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Month: May 2021

You Care About the Little Things

Published by Hillary van Eyssen on May 31, 2021

You care about the little things
The smallest details of our lives
Our very hairs You’ve numbered
Not a thing escapes Your eyes

You see our joy and laughter
You see our very deep despair
Lord, You see each hidden agony
Because You really care

Our successes and our failures
Are not hidden from Your sight
Your compassions never end
And in our victories You delight

You see depression’s devastation
On our bodies and our minds
You see the battles fought within
Our thoughts being undermined

You’re aware of our emotions
Each forgiveness, each offence
Each desire, every hatred
Insecurities, confidence

When we fall You’re quick to lift us
When we run You cheer us on
In this race of life to win the prize
That’s waiting at Your throne

 

 

 

My Love Transcends Eternity

Published by Hillary van Eyssen on May 28, 2021

My love transcends eternity
It is this love that set you free
I gave all that I gave to give
So that you may not die, but live

My back was scourged and blood flowed free
My very bones looked up at Me
They plucked My beard and punched My face
Beat Me with sticks, these men so base

A cruel crown of thorns I bore
That pierced My flesh and deeply tore
Excruciating agony
I suffered nailed onto a tree

I thirsted but they gave Me gall
My nakedness revealed to all
While soldiers cast lots laughingly
For the cloak they took from Me

In love became sin for your sake
To cleanse and to eradicate
The price of sin you’d have to pay
Had I not died for you that day

JOEL 2:1 TO 11

Published by Hillary van Eyssen on May 18, 2021

Blow the trumpet, Zion
The army’s on their way
The day of the Lord has come
This dark and dreadful day

The mightiest army ever
Is marching in His name
A fire burns before them
Behind, a burning flame

Before them, land like Eden
Behind them, desert waste
Nothing can escape them
This war is Spirit based

Like horses in appearance
They move like Cavalry
With noise like that of chariots
They charge forth fearlessly

Leaping over mountain tops
Aflame like crackling fire
Consuming stubble in their way
This army does not tire

The nations are in anguish
And every face turns pale
Seeing these mighty warriors
As many walls they scale

They all march in a straight line
Not swerving from their course
Not jostling each other
Marching straight ahead, this force

They plunge through all defences
Not breaking ranks at all
They rush upon the City
And they run along the wall

Climbing through the windows
Like thieves, they enter in
The Earth quakes at their coming
And the sky shakes, seeing them

The sun and moon are darkened
And the stars no longer shine
The Lord gives voice before them

Their warrior king divine
An army without number
Mighty those who do His will
His day is great and dreadful
Who can endure it still?

Olive Oil

Published by Hillary van Eyssen on May 14, 2021

As the olive is crushed
To extract the oil
And filtered till pure
Free of contents that spoil

A crushing takes place
And we’re filtered until
The dross stays behind
And we bow to Your will

The Holy Wind of God

Published by Hillary van Eyssen on May 12, 2021

We need the holy wind of God
This rushing, mighty wind
Breathing Spirit life in us
Healing us within

We are sustained by Spirit wind
The Breath of Life supreme
Who raises, heals and sets us free
To worship God, our king

 

Within Black Velvet Skies Above

Published by Hillary van Eyssen on May 10, 2021

Within black velvet skies above
The stars are on display
Like Sapphires of great brilliance
They softly light our way

The moon on the horizon
Casts a path across the sea
As she rises like a golden ball
Reflecting playfully

Waves crash against the solid rocks
And foam upon the shore
Then rush back to the depths again
Just to return once more

The sand is soft beneath our feet
A perfect place to pray
And give thanks to our God for all
This beauty on display

You Died Alone

Published by Hillary van Eyssen on May 8, 2021

You died alone at Calvary
To give me life eternally
The crown of thorns You bore for me
Renewed my mind and set me free

Rejected, naked, shamed,Your plight
To clothe me in Your glorious light
Your back was scourged and blood flowed free
Each lash, a healing, Lord, for me

Your hands were nailed onto a tree
To cleanse my hands to work for Thee
The nails that pierced Your feet that day
Enabled mine to walk Your way

My sorrows and infirmity
You bore that day in agony
And, Jesus, from Your wounded side
The Father made a spotless Bride

 

All Things Exist

Published by Hillary van Eyssen on May 6, 2021

All things exist because of Thee
The stars in every galaxy
The sun by day to give us light
The moon to shine for us each night

The raging winds, the pouring rains
The deserts vast, the fertile plains
The mountains, valleys and the seas
The leaves that rustle in the breeze

All that happens, You have planned
You have the world within Your hand
The earthquakes, tremors and the droughts
The rich, the poor, the layabouts

You take the clay out of the fields
To wet and trample till it yields
And when the clay has been abased
You mold the vessel to Your taste

 

 

Your Closest Friends Deserted You

Published by Hillary van Eyssen on May 6, 2021

Your closest friends deserted You
Fleeing from Gethsemane
When the soldiers came at night
To arrest You secretly

Peter denied You three times
Before the cock crowed twice
Because of fear that gripped his heart
And held it in a vice

Even John kept far away
Though they’d walked with You so long
Feeding, teaching, loving them
At your capture, they were gone

Betrayed by a kiss from Judas
Thirty coins, betrayal’s price
How little was the value
That he placed upon your life

The crowd who saw your miracles
And partook of much of them
Who shouted “Hosanna’ a week before
Cried: Crucify that man

Religious leaders, soldiers
And the multitude became
Enraged, bloodthirsty, eager for
Your suffering and Your shame

Tortured, wounded, bleeding, torn
Unrecognizable
But that was not enough for them
They hungered for the kill

Yet, as the nails were hammered through
Your hands and feet that day
And thorns pierced deep into your skull
The people heard You pray

Forgive them, for they know not what they do
Forgive, forgive
You freely gave forgiveness for our sins
That we might live

Not once were You offended
By their hateful, shameful deeds
In the midst of pain and suffering
You kept sowing loving seeds

You took time to give salvation
To suffering, dying thief
While You hung in agony on the cross
In utmost pain and grief

Obedient even unto death
In faith You rose again
To harvest love from many who
Make following you their aim