I hear the stringed instruments of chamber music
I hear the sweet jazz of battling horns
I hear the hard rumble of rock and roll singers
I hear the fun tickle of bluegrass accords
But nothing compares to before the sunlight
When the birds sing mellifluous tunes
The praise that they sing reaches heaven above
On a beautiful day in June
In response to the daily prompt https://onedailyprompt.wordpress.com/2018/07/08/your-daily-word-prompt-mellifluous-july-8th-2018/
My ears are often funny|
In looks and sounds I fear
There is a constant ringing
That is often all I hear
I can’t wait to get to heaven
That ringing sound will change
To the titinnabulnation
Of the angel chorus praise
Holy holy holy
Great and powerful is He
Jesus Christ our mighty Savior
By His blood He set us free
Holy holy holy
To the Lamb upon the throne
Great in Majesty and Mercy
Our praise to Him alone
In response to the daily prompt https://onedailyprompt.wordpress.com/2018/07/07/your-daily-word-prompt-tintinnabulation-july-7th-2018/
There was a movie few years back
For tears my eyes did never lack
The transformation was so real
From unknown kid to Blindside whirl
My blindside took me for a ride
It hid itself from my eyes
You see I was brimming with pride
It was eating away my inside
So I went on a Spirit retreat
And really got into God’s meat
I found I was so wrong indeed
And set out fill up my need
My need was for humility
I contrite heart was my plea
Through study I came to see
I was best when down on my knees
Now my blindside is under control
There’s peace deep inside my soul
His mercy made me again whole
Now a humble way I do know
In response to the daily prompt https://onedailyprompt.wordpress.com/2018/07/06/your-daily-word-prompt-blindside-july-6th-2018/
I see the painter linger
His brush poised in the air
He silently is pondering
What this piece will declare
Out there on the horizon
The sun is sinking down
All colors of the rainbow
Can in the clouds be found
Anything the painter draws
Is only a pastiche
Of God’s own great creation
His images are rich
Rich in beauty far beyond
What brush strokes can attain
Rich in all His glorious ways
Shining once again
The painter starts to paint again
His brush strokes slow and calm
He knows this painting will reflect
The beauty of the Lord
In response to the daily prompt
It’s easy to confuse me
It happens all the time
I try to understand things
But then I’m left behind
For instance just this morning
I came to check the prompt
The Reader said that celebrate
Was the word we should adopt
I went into the post attached
And lo what met my eyes
Mellifluous was sitting their
In the text that links these line
I guess that means on this day
As we celebrate our freedom
That we should be mellifluous
In all that’s said and done
My younger days were testy
I liked to play the games
Games that took my money
And didn’t pay the same
I was a natural loser
When it came to playing cards
I never won the lottery
My gambling days were hard
I’ve left them all behind now
Those gambling days are gone
Now I’ll gambol with my Lord
Until my life is done
In response to the daily prompt https://onedailyprompt.wordpress.com/2018/07/03/your-daily-word-prompt-gambol-july-3rd-2018/
Sometimes I hear His sweet voice
Telling me what to write
I jot down the words real quiuckly
So from my mind they won’t take flight
Other times words just flow smoothly
Like a gentle stream after a rain
I write and the words just come to me
This happens again and again
But then there are times like this
When desultory words hit my ear
I don’t have a plan or a care
I just type them out as they appear
Whatever the case I give thanks
To Almighty God above
Because even with words like these
I can tell of His wondrous love
I’ll take every chance I can get
To speak of His amazing grace
I’ll shout of His mercy forever
And one day I’ll see His face.
In response to the daily prompt https://onedailyprompt.wordpress.com/2018/07/02/your-daily-word-prompt-desultory-july-2nd-2018/
Some people say all the time
That protesting is just fine
They claim it’s just as American
As a slice of apple pie
And while I agree they are right
I still see it not very bright
When they riot like dogs in the street
To make us aware of their plight
If they call this patriotic
I think it’s quite idiotic
Because when they break the laws of this land
They’re claims seem quite ironic
Let them show their cause in peace
And voice their dislikes in the street
There is no need for violence or pain
And we all can be more at ease
In response to the daily prompt https://onedailyprompt.wordpress.com/2018/06/24/your-daily-word-prompt-patriotic-july-1st-2018/
I used to be quite inglorious
In fact I was downright preposterous
My words were absurd
My way was obscured
I was never very harmonious
Then I found a way to righteousness
Because mine was surely a filthy mess
Jesus came to me
Then He set me free
Now by His grace my life has been blessed
Now I don’t mean to sound sanctimonious
Because that would be quite erroneous
His blessings will come
If you make Him number one
Then He would make you victorious
In response to the daily prompt https://onedailyprompt.wordpress.com/2018/06/29/a-new-daily-post-word-prompt-june-29th-2018-word-sanctimonious/
Dark is the night
Stars shining bright
Sky is all clear
I feel God near
Quiet is the airnature
Wind is nowhere
Sun waits for dawn
Bird song is gone
Then I hear the Master
Whisper my name
Out of the dark
His voice the same
He says I love you
My peace be with you
Find joy in living
Forgiveness be giving
Speak only good things
Walk in my mercy
Find grace from me
Give grace out free
Then He was quiet
Birds started singing
Sun started rising
Light on horizon
What a great morning
What a great way
To start this adventure
Of one more day.
In response to the daily prompt https://onedailyprompt.wordpress.com/2018/06/28/a-new-daily-post-word-prompt-june-28th-2018-word-whisper/
The Psalmist 