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light's shadow

experiencing

His magical realism,

when disparate

things turn out

converging

in your own little

metacosm,

is it this

particular color

that it has

given off

while aging?

because Jesus

was born..in

what is now

modernly called

palestine

yet He must

be a disruptor

for His handlers

just because

He comes

from a different

order

With my flesh, I wrestle.

For it is most hostile

to mine spiritual growth.

My desires, I loathe!

Yet, in weak moments, I

so easily give in.

Lord, I sincerely cry

out, confessing my sin.

Lord, I sincerely cry

out in repentance.

Lord, strengthen my resistance

against this wicked temptation.

Lord, with my flesh, I wrestle.

When life seems to all go wrong,

and troubles seem so huge.

I am here for you,

I will be your refuge.

So take your troubles,

and cast them to the sea.

Reach up your hands,

and call to me.

When pain sets in,

and cuts you apart.

I am here for you,

I will ease your heart.

When sorrow eats you,

deep inside.

I am here,

I am by your side.

So take your troubles,

and cast them to the sea.

Reach up your hands,

and call to me.

When all your friends,

turn and walk away.

You can be sure,

I am here to stay.

For I am your God,

My love forever true.

And I will never,

ever desert you.

So take your troubles,

and cast them to the sea.

Reach up your hands,

and call to me.

Reach up your hands,

And call to me

Amidst the onslaught of festive frenzy,
Neurodivergent minds reel a tempest here to sear.
Senses assaulted, relentlessly vexed,
Christmas chaos leaves us perplexed.


Masking's breaking, taking weight, a suffocating shroud,
Authenticity lost in the neurotypical crowd.
ADHD autism's ache, an adult's disgrace,
So, invisible struggles are present in this merry place.


Pain's persistent, pounding refrain, an endless score,
Fibromyalgia's claws, forever tore.
Spine curved like a question mark,
Vertigo's dance, a dizzying arc.


Poverty's clutch cuts deep, leave plans in disarray,
Opportunities vanish, like mist in the day.
Isolation, depression, chronic cursed alone,
In a world where bonds stretch, then are gone.


Trauma mars, leaves scars, rape's brutal seal,
cPTSD's tortures - terrors forever real.
Triggers flashbacks, a minefield within,
Clock tick-tocks, the night's wearing thin.


Passivity creeps in just like a mischievous elf,
A sinister spirit keeps us captive, steals our self.
Painfully forcing out a cry, on deaf ears they fall,
"You knew they wouldn't", it sneers, "more unanswered calls".


In despair's abyss, hope's flicker dies,
As the world rejoices, behind a joyful disguise.
Countless unseen battles and unheard cries,
Anguish, desperation, pain, do naked eyes lie?


To those who feign concern, a warning rings clear,
Your platitudes and neglect, a deafening sneer.
For in the depths of despair, a reckoning brews,
When the desperate depart, with nothing to lose.


In the sombre, silent night, when alienation reigns,
The psyche buckles, under the weight of its chains.
Remember, you who turned a blind eye,
The blood on your hands as the outcast dies.


So let the silence shatter, let the truth be known,
For the neglected and broken, forever alone.
May their memory haunt, may their absence resound,
A damning indictment, of the help never found.


Silently in the night, isolation's doom looms,
For those left to rot, in desolation's tombs.
A scourge on false kindness, on empathy's dearth,
As the forgotten depart, from this merciless Earth.


A warning to those who still pretend to care,
Of the anguish hidden, behind festive despair's lair.
Family friends forsaken in desolation's night,
Cast aside, ignored as time ticks on, year's plight.


In the silent night, a dirge ascends,
For those struggling, lost at the year's end.
Society's apathy, an unpalatable bitter pill,
Washed down with tears, we fade away against our will.


Let the silence break; let the truth be told,
Of the torment endured, the agony untold.
In summer's sweat, a reckoning should rise,
Power imbalances now, no escape our fate's demise.


May our ghosts haunt the whole season bright,
Reminding us of those for whom this time's a blight.
In the season's glare, coalescing shadows reign,
Numerous reasons, curses feeding this pain.


A moment of stillness, amidst the hurricane,
A flicker of self, in the endless pain.
Battered and bruised, yet still we stand,
In defiance of a world, that refuses to understand.


Whilst it is true, many times I have tried,
But for my animals, it is on me that they rely.
As night follows day and day follows night,
Dark forces frantically fighting, stealing my fight.


Hope's a medicine, both a curse and a sure cure,
Healing if repeatedly given - the source pure.
Decidedly dangerous, deadly, dangled as a prize,
Breaking faith's wraith, soon you and society they'll despise.


A pox on ableism, on empathy's lack,
As we vanish slowly, our lives off-track.
In the silent night, our requiem it plays,
The forgotten ones, left on birthdays and holidays.

 CHORUS:

G                                      GMa7

Lord, Thou hast made me a watchman.

Em7                G

Your warning, I must sound

C                      Am7

“Turn! Turn from your evil ways!

D                 D7             D

Why oh why do you choose to die?”

G

To cry out, I am bound.

GMa7                              G

Lord, Thou hast made me a watchman.

VERSE:

D

How can they believe?

A

How can they receive

G

Your Son as their Savior

Em7

if they never hear?

G

They must be told.

D                          G

Your watchman must be bold

A

And tell them about Christ

A7                              A

and how, His very life, He sacrificed

D

for our every vile sin.

G                               D

How, three days later, He rose again.

D

How can they believe?

A

How can they receive

G

Your Son as their Savior

Em7

if they never hear?

G

They must be told.

D                          G

Your watchman must be bold

(REPEAT CHORUS)

(REPEAT VERSE)

(REPEAT CHORUS)

Capo 4

VERSE 1:

G

My sin once defined me,

C                         G

But Jesus put that behind me.

C                                    G

When the enemy tries to remind me

D

how bad I once was,

G                               D

I'l declare I left that at the cross.

Am7                     D

That storm can no longer toss

G

this humble vessel.

C                          G

Jesus, You put that behind me,

G

and now I'll and now I'll

D

Glorify Your name.

CHORUS:

D

I'll Glorify the name

A                 D

Of You, who did tame

G

this heart, once so wild.

D

I'll Glorify the name

G

of the One who reconsiled

A

me with my Creator.

D

I'll Glorify the name

G

of my Holy Savior.

VERSE 2:

Jesus Christ died in my place

To impart, to me, Holy Grace.

Oh, how Jesus Christ died in my place!

To sin, I am now dead.

Upon a rugged cross, He bled

and there, He so humbly said

“Father, forgive them”

To impart, to us, His holy grace;

He prayed, “Father, forgive them.”

So let us glorify His name.

(REPEAT CHORUS)

VERSE 1:

G                                 C            D7

To You, Lord, for mercy for grace, I cry.

G                  C                           D7

On You, Lord, for my very breath, I rely.

G                 C                Am7

Without You, I am nothing I am nothing.

G                                 C            D7

To You, Lord, for mercy for grace, I cry.

G                            C           Am7

I give you all of me, all I have, everything.

CHORUS:

Am                             Dm           Em7

To You, Lord, for mercy for grace, I cry.

Am              Dm           Em7

For my sins, on a cross, You did die.

Am                Dm        F

You gave your all, Your everything.

Am7                        G

What have I to offer, to bring?

Em7                                    G

What little I have is all Yours, Lord.

Em7             Dm                         G

On You, Lord, for my very breath, I rely.

Em7                           Dm           G

To You, Lord, for mercy for grace, I cry.

VERSE 2:

You knew me way before You formed me

Within momma's womb, where You created me.

And, You knew I would need lots of grace

So You sent Your Son, the sacrifice, to be.

Of my guilt, He wiped away every trace.

(REPEAT CHORUS)

VERSE 1:

G

Brother broke her favorite toy

C                  Am7

tears filled her little eyes.

D                  Am7              Am

For his smirk, there was no disguise.

G                                      GMA7

But daddy was able to fix it. OH BOY!

CHORUS 1:

D

Yeah, my daddy can fix anything.

A

Yeah, to my daddy I bring

G                            D

whatever is broken, whatever is broken.

A

No, I ain't a jokin'

G

My daddy can fix anything.

VERSE 2:

Overflowing with joy

Thinking her daddy was cool

The very next day, she went to school

Bragging, “my daddy can fix any toy”

(REPEAT CHORUS 1)

VERSE 3:

So, her friend sent a broken toy

home with her, just to see if he

was really as cool, as awesome as she

claimed and he really did fix it, OH BOY!

(REPEAT CHORUS 1)

VERSE 4:

Overflowing with joy

I think my God is Amazing.

To Him I shall bring I shall bring

All the praises that I can humbly employ.

CHORUS 2:

D

Yeah, my Abba can fix anything.

A

Yeah, to my Abba I bring

G                            D

whatever is broken, whatever is broken.

A

No, I ain't a jokin'

G

My God can fix anything.

VERSE 5:

So my friend told me about

his distressing situation

And I went home a prayin'.

Within my humble heart, there was no doubt.

(REPEAT CHORUS 2, THREE TIMES)

Chorus:

D

Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Hallelujah!

A                                  G               D

Grace, mercy, love, joy and Peace, He will Shew ya'

D                                         G

if You will turn from your sin, and surrender all.

D                             A                            G

Can't you hear him...Can't you hear him, your name, call?

D

Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Hallelujah!

Verse 1:

D                                              A

my heart was scorched and dry, a desert wasteland

G                                               A

filled with nothing nothing but hot, grainy sand.

G                                             D

Then I heard His soft-still voice, and listening, I

G                                                     D

I ran to Him and gave Him this heart oh so dry

(Repeat Chorus)

Verse 2:

If you are alone in the hot, dry desert

I pray that, all the mirages, you will avert.

Oh that you would see that Jesus is the only

Jesus is the only way; the only truth; the life, truly.

(Repeat Chorus)

Verse 3:

Let the Living Water irrigate your dry heart

If you let Him flow into every part

And new life, new hope, new joy, you will recieve

If on His name, you will truly believe truly believe

(Repeat Chorus 3 X's)