<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3145803765584172268</id><updated>2012-02-16T20:19:03.147-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lines for the times</title><subtitle type='html'>Christian poetry</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linesforthetimes.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3145803765584172268/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linesforthetimes.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Tom Meredith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03769115148217742461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_olAuxkHn--M/SdCQSZgAvNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VXfgV4lZooA/S220/VSCN0749.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>9</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3145803765584172268.post-8078823629809694527</id><published>2011-10-29T21:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-29T21:16:29.980-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Lord Is My...</title><content type='html'>The Lord is my Shepherd and I shall not want&lt;br /&gt;His love can’t be weighed with a song or with font&lt;br /&gt;When I’m stemming the tide but I’m still all at sea&lt;br /&gt;I can trust that my Savior is carrying me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lord is my Strength when my chips are cast down&lt;br /&gt;He raises a smile through an unbroken frown&lt;br /&gt;When I’m under attack – feel like quitting the field&lt;br /&gt;I can trust that my God is my strength and my shield&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lord is my Light in this shadowy time&lt;br /&gt;He washes me down and he scrubs off my grime&lt;br /&gt;When I’m straining my eyes but can only see dark&lt;br /&gt;I can trust that the Lord will provide a new spark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lord is my Rock and a beacon that burns&lt;br /&gt;He provides a safe house when there’s nowhere to turn&lt;br /&gt;When I’m looking for shelter, I don’t have to knock&lt;br /&gt;I can trust that his throne room is always unlocked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lord is my Salvation, my only way home&lt;br /&gt;He keeps calling me to him, wherever I roam&lt;br /&gt;When the final day comes and all evil departs&lt;br /&gt;I can trust there’s a place left for me in his heart&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3145803765584172268-8078823629809694527?l=linesforthetimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linesforthetimes.blogspot.com/feeds/8078823629809694527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://linesforthetimes.blogspot.com/2011/10/lord-is-my.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3145803765584172268/posts/default/8078823629809694527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3145803765584172268/posts/default/8078823629809694527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linesforthetimes.blogspot.com/2011/10/lord-is-my.html' title='The Lord Is My...'/><author><name>Tom Meredith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03769115148217742461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_olAuxkHn--M/SdCQSZgAvNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VXfgV4lZooA/S220/VSCN0749.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3145803765584172268.post-1478928271959398398</id><published>2010-11-16T15:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T15:14:01.251-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Freedom in Christ</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Deceived, they march, time is not on their side&lt;br /&gt;Under millions of banners with no-one to guide&lt;br /&gt;They search with false hope&lt;br /&gt;Through the fog and the smoke&lt;br /&gt;And are being swept away on deaths tide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their convictions and dreams are enveloped in night&lt;br /&gt;They all reach for bright colors but can't see the light&lt;br /&gt;In their lust and their sham&lt;br /&gt;They forget who I Am&lt;br /&gt;And abandon their heaven bound flight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who has lied to my children? Who has led them astray?&lt;br /&gt;I call out their names but you steal them away&lt;br /&gt;From your pride at the start&lt;br /&gt;I have known your black heart&lt;br /&gt;For your treacherous crimes you will pay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With their days growing short, still they flock to death row&lt;br /&gt;Holding the dice but unwilling to throw&lt;br /&gt;If they just turn and face me&lt;br /&gt;Or dare to embrace me&lt;br /&gt;I will clear every debt that they owe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They need to draw closer, know what I have done&lt;br /&gt;They know evolution but don't know my Son&lt;br /&gt;Who will turn them about?&lt;br /&gt;Who will stand up and shout&lt;br /&gt;A new song of a victory won?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who will tell them that Christ has now settled their fees?&lt;br /&gt;He purchased their lives with his blood on a tree&lt;br /&gt;Through dark shadows there shines&lt;br /&gt;A great light for mankind&lt;br /&gt;That will set all who turn to it free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freedom from hatreds that bind all that's true&lt;br /&gt;If they're washed in his blood then all things become new&lt;br /&gt;Freed from their shame&lt;br /&gt;If they live by his name&lt;br /&gt;And love him in all that they do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who will go to my children and tell them they're saved?&lt;br /&gt;They are free now from guilt. Yes! Their sins have been waived&lt;br /&gt;If they turn from that road&lt;br /&gt;I will carry their load&lt;br /&gt;A new path laid with gold I will pave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A message to all who the world has enticed&lt;br /&gt;There's a seat at my table - Your love is its' price&lt;br /&gt;But the places are few&lt;br /&gt;And are limited to&lt;br /&gt;All those who have freedom in Christ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3145803765584172268-1478928271959398398?l=linesforthetimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linesforthetimes.blogspot.com/feeds/1478928271959398398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://linesforthetimes.blogspot.com/2010/11/freedom-in-christ.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3145803765584172268/posts/default/1478928271959398398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3145803765584172268/posts/default/1478928271959398398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linesforthetimes.blogspot.com/2010/11/freedom-in-christ.html' title='Freedom in Christ'/><author><name>Tom Meredith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03769115148217742461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_olAuxkHn--M/SdCQSZgAvNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VXfgV4lZooA/S220/VSCN0749.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3145803765584172268.post-7150108798235603078</id><published>2010-11-14T16:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-14T16:49:02.501-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Lord Has Spoken</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Before the creation, there was darkness and deep&lt;br /&gt;There was nothing around, not awake nor asleep&lt;br /&gt;No land was in sight, no countries or borders&lt;br /&gt;God's Spirit was hovering over the waters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then God opened his mouth and said "Let there be light"&lt;br /&gt;The sounds left his lips and creation took flight&lt;br /&gt;A great light appeared and then God said "OK&lt;br /&gt;I'll call the dark night and I'll call the light day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God saw it was good and he winked at his Son&lt;br /&gt;"Too much water all in the one place 'aint much fun&lt;br /&gt;We'll leave some below and we'll put some up high&lt;br /&gt;The bit in-between, we'll call it the sky"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was water below - there was plenty to see&lt;br /&gt;Then God said "What next? Let's see, what will it be?&lt;br /&gt;Let's bring up dry ground and we'll call it the land&lt;br /&gt;The sea will surround it and it will be grand"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God spoke on day three - day two was so good&lt;br /&gt;"We'll make a few trees, we can make them from wood&lt;br /&gt;Some plants and some fruit and each one with a seed&lt;br /&gt;Some sun and some water is all that they'll need"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God saw what he'd made and he thought it was fine&lt;br /&gt;"Now let's fill up the sky and we'll teach it to shine&lt;br /&gt;The sun by the day, so warm and so bright&lt;br /&gt;The moon and a few million stars by the night"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the fifth, God looked down from heaven on high&lt;br /&gt;He checked out the water and looked at the sky&lt;br /&gt;"Let's fill them with fish and some birds that can fly&lt;br /&gt;They'll splash and they'll flap and they'll all multiply&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the sky had its' birds and the sea had its' creatures&lt;br /&gt;The land had its' plants and its' wonderful features&lt;br /&gt;It was all very good - God was far from upset&lt;br /&gt;But he said to his Son "Well we 'aint finished yet"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God spoke again and then more life appeared&lt;br /&gt;From insects to cows and a goat with a beard&lt;br /&gt;Big cats and dinosaurs covered the deck&lt;br /&gt;and a strange looking one with a really long neck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God was so happy with all he had done&lt;br /&gt;But the greatest of all of his works was to come&lt;br /&gt;"We'll make them like us and they'll rule the whole land&lt;br /&gt;and I'll love all my children with all that I Am"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of six days, the Lord's work was complete&lt;br /&gt;On the seventh he rested and put up his feet&lt;br /&gt;"I'll call this day holy and it will be blessed&lt;br /&gt;I'll call it the Sabbath, the day of my rest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next time that you look at a tree or a bird&lt;br /&gt;Remember the power God has in his Word&lt;br /&gt;He speaks and it happens, no messing about&lt;br /&gt;and when he comes back, it will be with a SHOUT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3145803765584172268-7150108798235603078?l=linesforthetimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linesforthetimes.blogspot.com/feeds/7150108798235603078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://linesforthetimes.blogspot.com/2010/11/lord-has-spoken.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3145803765584172268/posts/default/7150108798235603078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3145803765584172268/posts/default/7150108798235603078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linesforthetimes.blogspot.com/2010/11/lord-has-spoken.html' title='The Lord Has Spoken'/><author><name>Tom Meredith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03769115148217742461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_olAuxkHn--M/SdCQSZgAvNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VXfgV4lZooA/S220/VSCN0749.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3145803765584172268.post-6690585662086545743</id><published>2009-07-15T19:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T19:30:21.382-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SEX!</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now that I have your undivided attention&lt;br /&gt;May I take a moment to ask a few questions?&lt;br /&gt;My riddles may possibly drive you to drink&lt;br /&gt;But their answers may actually cause you to think&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you walk off a cliff? Onto rocks would you fall?&lt;br /&gt;Would you wrestle a bear that’s eleven feet tall?&lt;br /&gt;Would you stand in the path of an oncoming train&lt;br /&gt;And hope to escape with a head free of pain?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you trustingly kiss upon lips full of malice?&lt;br /&gt;Or knowingly sip from a poisonous chalice?&lt;br /&gt;Would you exit a plane from ten thousand feet high&lt;br /&gt;Packed with no more than a suit and a tie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now if logic holds sway then your answers should flow&lt;br /&gt;But if still you don’t get it, the answer is NO&lt;br /&gt;To clear your confusion, I’ll ask you two more&lt;br /&gt;So batten the hatches and bolt the back door&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Might wisdom be found in an army of ants&lt;br /&gt;Who attacked their own queen and annulled their own chance?&lt;br /&gt;Might folly surround a small branch of a tree&lt;br /&gt;That broke from its’ trunk in a quest to be free?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some fights are worth fighting. Some quests worth pursuing&lt;br /&gt;But is throwing your life away really worth doing?&lt;br /&gt;We often fight battles against all the odds&lt;br /&gt;And pride led one angel to fight against God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He exalted himself and he made it well known&lt;br /&gt;That he thought that his own rump belonged on the throne&lt;br /&gt;He told many lies and some took up his cause&lt;br /&gt;To do battle in heaven and take it by force&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you see God made the heavens with power and might&lt;br /&gt;And God with one breath gave that angel his life&lt;br /&gt;That devils defiance is almost brain numbing&lt;br /&gt;his cause is now crushed and his justice is coming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What chance do WE have if we strive on our own&lt;br /&gt;And we wrestle that bear without help, all alone?&lt;br /&gt;Without God we are branches that fall to the ground&lt;br /&gt;Thrown out from His orchard to never be found&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you’re striving alone in this world of hard knocks&lt;br /&gt;And you stand on the cliff and look down at the rocks&lt;br /&gt;You can turn right around and reach out to the One&lt;br /&gt;Who still thinks you’re a winner, whatever you’ve done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So take heart on the plane and step back from the train&lt;br /&gt;Your wonderful maker has called out your name&lt;br /&gt;Whatever your plight and wherever you roam&lt;br /&gt;Love Him, don’t fight Him and He’ll bring you home&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3145803765584172268-6690585662086545743?l=linesforthetimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linesforthetimes.blogspot.com/feeds/6690585662086545743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://linesforthetimes.blogspot.com/2009/07/sex.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3145803765584172268/posts/default/6690585662086545743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3145803765584172268/posts/default/6690585662086545743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linesforthetimes.blogspot.com/2009/07/sex.html' title='SEX!'/><author><name>Tom Meredith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03769115148217742461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_olAuxkHn--M/SdCQSZgAvNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VXfgV4lZooA/S220/VSCN0749.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3145803765584172268.post-2142572465786435929</id><published>2009-04-11T20:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T20:43:44.210-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Son of Glory</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The world has heard of the man who walked among and taught the Jews more than 2000 years ago, but what of the resurrected King who now reigns and has been given dominion over everything?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We know you were a carpenter&lt;br /&gt;The bible tells us so&lt;br /&gt;A humble earthly teacher&lt;br /&gt;Here to tell us what you know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We heard of all your teachings&lt;br /&gt;Of healings by your hand&lt;br /&gt;We know of all your dealings&lt;br /&gt;With the sinners of the land&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Renowned for your compassion&lt;br /&gt;The perfect hope you gave&lt;br /&gt;The least of all downtrodden&lt;br /&gt;Your hand outstretched to save&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your days with us were shortened&lt;br /&gt;Through an act of love so vast&lt;br /&gt;Rejected by your Father&lt;br /&gt;In your blood your spirit passed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But where are you now Jesus?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Where are you now?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHO are you now?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A light so bright it dwarfs the sun&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And in its' centre stands The One&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Adorned in robes more pure than white&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And armed with everlasting might&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;With head and hair as white as snow&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;With feet like burnished bronze aglow&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;With eyes ablaze - their depth unknown&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Ancient One reclaims his throne&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;In his hands the keys of death&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A victory won in dying breath&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Awaiting trial - defeated foes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The King of Kings stands unopposed&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;His words pour forth like mighty thunder&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Like ocean tempest filled with wonder&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The purest truth through lips unflawed&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Its' judgment like a two edged sword&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The First and Last, The Judge of All&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Angelic hosts are held enthralled&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Unbridled power, God of awe!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;His hosts await his cry for war!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;All shadows flee his steadfast stride&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;All evil lacks a place to hide&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hopes' eternal glory shines&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A saving lighthouse ALL can find&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;In all his power, glory, might&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;There stands a God who knows my plight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;His tender love, forgiving grace&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;His patient help in trials I face&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When I toil in days of strife&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I look to everlasting life&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;He is The Truth, The Light, The Way&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And soon enough will come his day&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;With that fateful trumpet blast&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Through heavens gates his armies march&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;To right all wrong things ever done&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jesus, Son of Glory, COME!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3145803765584172268-2142572465786435929?l=linesforthetimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linesforthetimes.blogspot.com/feeds/2142572465786435929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://linesforthetimes.blogspot.com/2009/04/son-of-glory.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3145803765584172268/posts/default/2142572465786435929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3145803765584172268/posts/default/2142572465786435929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linesforthetimes.blogspot.com/2009/04/son-of-glory.html' title='Son of Glory'/><author><name>Tom Meredith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03769115148217742461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_olAuxkHn--M/SdCQSZgAvNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VXfgV4lZooA/S220/VSCN0749.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3145803765584172268.post-3793926897449202931</id><published>2009-03-31T17:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T16:15:39.888-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THE PERFECT PLAN</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33ff33;"&gt;From Genesis pages&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Throughout all the ages&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Mortality's governed our days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33ff33;"&gt;We live for a while&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33ff33;"&gt;and may bring a few smiles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Then depart from the sun's shining rays&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Along the path of mans history&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33ff33;"&gt;The most sought after mystery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Is how did we happen and why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Are we all pawns of chance?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Or could it be that we dance &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33ff33;"&gt;For a purpose that's higher than high?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Might a plan emanate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Through a God who creates&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33ff33;"&gt;and loves everything he has made?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Could this plan include one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33ff33;"&gt;No less than his Son&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33ff33;"&gt;To save man - with his life could he pay?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Could its' purpose include&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Such a vast multitude&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33ff33;"&gt;That he gathers with love to amaze?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33ff33;"&gt;And embraces forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33ff33;"&gt;With a joy we have never&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33ff33;"&gt;beheld - nor will see in our day?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Well, this plan he has told&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Through his prophets of old&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33ff33;"&gt;and companions who walked with his Son&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33ff33;"&gt;And this plan is for all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Who will answer his call&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Who will love and acknowledge the One&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33ff33;"&gt;To the faithful he's called&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Though the world stands appalled&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33ff33;"&gt;He will hold you through trial and temptation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Through tough times and hard grind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33ff33;"&gt;You are first on his mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Though his hands hold the fate of the nations&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Like ore from a mine &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33ff33;"&gt;We are being refined&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33ff33;"&gt;God's plan of perfection unfolds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33ff33;"&gt;We don't walk alone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33ff33;"&gt;On the path to his throne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33ff33;"&gt;and soon we will walk streets of gold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;img class="gl_color_fg" alt="Text Color" src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3145803765584172268-3793926897449202931?l=linesforthetimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linesforthetimes.blogspot.com/feeds/3793926897449202931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://linesforthetimes.blogspot.com/2009/03/perfect-plan.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3145803765584172268/posts/default/3793926897449202931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3145803765584172268/posts/default/3793926897449202931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linesforthetimes.blogspot.com/2009/03/perfect-plan.html' title='THE PERFECT PLAN'/><author><name>Tom Meredith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03769115148217742461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_olAuxkHn--M/SdCQSZgAvNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VXfgV4lZooA/S220/VSCN0749.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3145803765584172268.post-1099261848880234520</id><published>2009-03-30T02:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T03:06:22.818-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THE NAME</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"There is salvation in no one else, for there is no other name under heaven given among mortals by which we must be saved." (Acts 4.12)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There’s a name that we hear and we prick up our ears&lt;br /&gt;It’s been around now for a good many years&lt;br /&gt;Some hear it with joy, some dissatisfaction&lt;br /&gt;Whatever the case, it provokes a reaction&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Controversial for many, the cause of much strife&lt;br /&gt;Of wars and of greed and the plundering of life&lt;br /&gt;The wisdom-filled tell us religion’s to blame&lt;br /&gt;“That wouldn’t have happened if not for the name”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“and what of those tyrants who preached in the name&lt;br /&gt;to further their causes or garnish their fame&lt;br /&gt;On the surface quite flawless, no fissures or cracks&lt;br /&gt;but behind secret doors they commit heinous acts”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Gods’ perfect world, how could this all happen?&lt;br /&gt;Was He to blame or were MEN the war captains?&lt;br /&gt;Did MEN make decisions and use their own voices?&lt;br /&gt;Did He gift them the privilege to make their own choices?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet others make choices to listen with hope&lt;br /&gt;The name brings new life and a new way to cope&lt;br /&gt;Provides a new purpose, our bonds it can sever&lt;br /&gt;and speaks of a love that can be ours forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This name was first spoken in Heaven above&lt;br /&gt;It means truth and compassion, means power and love&lt;br /&gt;and whether the hope or the bane of the nations&lt;br /&gt;this name’s interwoven through all of creation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What does the name stir in you when you hear?&lt;br /&gt;Does it fill you with joy or does it interfere&lt;br /&gt;with the lies you’ve been told or your dance through the night?&lt;br /&gt;This name is your last chance to walk in the light&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An unstoppable light that shineth eternal&lt;br /&gt;An unquenchable power over all that’s infernal&lt;br /&gt;An unfathomable love through a sacrifice made&lt;br /&gt;An undeniable presence that must be obeyed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it mohammed? Quick, get on the phone!&lt;br /&gt;krishna or buddha or some other stone?&lt;br /&gt;There’s only one name and forever I’ll sing&lt;br /&gt;His name is Jesus. Jesus my King!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3145803765584172268-1099261848880234520?l=linesforthetimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linesforthetimes.blogspot.com/feeds/1099261848880234520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://linesforthetimes.blogspot.com/2009/03/name.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3145803765584172268/posts/default/1099261848880234520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3145803765584172268/posts/default/1099261848880234520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linesforthetimes.blogspot.com/2009/03/name.html' title='THE NAME'/><author><name>Tom Meredith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03769115148217742461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_olAuxkHn--M/SdCQSZgAvNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VXfgV4lZooA/S220/VSCN0749.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3145803765584172268.post-2236187177087439372</id><published>2009-03-29T18:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T18:51:00.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DRY SPELL</title><content type='html'>This poem was written at a time when I was feeling down and as if I were just going through the motions. I started out writing how I felt and as I went on, soul searching led me to the reality of Gods truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As dawn turns to day and the traffic slows down&lt;br /&gt;The factory winds up to belch smoke from its crown&lt;br /&gt;I rise from what sleep I achieved through the night&lt;br /&gt;Walk into my day and I'm flying the same kite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Facts and figures, debts and bills&lt;br /&gt;A new pain in my head and I'm swallowing pills&lt;br /&gt;I must buy new clothes and I must cut my hair&lt;br /&gt;I must walk the walk and I must not despair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I set time aside to pray in the morn&lt;br /&gt;I start to confess then remember the scorn&lt;br /&gt;I received yesterday and my mind starts to race&lt;br /&gt;Then I think of another tough thing that I face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm walking the paths of the world once again&lt;br /&gt;I was talking to God now I'm anxious of men&lt;br /&gt;It's a pattern emerging that haunts me of late&lt;br /&gt;I was closer than close, now the distance seems great&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It bothers me so that I'm feeling so dry&lt;br /&gt;I'm seeming to crawl when I'm needing to fly&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting confused as I beat myself up&lt;br /&gt;Though I know that the devil will refill this cup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there's that voice and it's ever so faint&lt;br /&gt;It tells me I sin but I'm also a saint&lt;br /&gt;It tells me "My child, though you strive and you pace,&lt;br /&gt;I sent you My Son, you are under My grace"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He deserted His throne and He came down to die&lt;br /&gt;and I marvel at how I can cry out and sigh&lt;br /&gt;He carried my sin and He fell to His knees&lt;br /&gt;With the cross on His back and His blood for the fee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are my rock O Nazarene!&lt;br /&gt;I get my hands dirty but you wash them clean&lt;br /&gt;You HAVE forged my path, you HAVE set the stage&lt;br /&gt;You ARE by my side 'till the end of the age&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I feel down and a little removed&lt;br /&gt;I will stay on your path Lord because you have proved&lt;br /&gt;That your Word is the truth and your love is the way&lt;br /&gt;and I want to stand with you on that holy day&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3145803765584172268-2236187177087439372?l=linesforthetimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linesforthetimes.blogspot.com/feeds/2236187177087439372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://linesforthetimes.blogspot.com/2009/03/dry-spell.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3145803765584172268/posts/default/2236187177087439372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3145803765584172268/posts/default/2236187177087439372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linesforthetimes.blogspot.com/2009/03/dry-spell.html' title='DRY SPELL'/><author><name>Tom Meredith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03769115148217742461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_olAuxkHn--M/SdCQSZgAvNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VXfgV4lZooA/S220/VSCN0749.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3145803765584172268.post-8267737613745503353</id><published>2009-03-26T03:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T16:14:15.426-07:00</updated><title type='text'>INVITATION TO LIFE (based on Isaiah 55:1)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A call to every nation&lt;br /&gt;There's been a declaration&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A message issued with a trumpet blast&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You have an invitation&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To join a celebration&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So shake a leg and get your tickets fast&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In the general population&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There's a great infatuation&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;With seeking truths down many barren tracks&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This 'new age' intoxication&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Leaves you stranded at the station&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Empty bags and none the wiser for the facts&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Does your spiritual stagnation &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Make you yearn for elevation?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do you strive and pace and no-one seems to care?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Are you thirsty with frustration?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do you walk with hesitation?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You're unsure what it is, but it's not there?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There is hope and revelation&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When you read your invitation&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Its' sender signed your name with His own hand&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He will wake you from sedation&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You will shout with jubilation!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And your spirit will be filled right where you stand&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Parched lips will know cessation&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When you drink in His salvation&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Come and have your fill - it's all for free!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No cash accumulation&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Can buy this liberation&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The price was paid with blood upon a tree&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You don't need qualification&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Just humble supplication&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;His love for you was made known by decree&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For the Lord of all creation&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wants your name in publication&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In the Book of Life that sits upon His knee&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3145803765584172268-8267737613745503353?l=linesforthetimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linesforthetimes.blogspot.com/feeds/8267737613745503353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://linesforthetimes.blogspot.com/2009/03/invitation-to-life.html#comment-form' title='0 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