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in All Things
by Roger W Hancock
Give Praise to God Almighty.
In worship and Praise:
in song, in broken chant;
sometimes loudly, sometimes quietly;
though often, often praising.
Please the Lord in all things.
In ALL things please the Lord.
It pleases God to please your spouse.
In all things, together, please God.
© 02-28-2017 Roger W Hancock, www.PoetPatriot.com
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Sentinel
by Roger W Hancock
Fog horn sound,
white out, alarm.
Fog light beam,
dark out, warn.
Sunrise, sunset,
awake, asleep,
day or night,
need not weep.
Always watching,
sparing danger.
saving grace by
child in manger
© 8-17-2007 Roger W Hancock,
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Forgiven
by Roger W Hancock
Forgiven everyday,
Each day thanking,
God’s forgiving way.
When found in sin,
Turn to Him,
Find yourself forgiven.
Repentance secured,
Sanctifying sacrifice,
God’s wrath escaped.
Far day’s sacrifice.
Forgiven, fully paid,
God’s love
forgives.
© 11-19-2006 Roger W Hancock
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Word Rock
by
Roger W Hancock
Rock of Ages
Music beat
Within worship
Rock of God
Words, crisp
Words, clear
Message blurred,
Not heard.
Rollin, rockin,
Message point.
Lyrics spoken,
Clear to hear.
Rock and Rollin,
To Rock of Ages.
Roger W
Hancock Ó
August 20, 2003
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Sleep Tight
by
Roger W Hancock
May your sleep be restful,
Your dreams be peaceful.
That your following day,
With Christ be fruitful.
Copyright May 15, 2004 Roger W Hancock
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Little
Girl's Prayer
by Roger W Hancock
Little
Girl to pray,
"Now,
I lay me down...
That
all good to me, this day.
From
you above I pray.
My
dolls and I, we ask,
And
give our thanks...
To
you this day."
Ó May 20, 2003 Roger
W Hancock
www.PoetPatriot.com
This
poem was inspired by a picture circulating the internet. It
shows a little girl kneeling down by her bed with her dolls beside
her as if they too were in prayer.
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Christ is
King
by Roger W Hancock
Christ
is King.
His
spirit on wings,
our soul
to clean.
© 5-17-2001
Roger W Hancock www.PoetPatriot.com
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With God
by Roger W Hancock
Hand in hand with God,
His so strong and just.
My feet with Him to trod,
hands,
feet out of the dust.
©
6-16-2001 Roger W Hancock www.PoetPatriot.com
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Worship
Lives
by
Roger W Hancock
Worship
is where worship lives,
our
Lord abides in our worship praise.
Relationship
fulfilled within the praise,
when
worship lay, in all we do.
For
all He’s done, with all his love,
He
asks for praise, He asks for us.
He
asks for that which He gave to you.
He
requires the lives He gave to us.
We
will fail until made perfect.
Though
paradise cursed, we can prevail.
We
are enabled through the cleansing cost.
To
live in him is worship and praise.
© 5-18-2001 Roger W Hancock www.PoetPatriot.com
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Cry
by Roger W Hancock
Cry now over spilt blood,
for it was shed as cleansing blood.
Cry now for the pain and shame,
for it was felt though you’re to blame.
Cry now not within your guilt,
for the blood cleansed us from that guilt.
Cry now for the cost that paid,
for your sin and anguished pain.
Cry now in thankfulness,
for the blood enabled faithfulness.
Cry now with all praise to Him,
for
atonement sent to us from Him.
© 5-23-2001
Roger W Hancock www.PoetPatriot.com
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The
Three for Us
by Roger W Hancock
God
serves us to Him be served,
unto
us with sacrifice.
So
much for us so little deserved,
the
price of blood none else suffice.
Transgressions
cease within the power,
the
Holy Spirit’s comforting strength.
The
soothing grace in us deter,
when
sin to us the blood avenge.
He
serves us with the Spirit whole,
and
of the Word the sacrifice.
To
the one, the three, our love extol,
the
plan began in Genesis.
Perfect
God the three in one,
the
one in three to manifest.
Us
in them as foster sons,
within
the three the Sabbath rest.
© 6-1-2001
Roger W Hancock www.PoetPatriot.com
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Exalt Him
by Roger W Hancock
Worthy
of praise all Glory to God,
His
justice prevails all evil will fail.
To
exalt the God who created life,
Give
gratitude, lives made of love.
Praise
unto Him the Lord Our God,
His
care will not fail in all of our ail.
Give
glory to Him concern for fowl,
The
more, His charge for our lives.
Halleluiah,
Glory unto Father, Son,
His
Spirit prevail, over evil’s assail.
Honor
Christ who lowered himself,
Magnify
Him abused for your avail.
Worship
of praise a love unto God,
Gave
himself, pure love as a dove.
Marvelous
is He the King of Hosts,
Wonderful for the price blood paid.
© 6-5-2001
Roger W Hancock www.PoetPatriot.com
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A
Thanksgiving Prayer
by Roger W Hancock
Let
us all be thankful for all we have,
from
where we have been to where we are.
For
food that is plenty that we will not want,
for
the words that show life now and beyond.
Thank
you God for all, for we do not deserve.
© 11-22-2001
Roger W Hancock www.PoetPatriot.com
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I
Cry to Him
by Roger W Hancock
Majestic
name, oh so sweet,
I
cry, I cry out, thanks for all, the price he paid.
Scarlet
blood, with water flowed, a broken heart,
for
those lost… forever in their… selfish hearts.
I
Cry, let not, my heart be hard,
nails
in each palm the pain that should be mine.
My
God, my Lord, my scapegoat… the lamb,
guiltless
man instead for me.
I
cry, I cry in joyfulness, forgiveness to me he gave,
nail
through his feet, his price on which I stand.
Glorious
name, all power to me avail;
within
the power, a fountain flows.
I
cry, immersed within that fount,
cleansed
from sin… saved from hell.
Sacrificed
on alter cross; in my stead he died,
come
third day to rise again, victory over death.
I
cry; for salvation cry, to praise the Christ Jesus;
my
God... my King... my Lord.
© 4- 11-2002
Roger W Hancock
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He
Is
by Roger W Hancock
Be
still and know that he is God,
That
God is He, the three
To
know the one,
the
one true God,
is
to know the one who’s three.
Counselor,
Comforter,
and
Father, three,
all
one but three,
in
true worship see,
is
the one true deity.
© 9-28-2002 Roger W Hancock
www.PoetPatriot.com
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Thank
Him
by
Roger W Hancock
I am so
thankful. I know he knows;
My sins erased by price.
Free flow of blood; I thank so much;
His cleansing gift, gave from love.
Gratefulness for loving grace,
In quiet reflective solitude.
God’s enablement of love,
To fill my cup, return to Him.
Sanctified, cleansed of sin,
Thankfulness for battles won.
His joy lifts from despair’s depth,
Victory in love, His power.
I know God knows, my Gratefulness,
But . . . have I spoken so?
To the heavens I declare,
Bold unquiet praise of thanks.
Unashamed I lift my voice,
I thank
the Lord my God !
© November 20, 2005 Roger W Hancock
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