Speak Louder?

Beautiful words;
Full of illusions
And allurements.
Drawing nearer...
Beckoning.
What to say?
What to do?
Flattery,
In these empty words.
False hope;
Do we give it up?
Such attraction,
For things so temporary.
To speak...or not.
Does it give life to death?
Beautiful words;
Full of lies and truths stretched,
Of promised dreams; shattered.
A mirage of empty speech.
Actions speak louder;
For no matter how brilliant the delivery,
Empty words do no good.

Awaken Me

I've got to break free
Of this prison called 'Independence'
I've got to learn what true freedom is

Remind me that you are who i want
Show me how to count
For something more than this
Teach me that falling isn't so bad
If you are there to catch me

Revive my soul
Breathe life into this death
Reveal to me who you truly are
Awaken me again

I've got to let go of these 'Obligations'
That I have tied myself up in
I've got to rediscover that you are all I need

Remind me what the promises are
Show me your hand amidst this downpour
Before I drown in disbelief
Take my hand and help me up
Show me who you want me to be

Revive my soul
Breathe life into this death
Reveal to me who you truly are
Awaken me again

I have got to stop sleeping
When all the world is in turmoil
I have to remember
The meaning of the Resurrection

Revive me
Renew my spirit
Awaken my life, O Lord

Hypocritical Message of Repentance

I told you that God loved you,
Then turned and prayed for your punishment.
I preached about forgiveness,
And called down fire from heaven.
I said God was slow to anger,
Then told you you were going to hell.

What am I becoming?
Where is the mercy I received?
When did I become the Judge?
This is the hypocrite in me.

I ate you up with my bitterness,
While telling you to 'bear the cost'.
I said His yoke was easy,
It's your own fault you're so burdened.

What am I becoming?
Where is the mercy I received?
When did I become the Judge?
This is the hypocrite in me.

I told you how easy it is for me,
All the while hanging by a thread.
I kept a smile plastered on,
While I struggled with my guilt.

What am I becoming?
Where is the mercy I received?
When did I become the Judge?
This is the hypocrite in me.

God, help me surrender.
God, give me strength.
I want to be honest.
I want to tell the truth.
Change me, make me yours alone.

Isaiah 54:1-14

"Sing O barren one, who did not bear;
break forth into singing and cry aloud,
you who have not been in labor!
For the children of the desolate one will be more
than the children of the one who is married," says the Lord.

"Enlarge the place of your tent,
and let the curtains of your habitations be stretched out;
do not hold back; lengthen your cords
and strengthen your stakes.

For you will spread abroad to the right and to the left,
and your offspring will possess the nations
and will people the desolate cities.

Fear not, for you will not be ashamed;
be not confounded, for you will not be disgraced;
for you will forget the shame of your youth,
and the reproach of your widowhood,
you will remember no more.

For your Maker is your husband,
the Lord of hosts is his name;
and the Holy One of Israel is your Redeemer,
the God of the whole earth he is called.

For the Lord has called you
like a wife deserted and grieved in spirit,
like a wife of youth when she is cast off,
says your God.

For a brief moment I deserted you,
but with great compassion I will gather you.

In overflowing anger for a moment,
I hid my face from you,
but with everlasting love I will have compassion on you,"
says the Lord, your Redeemer.

"This is like the days of Noah to me;
I swore that the waters of Noah
should no more go over the earth,
so I have sworn that I will not be angry with you,
and will not rebuke you.

For the mountain may depart
and the hills be removed,
but my steadfast love shall not depart from you,
and my covenant of peace shall not be removed,"
says the Lord, who has compassion on you.

"O afflicted one, storm tossed and not comforted,
behold, I will set your stones in antimony,
and lay your foundations with sapphires.

I will make your pinnacles of agate,
your gates of carbuncles,
and all your walls of precious stones.

All your children shall be taught be the Lord,
and great shall be the peace of your children.

In righteousness you shall be established;
you shall be far from oppression,
for you shall not fear;
and from terror, for it shall not come near you."

ISAIAH 54:1-14

Keep Me in Line (Please)

I have to keep reminding myself to breathe

Constantly wondering if I'm doing something wrong
Has begun to take a toll on me

And worrying that in this process I'll let someone down
Is almost too much for me to handle right now

Just trying to keep up
With the rules they never seem to run out of
Has kept me so busy
I dont have time to remember to do the little things
(like breathing)

I know we're thinking the same thoughts
And saying the same things
But in this loving that we're doing
Something is wrong
(Dont worry, they'll tell us soon enough)

I'm just doing the best that i can
And im trying really hard to make this work
I need your support
Please remind me to breathe