‘You split the sea
So I could walk right through it
My fears were drowned in perfect love
You rescued me
And I will stand and sing
I am a child of God.’
King of Kings
‘What a Beautiful Name’ – Hillsong Worship
‘Death could not hold You, the veil tore before You
You silenced the boast, of sin and grave
The heavens are roaring, the praise of Your glory
For You are raised to life again
You have no rival, You have no equal
Now and forever, Our God reigns
Yours is the Kingdom, Yours is the glory
Yours is the Name, above all names
What a powerful Name it is
What a powerful Name it is
The Name of Jesus Christ my King
What a powerful Name it is
Nothing can stand against
What a powerful Name it is
The Name of Jesus’
Worthy of Praise #NaPoWriMo2017 #GloPoWriMo2017
Calling to the Lord, most worthy of praise
He gave me a new song, a hymn of praise
Praise the Lord, my soul, enthroned Holy One
To your holy name be eternal praise
All my inmost being, will sing and rejoice
Unseal my lips, Lord, to declare your praise
All praise the Lord, you his faithful people
Great is the Lord, and most worthy of praise,
Shout for joy to the Lord, shout all the earth
Rejoice and sing to him a psalm of praise
Rejoice in the Lord, you righteous people
In glory of his name, make raucous praise
He holds keys to your hearts, by faith unlocked
Let all generations proclaim his praise
The NaPoWriMo.net official prompt for Day 13 of Na/GloPoWriMo2017 is to write a ghazal. The form was originally developed in Arabic and Persian poetry, but has become increasingly used in English, after being popularized by poets including Agha Shahid Ali. A ghazal is formed of couplets, each of which is its own complete statement. Both lined of the first couplet end with the same phrae or end-word, and that end-word is also repeated at the end of each couplet. If you’re really feeling inspired, you can also attempt to incorporate internal rhymes and a reference to your own name in the final couplet.
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A King Comes #NaPoWriMo2017 #GloPoWriMo2017
See how your King shall come riding to you?
Not a warrior astride proud battle steed –
On a donkey’s foal as poor servants do;
Greeted with palm branches now freshly freed,
Upon dirt roads dressed with cloaks from the crowd;
Acclaimed heir to a hero king: his son,
“Hosanna!” called out deafeningly loud;
A week begins – Son’s duty to be done,
The cruellest week of all – when souls must be hard won
One of my favourite learning experiences from Na/GloPoWriMo2016 was the challenge of trying new forms of poetry which move us away from our personal preferences or comfort zones. For Day 9 of Na/GloPoWriMo2017, the official prompt at NaPoWriMo.net asked us to write a nine-line poem, for example as used by Sir Edmund Spenser when he wrote The Faerie Queene , using a nine-line form of his own devising. This poem uses that ‘Spenserian Stanza‘ – a rhyme scheme of a. b. a. b. c. d. c. d. d., employing Iambic Pentameter, with the last line in Iambic Hexameter with caesura.
The inspiration comes from Jesus’s ‘triumphal entry’ into Jerusalem, as told in the bible’s gospel of Matthew, at 21:1-11
Name Above All Names #NaPoWriMo2017 #GloPoWriMo2017
Alpha and Omega
Bread of Life
Chief Cornerstone
Good Shepherd
High Priest
Immanuel
King of Kings
Lamb of God
Messiah
Redeemer
Saviour
True Vine
Wonderful Counsellor
Jesus, Name above all Names
On Day 6 of Na/GloPoWriMo the official prompt at NaPoWriMo.net is to write a poem that looks at the same thing from various points of view, citing as an example the most famous poem of this type probably being Wallace Stevens’ “Thirteen Ways of Looking at a Blackbird”.
His Territory
Self-imposed exiles,
Slaves held in captivity,
Your King sets you free;
Our hearts are his territory –
He bids come beside His throne
written in response to today’s prompt at The Daily Posttoday’s prompt at The Daily Post
Purple Majesty reblogged
In royal Purple
His heirs, sharing his heirlooms –
Christ, His Majesty
Day Five of the National/Global Poetry Writing Month challenge for 2016 – to spend some time looking at the names of heirloom plants, and write a poem that takes its inspiration from, or incorporates the name of, one or more of these garden rarities.
Purple Majesty is known as the deepest purple of all purple potato varieties, hence the given name. Purple potatoes are grown for both fresh market potatoes and for chipping potatoes.
Na/GloPoWriMo 2017 begins in 5 days!
All Hail the King!
There will be a day
Each and ev’ry knee shall bow –
Hail the risen King!
written in response to this week’s RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt Challenge #139 – “King” and “Day”
One Day with my Lord
O Lord Almighty,
Blessed is the one who trusts in you!
Blessed are those who dwell in your house:
They are ever praising you!
How lovely is your dwelling place, my Lord Almighty!
For better is one day in your courts
than a thousand elsewhere!
My soul yearns, even faints,
For the courts of the Lord;
My heart and flesh
Cry out for the living God!
Hear my praise, Lord God Almighty;
listen to me, God of Jacob:
Better is one day in your courts
than a thousand elsewhere!
For the Lord my God is a sun and shield;
He bestows favour and honour –
No good thing does he withhold
from those whose walk is blameless!
Hear my prayer, Lord God Almighty;
listen to me, God of Jacob.
For better is one day in your courts
than a thousand elsewhere!
– adapted from Psalm 84 for my 1000th post
Nebuchadnezzar’s Dream #NaPoWriMo2016 #GloPoWriMo2016
Today’s Na/GloPoWriMo2016 challenge – to write a poem with l..o..n..g lines (17 syllables!). Goodbye comfort zone.
In the second year of his reign, Nebuchadnezzar had troubling dreams;
He summoned magicians and sorcerers, “I want to know what it means”
“Tell me my dream and interpret, or it shall be the worse for you all”
“What the king asks is too difficult. No one can reveal but the gods!”
The decree was issued: ‘put the wise men to death’, men sent out to obey
The commander found Daniel and his friends, and heard what he had to say;
Pleading for mercy from almighty God concerning this mystery,
During the night, all was revealed so that Daniel was able to see.
The king dreamed an enormous, dazzling statue, awesome in appearance,
A head of pure gold, chest and arms of silver, belly and thighs of bronze,
Its legs cast in iron, feet a mixture partly of iron and baked clay;
And as the king watched, a rock was cut out, but not by the art of man.
It struck and smashed the statue’s feet, and the iron, clay, bronze, silver, and gold
Were broken to pieces and became like chaff on a threshing room floor.
The wind swept all of the elements away without leaving a trace,
And the hewn rock became a huge mountain which filled all corners of Earth.
“Your Majesty, you are the head of gold, with dominion and power;
After you, other kingdoms will arise, but they shall come and then go
But in that time, God will set up a kingdom never to be destroyed,
It will bring all other kingdoms to an end, and endure forever.”
God showed the king what would be: true dream, trustworthy interpretation.
Faith Unlocked 