They Will Sing a New Song

Night Bird

 


Revelation 14:3
New Living Translation (NLT)

3 This great choir sang a wonderful new song in front of the throne of God and before the four living beings and the twenty-four elders. No one could learn this song except the 144,000 who had been redeemed from the earth.


The Night Bird’s Song

Somewhere within the night bird’s song
There is a longing in her soul,
She cries unto an unknown god
To comfort and console,

But though she cries the whole night long
With all that she can muster,
Nothing ever comes of it
And her soul is left lackluster,

So long I sang that self-same song,
I sang it day and night,
Until one evening I heard a voice
That brought the dawning of the light,

So now I sing a different song,
It is my soul’s delight,
I wish that you might sing it too
And join in this heavenly flight,

Where birds and men can soar up high
As though on angel wings,
And come to know the pleasures
Unknown by earthly kings.

©2018 by William Pierce


Father,

Thank You for speaking to us from above. Your word makes all the difference.

Moonwalking


Moon Glow

 

Proverbs 18:22
New Living Translation (NLT)

22 The man who finds a wife finds a treasure,
and he receives favor from the Lord.


In the Moon’s Glow

When you walk with me under a moon-lit sky,
Oh how quickly my heartbeats rise,
And with naught but a glance from your blue green eyes,
Your lips so full shine like a scarlet prize,

The night sky is so awesome
Stretching for miles upon miles,
But all the stars pale in their brilliance
To even one of your smiles,

And though hundreds surround us,
No one is near us it seems,
We walk side by side in silence
As though in an endless dream,

So I’ll pray to the heavens
To all that can hear up above,
Please let us walk on together
Forever in love.

©2018 by William Pierce


Father,

You have blessed me with a wonderful and beautiful wife. Please bless her in all she does and keep her safe from all harm. Thank You so for such a special gift.

No Need to Worry

“Thought I might go back to my writing roots today…a prayer for all”


Israel 525

 


Run and Hide

As a young man, David might have hidden among the caves of the Negev (pictured above), as King Saul pursued him. He probably thought as we do today that all the godly persons had gone away when he prayed this prayer :

Psalm 12:1
New Living Translation (NLT)

1 Help, O Lord, for the godly are fast disappearing!
The faithful have vanished from the earth!


Father,

Though the world is dark and there doesn’t seem to be many people who can discern the truth or who desire to live a righteous life, You are still here among us. Though we were to climb the highest mountain or descend into the deepest cavern, You would be there with us. There is no distance or barrier that will keep us from Your love. You long to be with us and that is amazing!

Lord, there are many among us who have too little to eat. There are children and there are adults who for whatever reason are hungry today. Bless them with a meal. One that will fill their bellies and fill their spirits. Open doors that they might have a continuing source of provision. Open our hearts that we might be Your hands and feet.

There are those who are sick, Lord. They are struggling with cancers and crippling diseases. Some have mental issues and others fight to hang onto life as victims of violence. Please heal them everyone. Bless them with Your Presence and touch them with Your hands. Speak healing over them from heaven, for whatever You speak…is done. Thank You for loving us and sending Jesus. In His name, all things are possible.

Please bless our leaders. May they desire to serve You and those who elected them. May they be ethical leaders. Let Your words guide them in all that they do. May they see clearly what is best and good for this country and seek after it with all their might.

And finally, please bless each of us who read this prayer. Only You will know what we need and how to get it to us. It might be a job. It might be someone to love. Or just someone to listen. You know us better than we know ourselves. Grant us Your favor, it is better than talent, more valuable than gold. With it we are invincible! And please whisper to us always. It’s easy to feel lost in this world. Please keep guiding us home.

Thank You so very much! Amen!

Let Us Reason Together


The Reckoning


John 8:32
New Living Translation (NLT)

32 And you will know the truth, and the truth will set you free.”


The Reckoning

Come and let us deliberate,
Let sit and “chew the fat”,
Let us pause from all this rhetoric
And ponder where we’re at,

Let us stop our silly bickering,
Take a breath and look around,
I’m sure if we just listened
We could find some common ground,

Maybe we’ll even start to realize
That there’s some who wish us harm,
They want us always arguing
So we’ll “give away the farm”,

We’re all polarized to the max,
Never yielding on anything,
It’s either “our way or the highway”
And that’s a scary thing,

For those who will not compromise,
Who wish to rule by way of might,
They do so at the cost of liberty
And the loss of freedom’s light.

©2018 by William Pierce


Father,

Come to our aid. Come and clear our minds and hearts. We are in need of a reckoning. A re-evaluation of what is important. Help us to know the truth that we can be truly free. Thank You!

The Longing

Longing


Psalm 63:1
New Living Translation (NLT)

1 O God, you are my God;
I earnestly search for you.
My soul thirsts for you;
my whole body longs for you
in this parched and weary land
where there is no water.


Longing

Somewhere deep inside my soul
A yearning was always there,
It whispered to me when I woke,
I answered in my prayers,

It was never really clear just what
I was hoping that I would find,
Something just seemed to be missing
Or something was left behind,

I looked for it at every turn,
I listened to every sound,
But though I tried my very best
That something could not be found,

At times I plead with all my heart,
At times I shook my fist at the sky,
At times I simply bowed my head,
At times I wished that I could die,

Then one day I just gave up,
Laid down my silly pride,
Then You whispered softly
“My son, why do you cry?”

That Voice was all I needed,
It was why I’d searched so long,
It gave a meaning to my life
And a reason to belong.

©2018 by William Pierce


Father,

Though we gaze upon the stars and the galaxies, though we look upon the beauty of the mountains and the flowers of the spring. Though we love and are loved here upon the Earth, we will long for You. There is nothing else that will truly satisfy.

All We Really Need

Why

 


Psalm 77:3

I think of God, and I moan, overwhelmed with longing for his help.


Why

Why do we argue?
Why do we fight?
Why do we struggle
To prove ourselves right?

Why are we lonely?
Why are we sad?
Why are we trying
To prove ourselves mad?

Why will we insult?
Why will we protest?
Why will we chastise
To prove ourselves the best?

Why should we damage?
Why should we spurn?
Why should we ridicule
To prove ourselves unconcerned?

Why don’t we listen?
Why don’t we learn?
And prove that it’s for love
That we all really yearn.


©2018 by William Pierce

Father,

Please be with each of us and change our hearts and minds to be guide by love and not pride. We are lonely and sick, yet think ourselves in control.

 

Unexpected

 

Unexpected


John 10:27-30
New International Version (NIV)

27 My sheep listen to my voice; I know them, and they follow me. 28 I give them eternal life, and they shall never perish; no one will snatch them out of my hand. 29 My Father, who has given them to me, is greater than all; no one can snatch them out of my Father’s hand. 30 I and the Father are one.”


Unexpected

It happened oh so suddenly
From out there in left field,
I never could have guessed it
It was totally concealed,

Not a smidgen of idea,
Not an inkling of a thought,
Not a moment to get ready
For off guard I was caught,

Then quickly I was spinning
With things out of my control,
Fate had laid her hand upon me
With chaos her painful goal,

When things had finally settled down
And my head begun to clear,
Though I laid there deeply wounded
I would live to persevere,

The hand of fate is powerful
On that I must agree,
But it pales away in comparison
To the hand that’s holding me.

©2018 by William Pierce


Father,

Your mighty hand has made all of creation and it holds all things in their place. May our place always be found within You.

Or So They Say

We Have Enough


Psalm 46
New Living Translation (NLT)

1 God is our refuge and strength,
always ready to help in times of trouble.
2 So we will not fear when earthquakes come
and the mountains crumble into the sea.
3 Let the oceans roar and foam.
Let the mountains tremble as the waters surge!


We Have Enough

The world is running low of things
Or so the experts say,
There’s not enough of what we need
So we can live this way,

To hear “them” speak
We’re near the end,
From one another
We must defend,

Our food’s near gone,
Our children die,
Precious water flows
In short supply,

The winter freezes,
While summer blazes,
Now spring and fall
Are but forgotten phases,

Armies grow
And missiles fly,
Banks grow fatter
We wonder why?

Anger rules
While patience plummets,
Hatred spews
And that’s the sum of it,

Our lowest resource
Is surely trust,
Trust in God
And the rest of us,

So let’s make a pact,
A pact today,
We won’t listen
To what “they” say,

We’ll simply dress
Ourselves in love,
And show our faith
In Him above,

For though the world is running low
We have a great supply,
The hands that meet our every need
Have made both Earth and sky.

©2018 by William Pierce


Father,

Though the world collapses and the cosmos falls, we can trust in You for every need. What shall we fear?

Thank You, Lord!

Just Wasting My Time

Worry

Luke 12:25-31
New International Version (NIV)

25 Who of you by worrying can add a single hour to your life? 26 Since you cannot do this very little thing, why do you worry about the rest? 27 “Consider how the wild flowers grow. They do not labor or spin. Yet I tell you, not even Solomon in all his splendor was dressed like one of these. 28 If that is how God clothes the grass of the field, which is here today, and tomorrow is thrown into the fire, how much more will he clothe you—you of little faith! 29 And do not set your heart on what you will eat or drink; do not worry about it. 30 For the pagan world runs after all such things, and your Father knows that you need them. 31 But seek his kingdom, and these things will be given to you as well.


Worry

What good does it do us?
What is the point?
We sit and we stew
And it just disappoints,

Nothing is solved,
Nothing explained,
How silly is that?
When nothing is changed,

We cannot sleep,
Our stomach’s a mess,
Our heart’s a pounding
Near a cardiac arrest,

We’d know it’d be wise
To lay it all down,
But the way to stop
Just hasn’t been found,

I’d give a year’s wages
Or perhaps even two,
If I could lay down this burden
And just start anew.

©2018 by William Pierce


Father,

Help us to lay down our worries and to pick up trust, for You are with us and You provide our every need. We thank You and praise Your holy name.

 

A Whisper of Hope

Speak to me

 

1 Kings 19:11-12
New Living Translation (NLT)

11 “Go out and stand before me on the mountain,” the LORD told him. And as Elijah stood there, the LORD passed by, and a mighty windstorm hit the mountain. It was such a terrible blast that the rocks were torn loose, but the LORD was not in the wind. After the wind there was an earthquake, but the LORD was not in the earthquake. 12 And after the earthquake there was a fire, but the LORD was not in the fire. And after the fire there was the sound of a gentle whisper.


Speak To Me

Speak to me with words I know
In speech that I can understand,
Explain the workings of this world
And the nature of your plan,

Speak to me and heal my spirit
With love songs in the night,
Of what is good and what is evil
Keep me from losing sight,

Speak to me, I need attention
I need it oh so much,
When all the others have departed
I need to feel your touch,

Speak to me in heart-broken moments
When life’s hard knocks are to blame,
Hold my hand and whisper softly
Let me hear you call my name,

Speak to me when darkness surrounds me,
When death beats loud upon its drum,
Your mighty voice will break the cadence
And with a word shall bid me to “Come!”

©2018 by William Pierce


Father,

You guide us through this dark world and into the Light with a whisper from Your mighty voice. Thank You so!