FREEDOM

What slave in his right-mind would be pronounced free and stay behind To work for his former master; No doubt a grievous disaster yet... A prevelant ensnaring of the feeble minded, the super religious and the blinded

Freedom, true freedom is in the recognition that He took a lowly postion... to die To be hung on a Cross for you and I...that we might have a chance A glorious oppourtunity to have the wrath we deserve, poured out from above On His head; He is our defense, left for dead but He arose

My darkness with light exposed and yet there are those who end the story there And go gack to their former master... back to their shackles and slave names But for His fame and instrument, a tool was provided that we with Him could be united Pass me the nails and hammer please; Nail my body to the cursed tree of pain and shame"

"Crucify Him!"... no, no crucify me, this Cross means more than eternity... it's for the present For me to present, not for prestige but for the offensive, deplorable acts of my skin For the evil desires that war within my soul... at any moment I could loose control; I could burst into flames.

Freedom, true freedom is in the recognition that there has to be a daily killing Of self, of I, of me... Every desire and want and need Must be laid at His feet not laid to waste... It is for a tast of holiness and cosecration

So wont you, can you, should you, will you put down the frustration of slavery Of bondage and oppression to taste the sweet flavor of redemption of sacrifice... Of FREEDOM!

JOY

I will rejoice, I have no choice
In the presence of a Holy God
Who invaded my world

Bombs exploding, arrows flying,
I wage war for control of my life
Yet You gently invaded with light
and the darkness fled

I will rejoice, again I say rejoice
with all the saints around Your throne
I will rejoice when alone...because I'm not
When You are all I've got it's still enough

Enough because You are the fullness of life
More in love with me than my wife..as great as she is
as great as I'm not...I fall sometimes

I will dance like David in Your presence
In the nakedness of my depravity I will
dance towards Zion...my home, that great city

Death has no sting, Hell no fury
Jesus is my defender and shield....not my jury
My sins are forgiven...I will rejoice

BIG GOD

What if You were biGGer than my imagination
lArger than my concept of time or space
larger than infinity..but how can a mere maN grasp that place

What if I let YOU out of the box i keep YoU in
BIgger than my ideas, dreams even my hoPes
A GOD too biG to hold...in my hand
but what can mY hand really hold..I..
I can't even hold sand and keep one grain from slipping through

A GoD larger and more precious than the names I call You by
I take You like tYlenol for a headache, like a bAnd-Aid for my scrapes
Scrapes which are my fault anyway

The GOD i project isn't bIG enough to protect
only a god of my sUNday best...but
not the God of peace and rest

But yOu oh Lord are THE GREAT I AM,
not the average god of this average man...cause
You saved mY souL.

Jehovah, Counselor, HeaLer, FrIenD, my RocK, my
Fortress, a Strong Tower for all, Living WaTer...
I need A drink, a taste of yOUr love..of Your excessive grace

In yOur wings I find rest, certainly you are worthy..
of my best and my worst
for I...I am a sinful man

But You are a Big God.