Posts filed under Songs Without Melody(Poetry)

"Barbed Wire Finger Grasp..."

Meet meWith moon and sun wedged between your sharp bladed shoulders You try to hold the days there You try to hold each night But when you find your self all alone You cry from fear and fright

Meet me With worries trapped within your barbed wire finger grasp I'll show you how to loose them I'll show you where they lay So when you think you're all alone You'll hear your Savior say

Meet me

Posted on August 21, 2011 and filed under Anything and Everything, Songs Without Melody(Poetry).

Singing What You Know (Knots That Bind #18)


" Praise Lord! Sing to the Lord a new song, praise Him in the assembly of His saints....Let the saints be joyful in the glory and beauty [which God confers upon them]; let them sing for joy upon their beds. Let the high praises of God be in their throat"-Psalm 149:1,5-6

My Daughter has started writing music and it has been interesting to see what words line the melodies of her songs. She, like most kids her age, sings about what she knows. She wrote a song today with the melody of old MacDonald that said "Dada loves blue and his shirt is blue and this cup is blue too!" while the other day another melody and another cluster of words, "I love my Mommy and Daddy...because I love them." She even wrote a song with a chorus that repeated "I love to obey, I love to obey." Yes, she wrote that song after getting into trouble and a quick discussion about making good and bad choices.

Will this change in her?

Did we change?

As adults do we still write songs about what we know or are we too dependent on others to write our songs for us?

If we had to write a song centering around what we know about God, instead of using other worship leaders songs, what would our song sound like?

Would it sound like a song written by someone who didn't really know their subject or would it be extremely immature and lacking depth?

Would it sound like someone who actually knows Christ?

I don't think you need to have a songwriting career to write songs. You don't have to have a voice like Adele to sing songs. All you need is something/someone worth singing about.

Do you have that?

Find some quiet right now and think of your song. What words do you use? You don't have to worry about melody or rhyming or a hook, just think of what your song says.

What does your song say?

I love in this verse that it says

"Let the saints be joyful in the glory and beauty [which God confers upon them]; let them sing for joy upon their beds."

The Psalmist (or songwriter) here was stating that the saints sing a new song in the good times and the bad, in the glory and beauty as well as on their beds, which refers to times of mourning.

During the best and worst.

So what moment are you in? And what does your song say?

I'm going to spend time thinking over this and post my own song. I will only post it's lyrics because I want to encourage you to also find and write your song and post it as well and I don't want to get distracted by the sound of voices or talent but instead keep the focus on what we are saying.

So what does your song say?

Close out all the words from everyone else, think only of what you know about Him, and tell me, what does YOUR song say?

Once you have it figured out, come back to this post and let us see it, let us worship with you.

But for right now, sing about what you know, "sing a new song and let the praises of God be in your throat." (Paraphrase mine)

(This is my newest blog in a weekly series where I share my thoughts behind some of my favorite scriptures out of the bible. If you want to see why I've started this weekly undertaking you can go back and read my blog called "Pirates And Their Knots...")

I'd Stand Beneath Those Swaying Branches Gladly...

I'm not a poet, yet sometimes songs I've been writing decide to stay just words and shrug out of any melody I've clothed them in (some others I've written: At The Core Of Me and When I Exhaust This Home

I'd Stand Beneath Those Swaying Branches Gladly... Five stars pointed towards your bed But I'd arranged for someone else to hold you The curtains blew and dust preferred to dance Yet I'd complain of sweat and isolation

A morning rushed and rested on the doorframe But I would not unhinge to let it in I'd stand beneath those swaying branches gladly But never would I grab or climb within

The sirens song is never far away But I've tied myself to bits of wood and beam Preferring what can splinter And imbed into these hands To an unknown set of songs and whispering

Posted on November 27, 2010 and filed under Anything and Everything, Songs Without Melody(Poetry).

When I Exhaust This Home...

I want to have my fill I want to have enough I want to see I've gorged myself and see I'm still corrupt. I want to crash and burn I want to self implode Cause that's when I will love You most When I exhaust this home.

Jeremiah 2:18

"Your own wickedness will correct you, And your own backslidings will rebuke you."

Romans 8:9-11 (The Message)

9-11But if God himself has taken up residence in your life, you can hardly be thinking more of yourself than of him. Anyone, of course, who has not welcomed this invisible but clearly present God, the Spirit of Christ, won't know what we're talking about. But for you who welcome him, in whom he dwells—even though you still experience all the limitations of sin—you yourself experience life on God's terms. It stands to reason, doesn't it, that if the alive-and-present God who raised Jesus from the dead moves into your life, he'll do the same thing in you that he did in Jesus, bringing you alive to himself? When God lives and breathes in you (and he does, as surely as he did in Jesus), you are delivered from that dead life. With his Spirit living in you, your body will be as alive as Christ's!

Posted on August 19, 2010 and filed under Anything and Everything, Songs Without Melody(Poetry).

At The Core Of Me...

I looked down and saw myself as I truly am. Not faux, nor finished, nor heirloom though I'd have everyone pretend. I am someone whos quite small-minded with a tongue like a dagger and heart of stone. My legs, who I've claimed were faithful, have been fond of traps and called them their home. My hands, though posed in piety, have struck out with talented blows. So there at my core with the smell of decay. I've made space for beginning, for more. There is a seed thats taken root within my heart of stone and through that rock it's growing still to break apart it's home. A crack begins and I rejoice 'cause life is growing there. Oh hope for me 'cause now I know that I've been made for more!

Ecclesiastes 3:11 "He has planted eternity in the human heart..."

Posted on June 8, 2010 and filed under Anything and Everything, Songs Without Melody(Poetry).

A Crack Begins...

A song or just a poem I don't know but reading the word sets my mind to thinking...

A Crack Begins

There is a seed that’s taken root among our hearts of stone And through that rock it's growing still to break apart it's home A crack begins and we rejoice cause life is growing there Oh hope for us 'cause now we know that we've been made for more

Ecclesiastes 3:10-14 (New Living Translation) 10 I have seen the burden God has placed on us all. 11 Yet God has made everything beautiful for its own time. He has planted eternity in the human heart, but even so, people cannot see the whole scope of God’s work from beginning to end. 12 So I concluded there is nothing better than to be happy and enjoy ourselves as long as we can. 13 And people should eat and drink and enjoy the fruits of their labor, for these are gifts from God. 14 And I know that whatever God does is final. Nothing can be added to it or taken from it. God’s purpose is that people should fear him.

Posted on May 19, 2010 and filed under Anything and Everything, Songs Without Melody(Poetry).