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Build Me Into A Mountain Lord

Build Me Into
A Mountain Lord

Build me into a mountain Lord that others will see by sight.
The deposits formed within me God are by your might.
As your rain falls upon me Father and washes the soil within,
It will fall through the crevices of rock as washing away of sin.
Years of toil and pain will daily, upon this mountain lay,
As the layers of sediment forming Lord, a beautiful rock to stay.
Standing tall and firm through weather Lord, that beat upon my soil,
Will only cause a sure bold stance by so many trials and toil.
Coming into the heavenly’s hovering spiritually with you one on one.
Stirs up the love and gifts of you that are shared too by your son.
Feeling this fire within me Father that day-by-day does stir.
Your presence grows thicker as the aroma of fine myrrh.
Your fire not quenched my God by none or any others.
Will only pull Zion together as we are all brothers.
Deep within this mountain Lord in the heat of your love.
Is an ever abounding flow of lava flowing from above.
This lava Lord is none other than Jesus Christ your son.
As this land we have inherited, with his blood it has been won.
May we stand tall and firm in that the heat will stir in all.
As you my Father have all in hand and we are at your call.
The mountains are growing daily Lord and spewing from the top.
As harvest time is very near, in time, it is the crop.
Lava flows perfectly and forms all to what you desire.
The foundation of this earth will be cleansed by your fire.
Build me into a mountain Lord that I may spew the word.
As within me is your fire Oh God! All across the land will be heard.
Ps 98:7-8
7. Let the sea roar, and the fulness thereof; the world, and they that dwell therein.
8. Let the floods clap their hands: let the hills be joyful together

Written by :Wanda Harden
January 6, 2005
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Posted: Jul 14
About this poem:
I started a journey of of a Divine Intimate relationship with Jehovah/God in which transformed me into
a daughter with a Father s love in which I never experience in natural life. I hope you enjoy and this touches your heart.
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If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don’t deal in lies,
Or being hated, don’t give way to hating,
And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise:

If you can dream—and not make dreams your master;
If you can think—and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build ’em up with worn-out tools:

If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breathe a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: ‘Hold on!’

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with Kings—nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds’ worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it,
And—which is more—you’ll be a Man, my son!
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Posted: Jul 11
About this poem:
Always loved this poem, hope you enjoy reading it
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April 27, 2009 • reasons for things...

why feeling alone
when you can always come home
to the open arms of your family

why feeling sad
when your friends
put you in a smiling face everyday

why cry a river
when there is ocean of tears
around you

spare a little time
and try to understand
their feelings when the dawn comes....
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Posted: 8 hrs ago
About this poem:
we're all at times trapped in self-pity, thinking that we have the deepest cut when the world around us hides its tears and mourn for they know that there are still things to be grateful for
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Placed away on a shelf out of sight
In the darkness – not a speck of light
Only taken out once or twice a year
Hanging around to always be near

The years go by one by one the same
Sitting there hid as though in shame
Only taken out in the dark of night
To be still hidden even in full sight

As time passes by waiting there
Worn – ragged – with lots of tears
No longer waiting but resigned despair
Knowing eventually the time will be near

Again the time comes to bring out to see
But behold - no longer there – now free
Gone forever – not sitting there
Reaching out – but meeting nothing but air.

Author: Kathy O. © July 9, 2018
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Posted: Jul 9
About this poem:
Taken for granted relationships.
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Free heart

I open my eyes,to what could be,an open heart thats for me, with this heart its tender and free,for i will give all of me,i waited to see if this is true, for all i want is just you, you look and stare and gave me the glare, now i know that you are there.
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Posted: Jun 15
About this poem:
This poem i just wrote cause this is how i feel and look at the way i see myself to met the one that melts my heart and to see if its true that they make me feel .
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My soul belongs to the Stars and Heavens
It is captured inside this earthly abode
It struggles like a bird to be free
So that it can fly carefree to its star home

Not meant to be weighed down here
It strives to be happy and carefree
Needing to join in with the stars above
Where it is free to twinkle for eternity

Free to follow its dream without any care
To do what ever it wants without fear
For my soul was born in the Stars above
It yearns to return to twinkle with love

Kathy Ostrander © November 18, 2017

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Posted: Nov 18, 2017
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Thank God For Music

Thank God for music it can bring me from despair
And makes me wonder
If there is love somewhere

It can stir my soul move my feet
And even make me smile
It can bring back memories of when I was a child

Thank God for music a tender love song or rock and roll
And what about some country
That's made of pure gold

Beethoven had his day Mozart had his too
And their music still lingers on
Good things always do

Thank God for music he gave me this to sing to you
I hope it makes you smile
Like good angels always do
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Posted: Jul 14
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Crossing the River of Silence

silent shadows running thru the fields
Silence molds the clouds all day

silent moonlight bouncing through the trees
Silence skips across the lake

and when my heart is with you Lord
it’s shield breaks, how it breaks
in the most tender way

silent snow flake falling like a ghost
Silence swings low thru the gate

silent masters mounted on the walls
Silence gives my soul away
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Posted: Jan 2, 2015
About this poem:
“Let silence take you to the core of life.”
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May 7, 2009 • LINES FOR MY GOD

come to me gently,
whisper sweet words my ears long to hear
bring me the white roses you grow in our garden

let me feel you breathe within me
guide me through the dark
sing me the love songs you've written

take my hand and lead me home to your paradise
where the grass is forever green
and the wind blows in eternal rhyme
where picture of the land stretches among the flowers
and the hill touches the sky in its splendor

the humming of your guitar
spreads music
sway me a heavenly breeze

please wrap your arms around me
let me fall in love forever
and i shall stay beside you
till the day i breathe my last breath
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Posted: Jul 17
About this poem:
When my faith longs to be in HIS arm...
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Visions of Mother

From a bedroom window
I watch her in the garden below
Hanging out, for the millionth time, her weekly
profusion of soap-cleansed garments,
dancing in the drying wind
in grateful rejuvenation from her tender care.

And in the kitchen
the clatter of pots and plates
heralding a preparation
of tried and trusted sustenance,
and her singing in soft engaging tones
calming the hungry impatient
before welcome repast.

Then in the quiet of evening
the solemn click click clicking of needles
shaping unfashioned wool
into a thing of beauty.
And in each link, her love,
and in her love, all that she is
and all that she gives,
and my heart is filled with adoration
as I watch her, knowing the time will come
when she is no longer there, nor I here.

So I clasp those precious visions in cupped hands.
Like water that I dare not spill.

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Posted: Jul 12
About this poem:
The bond between Mother and Child is never severed, not even by Death. My Mother was an old-fashioned lady. She was a full-time Housewife, and proud of it. I wrote this poem 10 years ago, shortly after she passed away.
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