! How can it be that Thou, my God, should die for me?

He left His Father's throne above; so free, so infinite His grace!
Emptied Himself of all but love, and bled for Adam's helpless race!
'Tis mercy all, immense and free,
for, O my God, it found out me.

Amazing love! How can it be that Thou, my God, should die for me?

Long my imprisoned spirit lay fast-bound in sin and nature's night.
Thine eye diffused a quickening ray; I woke--the dungeon flamed with light!
My chains fell off, my heart was free!
I rose, went forth, and followed Thee!

Amazing love! How can it be that Thou, my God, should die for me?

No condemnation now I dread. Jesus, and all in Him, is mine!
Alive in Him, my living Head, and clothed in righteousness divine,
Bold I approach the eternal throne,
And claim the crown, through Christ my own."

Do You See The Light?
The Great Light is brilliant, all imitations look dark
Most people are deep in darkness with no spark
The world is black, where no glimmer pervades
Shadows cast long fingers all of which invades

God’s people have arisen into the Light all shining
His glory’s canopy covers them, there’s no declining
They suck off the milk of the nations and of kings
God bestows upon them riches and sealing rings

Eat out of the rock His honey, taste of His goodness
Drink His red wine, it divinely redeems you to fullness
Enter His House of Bread where His Presence does grow
Go into the Holy One for His Anointing Oil’s golden flow

By PowerOfLove
http://allpoetry.com/PowerOfLove

Revolution Comes
The gates of heaven are opened, with angels descending
With messages for the peoples with power transcending
Revolution’s in the air; change of structure and circumstance
The Light will become more evident to those in decadence

The walls of darkness are being shaken and tumble down
Freeing God’s people from their prisons, no more to drown
The embers are being fanned into a brilliant flames and fires
See the Holy One’s anointing break down the yokes into biers

Are you willing to let the Living God do whatever needs to be done?
So that you will go with the flow of his Excellence, to be able to run
Are you walking on Liberty’s beach or are you safe in your little rut?
Take care that you are moving in God or else you might be cut

God is moving, to release ministries to the least in his Kingdom
Endowing upon these ones the resources needed for freedom
Have you paid the cost for the pearl in the field that is beyond price
Do you have the Wisdom to sell everything you hold dear in a trice

The King of Glory has entered through the gates opened wide
Receive from him all he has with the Prince of Peace by your side
The sun and the moon will be a mere shadow beside His Light
See the darkness’ strategies, devices and fears all put to flight.
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AUTHOR'S POEMS.........
RESPECT, When It Is Due:
http://allpoetry.com/poem/1342427
Radiance of Resurrection Light:
http://allpoetry.com/poem/1740922
Mommy and Daddy’s Book of Love:
http://allpoetry.com/poem/1728370


Romantic Lustre: http://allpoetry.com/list/10673
Personal Tidbits: http://allpoetry.com/list/10664
Non-religious “TRUTHS:” http://allpoetry.com/list/10663
Humorous Delights: http://allpoetry.com/list/10666
Animal Caricatures: http://allpoetry.com/list/18139
“Songs” of the Heart: http://allpoetry.com/list/10700

Revenge, http://allpoetry.com/poem/1426695
The Killer behind The Mask, http://allpoetry.com/poem/1295708
Instigators, http://allpoetry.com/poem/1366965
The Touch of Evil, http://allpoetry.com/poem/1426786

"Apples Don't Fall Far From The Tree"

I want to tell you of my second Love…
This special church’s' impact from heaven above!
I'd grown up in such a small church.
Yet small groups can make for gossip, and worse.

Not so with Shiloh; it was heaven on earth...!
This icon of community flair was "golden mirth."
'Cause for too many years I'd been handicapped;
Regrettably, since I had married a controlling rat.

Unworthy, I felt as if in a deep-dark pit.
Hardly would I look one in the eyes-, as I'd sit.
~Though Shiloh's heart and doors were always open,
With all people-types whose hearts were broken.

Never had I been in a hospital that was a church.
Pure-love poured forth from this people's search.
Out of 2,000 members, one hundred "I fondly knew,"
Many of us would sit, visit, and have coffee too!

You could hear the sounds of prayer down the hall...
Sometimes there was dancing, and we had a ball...!
There, an amphitheatre of seats "led to the front."
When Pastor preached, some thought her too blunt.

Even-though I knew 'tales of her compassion's action,'
With different one's needs came her love's reaction.
Sleeping on her office's couch, in case of distress.
She mothered us all, in humility and "sweet zest."

So all pitched in and made her a special quilt.
Each had a patch of their signature for it built.
Jewel, my black beauty friend, told me her tale-,
Thinking of suicide, "Violet ran after her trail-!"

Catching her around the block, with-a-loving hug.
No one, at this church, was sweeping under the rug.
Women made bread, for the "coffee house" next door.
Their singing groups rocked-the-socks off the floor!

You could see Shiloh believers all around town,
Wisdom's principles were of a prototype laid down.
It was great just to see them in the market places,
Healing light-&-love poured-forth from their faces!

Such longing I still have, to see my Pastoral mom,
Indubitably, her prayers were "to keep me strong."
Though, before any churches, she married Mr. Right.
Later her David was born before tragedy's night.

A car accident took her beloved husband home...
For the year she was motionless, she felt so alone.
Her baby was spared, leaving her totally paralysed.
She was only-17, for that year she'd much to realize.

Miraculously, God healed her and gave her a church.
Maybe she's the 1st. pastor to do so after a birth!
With 25-revival churches, in all; she was going strong.
Father God has truly "blessed and kept her from wrong."

The Lord God, strong, almighty is in the midst of them.
Training victorious warriors "waging war against sin!"
So believers went in with peace- and come out with joy!
This place was "so serene" there was no-need to be coy.

Restoration is the message- for God restores all things.
I was once like a cripple, now I can stand and sing!
God's Dunamis power for wounded Pigeons, now like Doves,
Creates longing in me still, for such fellowship of love.
Such fond memories linger- as "I miss her still..."
Bless you, dear Violet, for caring; when I had no will.

~By Milly Hunter


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A PRAYER: “Keep me away from the wisdom which does not cry, the philosophy which does not laugh and the greatness which does not bow before children.” - Gibran

EXILED: "They have exiled me now from their society and I am pleased, because humanity does not exile except the one whose noble spirit rebels against despotism and oppression. He who does not prefer exile to slavery is not free by any measure of freedom, truth and duty." - Gibran

BATTLING EVIL: "In battling evil, excess is good; for he who is moderate in announcing the truth is presenting half-truth. He conceals the other half out of fear of the people's wrath." -Kahlil Gibran