Sometimes I think how loud
and busy life is,
I want to get away from it
all to be right where he is.
He is my quiet solitude , he
is my saving grace,
How I need to quiet
down and gaze into his face.
The peace I have when I'm
with him can never be erased.
He was the first , he is the
last , I know that he'll return ,
To come for those who seek
him out and strive to please just him.
The things on earth can get
quite loud they seem to overtake,
but there is one who knows
just how to give us all some grace,
from all of our stupidity
and all of our mistakes.
His name is Jesus , our
prince of peace, to him my heart belongs.
I love to sit in his
presence for when I'm weak he is strong.
My lord is there no matter
what , I know that I can trust,
his love and mercy and
saving grace he gives to all of us.
The wind of his spirit, the
flood of his grace,
his great throne his holy
place.
I'll walk the path , I'll
run the race,
I seek him out, I seek his
face.
My desire is to live with
him , it's my desire to enter in,
behind the veil into his room, I
go to meet my beloved groom.
Life stands still time's no
more, it's he and I behind the door.
His embrace his loving arms,
I feel so safe , I fear no harm.
Please my lord I want to
stay in this holy place all of my days,
To be with you to feel your
love,
I thank you lord in heaven
above.
My new name in heaven, one
day I'll hear him call,
My new robe of righteousness
he's got one for us all.
The angels sing I hear them
now , they say it won't be long.
For one day soon there comes
a day when every knee shall bow.
The time is near he's coming
soon , he's coming to return.
Some souls are far some
souls are lost, his heart it yearns and yearns.
He loves them all and he
says to us,
"go so they shall learn, tell
them of my love and my sacrifice
tell them of their
freedom and eternal life."
"so go to them my
faithful one ,
go forth, they
need to know,"
"that on that day up
one the cross their redemption i did buy.
It was I god's only son , I
took it all and now it's done."
So now when Satan tries to
say , "your mine because of your sin."
you'll know better, you've
heard the word, Satan lost and Jesus wins.
The gift of love you gave to
me , a woman of god i want to be.
you gave me life to call my
own and then one day you'll call me home.
What a day that shall be ,
face to face just you and me.
I know oh lord I've done
some wrong, because of you my sin is gone.
you have a robe , a robe of
white that I shall wear when in your sight.
I don't deserve it that's
the truth, you wear the wounds as living proof.
My debt you took , I could
not pay, I'll serve you lord my every day.
Use me god I'm yours you
know, send me lord with seed to sow.
There's souls out there that
i can feed, lord fill them up abundantly.
It's harvest time , the
seeds been sown , there are plenty more to call your own.
Jean Moxam © Copyright
I would like to submit a few poems that
the lord has put upon my heart and a little information about
myself: My name is Jean Moxam, I am 34 and I attend Bethel Pentecostal
church
I have been a Christian since 1987. I
have 4 children and one deceased. I am happily and blissfully
married. I am from Quesnel, B. C. Canada