Hidden In The Cleft

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O You are the God in whom I trust,

You’re the God in whom I trust,

And You are the Solid Rock,

Upon which I stand;

I’m hidden in the Cleft,

Your Child I am.

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You prepare a table for me,

In the presence of my enemies,

And they will not triumph over me.

I’m determined to do Your will,.

And drink deeply from the Well.

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I shall trust in You, My Lord and My God,

As I walk this narrow road

The path of victory-

You have placed me on.

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I will trust and obey,

Following Your ways,

Determined to do Your Will,

For it does not matter what man may say.

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I will proclaim,

“You are my God my Rock,”

For I am safe in You,

And You shelter me.

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Legend In Your Own Mind

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LEGEND IN YOUR OWN MIND

Written By Linda A. Knowles

You are a legend

in your own mind

and you can’t

even seem to find

a little

not even a drop

of the dirt you threw at

the one

who dared escape

your vicious claws

and all this time

you believed

that one would continue

to drag behind.

 

 

A vulture-

That you are

and your conscience

seared

and the one

who escaped

your talons

flies high and free

above the trees

to mountain heights

having mounted up with wings

like an eagle

and soaring

through the air

upheld by His powerful hands.

 

 

Amazing Love

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AMAZING LOVE

Written By Linda A. Knowles

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Amazing love, O Lord My God!

Amazing love I cannot fathom!

No matter what I do,

Your love never changes,

Your love still remains.

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Amazing love, O Lord My God!

Such amazing love!

If I could only see,

the depth,

the height,

the width,

of Your unending love so sublime;

But even then,

I would not be able to fully comprehend.

Resolving

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RESOLVING

Written By Linda A. Knowles

CALLED 1Your holiness,

Your perfect ways,

Not striving,

But resolving,

To remain steadfast,

Walking the old path,

You marked out long ago.

Taking Shelter

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TAKING SHELTER
Written By Linda A. Knowles

PSALMS 91.4Taking shelter-

Under the shadow of Your wings-

Where You keep Your children safe.

Taking shelter-

Recalling Your promises,

Remembering Your goodness and care,

And knowing, LORD, Your children can call on You,

Because You’re always there.

Let Me See

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LET ME SEE

Written By Linda A. Knowles

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Peel back the clouds,

And let me see,

The fullness, the splendor of Your Majesty,

And let me behold my eternal home,

That New Jerusalem,

With layered walls of precious gems,

The streets of gold, the crystal sea.

The fairest bloom and fairest face cannot compare to You,

Who is of unfailing love,

Who bestows unending grace,

And Your mercies ever new.

 

Be Careful For Those Dark Corners Where Sin Is Allowed To Dwell

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JEZEBEL’S WEB

Black Widow

The widow weaves her web so steadily,

Each silk strand in its place,

That dark corner that will ensnare,

Those simpletons in her space.

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She’ll go against the Word of God,

And set the trap in place,

And there so obvious are her victims hung

On each and every strand that’s strung.

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Her web expands in width and height,

The depths not truly known;

But each and every single strand

Holds those known and unknown.

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She spun them in her silken web and slowly drains their blood,

Her victims with eyes sunken and ashen faces,

So pale from her unloving embraces,

But she cradles her human slaves,

Now bound by her vicious silken strands.

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You see her web has stretched so far and wide,

Her dungeon blackened and damp;

And fools go down into her place,

To find themselves dying in disgrace.

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Be careful for those dark corners,

Where sin is allowed to dwell,

Where transgressions are celebrated,

Where lies are free to swell.

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Be careful for the black widow,

Who would try to claim your soul,

For the wickedness that is her,

Her name is Jezebel.

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Written By Linda A. Knowles

Mere Mortal Words Escape

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BREAK AWAY 1…And I cry, “Abba, Father”

Mere mortal words escape me;

And I cannot express

nor convey the depths of this soul.

…And I cannot speak

But only in unknown tongue

not known to mere man,

But, You, Abba, and only You

can truly comprehend.

 

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L.A. Knowles

Deeper Still

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DEEPER STILL

Written By Linda A. Knowles

Deeper still,

where He leads,

In His ways,

Where He treads,

There I shall go.

Pen & Paper My Way

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notebook-3I’ve loved paper and pen for as long as I can remember, and when I went to college, college only fueled my love for it a lot more.  Some say I was addicted, and many have wondered what my fascination was with pen and paper;  if I could write on it, I was fascinated.  No matter where I was, no matter what I did, paper and pen were immediately within my reach.

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There’s nothing like opening a brand new ream of paper, fresh scent, crisp feel to it where secrets, thoughts, things in life that make no sense can be worked out, described in detail until everything inside is out of your system…  A safe place, a friend, and a great therapist which can be immediately ripped to shreds, burnt up, or put away depending on the thoughts and/or the confession.  I know it may sound crazy to some people, and that’s fine.  However, each of us has some way of dealing with stuff.  My way happens to be with pen and paper.

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pen-paper-3With Much Love,

L.A. Knowles

The Toxic Friend

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THE TOXIC FRIEND

Written By Linda A. Knowles

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She brought up past sins,

from those long ago days,

a time from the past;

and I saw her ways.

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A friendship so toxic,

and it finally fell apart;

But it felt for me,

a yoke,

that broke;

and no more dart-like words,

to smack me in the face,

for towards the very end,

the friendship was covered with oleander,

concealed by pretty lace.

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It took its toll,

discouraging words,

background trolls,

broken promises,

so many no’s.

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The spouting of a familiar phrase,

One I would often hear her say,

“I didn’t do anything wrong,”

and fault fell to me,

even when it was hers,

constantly-

always-

apologizing,

endlessly.

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Continually,

I was saying,

“I’m sorry for…”

seemingly all the time;

but she claimed no part.

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How she got all innocent;

to this day,

I still don’t know;

But,

more and more,

I understand,

as time goes on and on.

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A Peck of Gold By Robert Frost

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~ONE OF MY FAVORITE POEMS BY ROBERT FROST~

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A PECK OF GOLD

Written By Robert Frost

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Dust always blowing about the town,
Except when sea-fog laid it down,
And I was one of the children told
Some of the blowing dust was gold.
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All the dust the wind blew high
Appeared like god in the sunset sky,
But I was one of the children told
Some of the dust was really gold.
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Such was life in the Golden Gate:
Gold dusted all we drank and ate,
And I was one of the children told,
‘We all must eat our peck of gold.’