Thursday, 19 September 2019

Which is the fourth commandment?

The fourth commandment is, Remember the Sabbath day, to keep it holy. Six days shalt thou labor, and do all thy work: but the seventh day is the Sabbath of the Lord thy God: in it thou shalt not do any work, thou, nor thy son, nor thy daughter, thy manservant, nor thy maidservant, nor thy cattle, nor thy stranger that is within thy gates: for in six days the Lord made heaven and earth, the sea, and all that in them is, and rested the seventh day: wherefore the Lord blessed the Sabbath day, and hallowed it.

From The Westminster Shorter Catechism

A prayer for my soul

Oh my Lord, how awful I feel when I eschew your company. O too many times I find myself fellowshiping with the world, and I feel so out of place because my fellowship is with you O Lord. Help me in my weakness and draw me to thyself. Teach me to love all above myself, yea even my enemies, teach me to love those who have no benefit towards me. Let me be your servant and in being your servant, I will be a good servant for humanity. 


Miscellanies 114

I have faults that if they were displayed would reach the stars. And in all of my troubles, none bring me so much sorrow than sin, yea sin is the cause of all of my deep miseries. Am I melancholy? I can tell you it is because of sin and I have no inward sunshine.


There is no sin that cannot be overcome

There is no sin that cannot be overcome. Do not diminish the work of Christ on the cross by claiming so. In this life, there is power in the name of Christ to overcome all obstacles. My experience does not dictate my theology.


Faith is what I am to act

Oh, faith is what I am to act! For too long I have stayed in apathy. Perhaps not in apathy but I have stood still. I have prayed little and in those little prayers, I have not acted thus. I prayed that there should be water to drink but I did not go to the well. I prayed for bread to eat but did not plow the field. I prayed that she would love me but did not seek. I prayed for faith but did not ask that He should help my unbelief! Faith is in the doing and not in the wishing. For the poor man folds his hands and thus has nothing. 


Tuesday, 17 September 2019

The Joy of confession

Sinner: Oh the hurt in my heart because I forsake not my sins, yea those sins which easily entangles me. I have been a fool, yea a mighty fool who descends back to his own vomit like a dog. Oh, when will I cease from my folly! The house of the lord which ought to bring me gladness fills me with dread because I have been unfaithful in my heart to God and have committed wicked adultery. Oh, I look around and I see the bright ones and then there is poor me with his little light and no external event were strong enough to blow it out but my own vile sins - yea the water of my own sins I poured on my joy! But lo I do not completely lose heart for I have heard and know that a smouldering wick he will not snuff out and a bruised reed he will not break. Oh in that I take comfort this day that my good lord whom I have shamefully disobeyed 10x 10 million times that yet, he comes gently and with a stern rod so that the waves throws me upon him who is the rock of ages!


No other fount I know

There is no other fount I know, yea no psychological or scientific or philosophical fount I know that can cure me of my sins and restore my joy. Yea no fount but the fount of the blood of Jesus. That fount alone I know that cures me!


Thursday, 12 September 2019

Do not pass me by

Do not pass me by
Unsullied eyes
Even though Your beauty
By far
Exceeds mine.

Fear none, no one but God
Love all, but none above God!

What is life but a breath,
Ten thousand years
Those ten thousand years dead
I will be remembered no more!

But the peace of my Lord remains
It reigns in me.
Farewell to my doubts and raging sea
It is well, whatever it may be.
Jesus loves me
Forever so.


Blessed Bee

Blessed bee
Sting me not!
See the flower
Awaiting thee.
My flesh is foul
Like a rotten sea
Blessed bee
Sting me not!


In His heart he wore her name

In His heart, he wore her name
The fairest maiden there ever was.
Not a moment of time
Or an event of life
That she did not reign in his heart.
But somber their tale unraveled,
Last week when a vicious witch
Her did seek, to cast
A spell on her maidenhead.
All flowers sigh and whined,
And daylight ceased because
Of her whose beauty always gleam,
The scattered lights ito one moonlit beam,
Sedating waves on troubled seas.
Her, whose tender hair does run
Past her alpine neck, a rosy shine.
Safe greenish eyes, with a favorable smile,
Now sits beneath a dangling rock!
If the hourglass loses its sand,
Then our poor maiden will die!
Adumbral darkness permeated the night
For the last minute was soon to pass;
When swiftly a hardy swing
Swayed the rock aside from her.
My princess, the jubilant boy cried
Save thou art until time ends our span.


Saturday, 7 September 2019

Her beauty dignified

Her beauty dignified
Clothed in the Lord's Love.
Angel above gaze
At the purity of her ways,
And the devil constantly
Murmuring that God should
Remove his protection from her.
So He did, and every calamity
Fell on her save death.
But she had read the book of Job
And knew of the trials of Paul;
She gladly said in her awful situation
'What can separate me from 
The eternal sweet comforting
Love of Christ?
Nothing at all!
By grace, I was given all
And it is just for the glorious Creator
To take it all away!
I may mourn now
But it is only for a time.
Yea these momentary pain
Are not worthy to be compared
To the eternal glory to come.
O, take my soul Lord if
It pleases you; take it to thyself.
And if this measles and misery 
Is the rest of my life's portion
I will praise thy name
And will sweetly die in my poverty
Knowing that this was the means
To bring me home to my beloved Christ.'


Her beauty I admired for long

Her beauty I admired for long
Never once thinking
That she shared my joy!



A beautiful melody
When perseverance is the
Heart that hears,
The broken strings
And love and forgivness
Unite the chords
Into a symphony
Of tears and joy -
But seeking must be
The initiative will,
Like two doves in the
Warmth of spring.


Saturday, 31 August 2019

Miscellanies 113

O may I not leave off prayer, O to my shame how I have left off prayer. O to pray, to pray, to pray. O how I was long in this sweet delight wherein the sweetness or the misery of my spirit, I would seek him out, delighting in His word. But the more holy my heart was, the more holy my duties were, I became a man of sorrows. My heart was filled with misery for the lost, and there was anguish in my heart that the sweet all-powerful and beautiful God, was not worshipped. To forsake this forlorn heaviness, I would leave off my holy duties, which includes bringing Christ in every sphere of my life, that I would then drink in the pool of the world, that is to starve my soul from the word and prayer, which then made me forget the lostness of the world but also made me miserable, because my heart thirsted for the sweet love of my life who is Christ Jesus, the king of glory. Oh, this pleasing pain to always seek his kingdom and righteousness.


Miscellanies 112

I must now indeed set to mortify my sins with all great seriousness and diligence. For as I look over the last ten years or so, I have in certain seasons mortified those sins which easily entangles me - but not with so much a great consistency. It is no good if the fire is put out in the forest but the spark remains. Because the spark is neglected, it will soon rise again and burn. So it is with me if I do not entirely kill my sin. Oh, I have been careless with my heart and also neglected the pursuit of my Joy in Christ, for it is in this, yea in seeking first his kingdom and righteousness that I savor him and in obedience bring him glory. This also brings me to reflect on my lack of obedience in many things. I should have been smarter than I am now and more advanced perhaps if I was more careful with what I was given. But disgracefully I squandered it just as with many a thing and at present feeling like the foolish servant who buried his only talent rather than investing it. But today, yes as it is today, I am to repent of all my evil deeds and fling myself on the mercies of God, for his love towards me never fails.


Saturday, 24 August 2019

I am not to lie to you

I am not to lie to you, I am not to lie. In all things, I must speak the truth and that includes when I talk about my feelings. Of course, I must be wise about these things but in being wise, I must not lie.

Paul writes in Colossians 3:9 'Do not lie to one another, seeing that you have put off the old self with its practices.'

Indeed I must not lie to my fellow Christians which also implies I must not lie to anyone at all. O how I have fallen short, how I have miserably fallen short!

But I do not despair because my disposition is one of repentance and a willingness to put off my old self and to live in accordance with my new nature. Indeed God's mercies are renewed every day and they are sweetly and kindly renewed towards me.

If it is indeed how I feel, I must say it. If I have great difficulty in believing any of God's promises, I must not lie about it but express the truth of my feelings about it. I must not indeed be a hypocrite about these things. I must not say to others that I am praying when indeed I am not.

I am not to lie about God's revealed truth but I must be sensitive about it. If I see a brother or sister in error concerning a doctrine, I must not shy away in correcting them in the spirit of love and gentleness in as much as it is my place to do so. I must not soften God's difficult truths for the sake of feelings but I must be wise. If it is an outsider, I must pick my fights. It is worthless to throw pearls to swine. And by swine is meant someone who does not have an open heart and is very obstinate. I may as well keep my mouth shut than to be abused!

I must definitely not lie to God. O what a foolish thing! He sees and hears all and He knows the thoughts of my heart. So I may as well be before him as an open book and read accordingly as it is revealed. Help me Lord, Help me always be truthful!


I must put these all away

Have I any anger in my heart that is not righteous anger? I must put it all away.

Have I any wrath in my heart that is not righteous in any way? I must put it all away.

Have I any malice in my heart? Oh, I hope I do not. But if I do I must put it all away!

Have I caused any slander towards any in humanity? Or am I thinking of slandering somebody? I must put it all away.

Has there been any obscene talk coming out from my mouth? I must cease immediately and if it is stored in my heart for out of the abundance of the heart, one does speak then I must put all obscenity far away from me.

All these evil things that are from the flesh, I must violently kill them and put them all away. I ought to bury them and bid them an eternal adieu!


Wednesday, 21 August 2019

God will be my Judge

Her beauty is the end of my dreams
The shore on which my journeys end.
To think that this filial faith
Would deliver a golden gleam,
God will be my Judge
If for her was only a fickle fancy.
But ghastly in this gladsome glow
I look on as in a dream
For, in reality, she loves someone else;
But single yet, too well I know
She adores another,
And with giddiness, she will pass me by.
Long I thought, I have naught to loose
The only question is,
Begin my mourning now or then!
Or take out my heart and give it to her
To do with it whatever she please.


Saturday, 3 August 2019

18 Characteristics of Humble Souls

18 Characteristics of Humble Souls


[1.] Now the first property that I shall lay down of a humble soul is this: A humble soul under the highest spiritual discoveries, and under the greatest outward mercies, forgets not his former sinfulness and his former outward baseness.
PAUL had been taken up into the third heavens, and had glorious revelations and manifestations of God, 2 Cor. 12:1-4; he cries out, "I was a blasphemer, a persecutor, and injurious," 1 Tim. 1:13. Under the choicest discoveries, he remembers his former blasphemies. So Romans 7:23, "I see a law in my members warring against the law of my mind, and bringing me into captivity to the law of sin, which is in my members." 

Like green and yellow

She likes me, but I like her.
She sits by me whilst I'm thinking of her.
They are friends
like green and yellow when they appear in the sky
but what matters is the love
that endures in our hearts.


I've got a lot of faults

I've got a lot of faults I thought I should let you know
Before we go further, I'm not immune to thinking about the grave
Late nights sometimes, I scream in the depths of my mind
Memories of the past when I bled over things that I wish I did,
Will my life be a thesis of resits?


Sunday, 28 July 2019

My Joy

It is not God that sells me short in regards to my joy, but me.  O how often I ought to kneel before the Father, flying into his arms and enjoying all of his sunshine. Instead, I wallow in sin, delighting my heart, not on God's will but gratifying my dead flesh. O to reflect his glory! But how can I reflect him if I am not in his presence? O for obedience. O for sweet backbreaking obedience to the sweet law of Christ. I happily and bitterly repent of all my sins and gladly come before Him in the sweet righteousness of Christ.


Saturday, 27 July 2019

Cast aside my own righteousness

We are to truly cast aside our own righteousness. Whatever we may see to be good in us we must abandon and favour Christ's righteousness instead. So in whatever state I am, I come to God solely on the merit of Jesus Christ. I can never appeal to this or that deed, only to the deeds of Christ. I regret and repent of my sins, but my sins will not stop me from coming to God because Jesus has paid for my sins and covered me in His righteousness, so I have no reason to ever delay my coming to God. I have no reason to sit in judgment of myself because even in my best of deeds I am guilty just as I am in my worst of sins. so I come to God casting aside my own righteousness in favour of Christ's righteousness.


Sunday, 21 July 2019

Say what you want to say

I'm awake once again in the midnight
If in the day I told her the truth
I would be sound asleep
Like people in the graveyard

Is it wrong for me to pray
I came from the land of no fathers
But my mama raised me
With respect respecting my history

Forgive me I'm a coward
When I dined you
Should have brought you under the stars and told you how I loved you
From the start, but was afraid I would lose you

My sister called me an alcoholic
Because I chose to drink a bottle
Everytime I thought you didn’t want me

Dear God change her will
Because you know how I feel
She's the light in my darkness
In the darkness, I pray harder
In the light I'm cautious

I ran away to the way
Ever since I learned to pray 
When I drank the blood of God
Every day is a mayday but Jesus comes to save me

Her blueish/greenish eyes are all I see when I gaze upon the sky
As I lay on my back and because I'm black
I gotta stay strap and fight for every dream
Your head on my lap as you gaze into my brown eyes
Can you tell that I've found in you what I've been looking for


My heart aches

My heart aches from the dream I can not see
Her eyes had me by the sea
So real but it's out of my touch
And her hands when we sat on the couch
I felt compelled to act
But her rejection was a fact.
Impossible to reconcile my dreams to reality
I wish I could be part of her normality
Break my confidentiality as we walk
Is it wrong for me to write these lines
What is a man to do when his heart pines?


Saturday, 20 July 2019

Prayer for my soul

Dear Lord, please forgive me for all of my sins. I know that in Christ Jesus I have been forgiven and counted righteous. Yet I wish and will for more holiness in my life, that I would be a sweet aroma of kindness and humility to all around me. O help me in the midnight hours, and in the high noon that my heart remains pure and my attitude towards all is of love. teach me again your ways and cause me to obey them. O my everlasting saviour, How great thou art!


Which is the fourth commandment?

The fourth commandment is, Remember the Sabbath day, to keep it holy. Six days shalt thou labor, and do all thy work: but the seventh day is...