Story To Tell
Standing in a room
People all around me
I'm all alone and quiet
I have a story to tell
But you're too busy
To listen to a lowly person
My story goes untold
Through the years gone by
People running to and fro
In a hurry to their destination
Take the time to stop
Learn something from me
We all have a story in our lives
But the stories stay locked up
Because no one cares to stop
Do you look into my eyes,
Long enough to see what's inside?
Or do you just give a passing glance
Then go on your way, not even knowing
What my story holds, do you even care?
Feburary 8, 2004
Caught In The Wonder
Walking down the street
The world sleeps tonight
Spending time with Daddy
Little known to me
The majestic reign above
Catching a glimpse of the sky
I see a multitude of stars
Stopping in mid-stroll
Caught in the wonder
Feeling the sand beneath me
The sun on my face
Staring at the clouds blown by
I'm filled with awe
Catching a glimpse of the sky
Endless above me
My breath caught in me
Caught by the wonder
Feburary 11, 2004
Crucified
I have been crucified
Crucified with Christ
The nails being pounded
Pounded through my hands
The thorns piercing my head
My temples pounding
Why must I live through
Through this agony?
I feel my life seeping
Seeping through my wounds
Father, save me!
Save me from this death
Suddenly You're there standing
Standing there in front of me
You took the nails, the crown
Took it as Your own
There upon the cross
I was crucified with Christ.
Deborah Jackson March 22, 2003
Again
I fell today, slipped on my own sin. How can I stand to see Your face again? You've
forgiven me before, but I did it again. I'm not worthy of You, nor Your grace. I tried so hard to follow Your will, But
I fell again, will You help me up?
Take me into Your arms. Show me Your endless grace again. Clean this ugliness from me,
Let Your light shine through me once more.
Will I ever be free from this shackle? This thing has me bound hand and foot. I no longer
want this, but it's all I've known! I've worked so hard but fell again I don't have the strength to try anymore Help
me to rely on Your strength once more, Lord!
Take me into Your arms. Show me Your endless grace again. Clean
this ugliness from me, Let Your light shine through me once more.
Deborah Jackson March 26, 2003
Overcome Me
I found myself in a pit today, The pit of despair. It only started with only my toe
inside, Then it became this. It's about to overcome me.
I found myself in a sea today, The sea of guilt. It started with only a drop of rain, Then
it became this. It's about to overcome me.
I found myself a tower today, The tower of saddness. It started with a single rock, Then
it became this. It's about to overcome me.
I found myself in grace today, The grace of my Lord God. It started with a single prayer, And
now it's become this. Please overcome me, my Lord Jesus.
The pit begins to dry up. The sea begins to open. The tower begins to crumble. And
all that's left is me, in the arms of my Abba Father,
His love overcoming me.
Deborah Jackson February 27, 2003
Daddy, Lord
Daddy left me the other day Angry as a bull Does he really love me? Does he
really care?
Abba Father, my Daddy Heal this wounded soul I know I'm not worthy But make
me Your child
My husband yelled again Twisted my arm, my heart He said he wouldn't ever again But
the vicious cycle returns
My Lord, my Living God Heal this wounded heart I cry out for You, my King Make
me Your perfect bride
Deborah Jackson February 27, 2003
Love Me For Who I Am
You see me every day But do you really know me? I'm so much more than this skin This
temporary skin on me
Do you see me? Do you know me? Do you love me? Love me for who I am?
Are you who you portray? Do you show your real self? Or do you show yourself How
others desire?
I want to see you I want to know you I want to love you Love you for who you
are
By Deborah Jackson July 10,
2001
The Cold Cell
I look around and see cold grey walls I wonder where I am It feels like a prison, a lonely cell I see
the dark pictures on the wall And the dirt on the floor There's a single chair in the center I see the light through
a single dingy window I want to reach it but the light's too far I turn my back from the window and return
to my cold dark cell I stare at a corner, back in my day dream of freedom I glance at the light longingly and
crumple to the floor, crying I long for freedom so much but fear holds me back I hear a small voice say "I
love you, darling, come to Me" The voice gives me strength to reach as far as my arm will reach Suddenly, the
light fills my cell, and I realize I'm in my heart.
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