My Spirit belongs to Thee ...

"Thee is the source of my spirit,

Comes from thee and desires to rest in thy kingdom too,

My flesh, which was just a substance in the body a few days back,

Nourishment from You make it stretch to its fullest limits,

Days, months and years I spend without thee,

But You oh my God, neither have left nor has forsaken me,

Witnessing an unfailing and unconditional love for me,

Thee’s love makes my eyes go wet and heart goes humble,

Goes humble to honor and worship thee.

Even though when my eyes are close,

Even when I don’t listen to His calls,

Even when I fall, fall short of His glory,

His mercy, His love prevails.

He bestows His hedge of protection on me,

He cleanseth my spirit by His own Sons blood." 

Change me Lord ...

"Change me Lord,

Change me Lord,

For Your glory to be known,

For Your glory to be known, among your creation,

From inside out, top to bottom,

Healed I’m, healed I’m let me proclaim,

With full of joy, from the bottom of my heart,

And shouting with the top of my throat,

Here I’m presenting whole of myself on to you,

To be, what You want me to be,

From You I came, to You I’ll go back,

Let you purpose, let you will be done in and through me."

The moment of now ...

Living in the moment of now,

Now means, looking straight into the depths of your eyes,

Now means, looking at the beautiful expressions on you face when I get stuck on it,

Now means, resting in the silence, just you and me,

Now means, smelling the fragrance of love at the moment of time,

This moment of now last, as long as the air in atmosphere.

Naughtiness in the moments of now, is priceless,

Talks shared at the moment of now, makes the commitment stronger,

Breath of two bodies becomes parallel, and sounds like a storm, unstoppable,

Arms around you, appears that you would not like to get out of that grip,

At the moment of now, though talks becomes less as gestures do the talk.

At the moment of now, you and me, me and you…create a new equation of life.    

Bless my heart, bless my soul ...

"Bless my heart, bless my soul, my Father my God,

So that, I may grow in you more and more,

Father, on to You I submit my life, in You I fully trust.

Let me be the blessed one whose sins are forgotten,                                  

A child of yours who keeps Your name always on his lips,      

The one who has holy fear of You in his heart,

The one who seeks guidance only from you,

The one who trusts only on Your strength,

The one who keeps hope in Your deliverance,

The one on whom Your unfailing love rests,

The blessed one who takes refuge in You,

The one who is craving for Your words,

The one who believes in redemption through Jesus,

The one who has no deceit in the heart,

The one who lives to do Your will,.

The one who knows, just to love.

Bless my heart, bless my soul, my Father my God,

So that, I may grow in you more and more."

We live our lives ....

"We all live with our wounded hearts, pain and hurts,

We all live with acceptance and rejections,

We all live with darks and in the light,

We all live with the lows and highs,

We all live with some secrets and openness, 

We all live with some love and some unlikeliness,

We all live with the ashes and new seed too,

We all live with changing season of spring, winter, autumn and summer,

We all live with the true and artificial love,

We all live with great boldness, meekness and cowardliness too,

We all live with doubts, clarity and confirmation in await,

We all live with our dreams, some fulfilled, some drowned and shattered,

We all live with closed doors, faking ourselves, and in the real grip of present too,

We all live with the old, the new and looking for even better then the now,

We all live lives with our own pace, in that we run, we fall, we lay down and we get up too,

We all live lives as if we are unbeatable warriors and have not heard about tears,

We all live with some negatives and positives of happened things,

We all live with soft, sour, bitter, tangy and love flavors in heart,

We all live lives as if we are driving and some times go with the flow too,

We all live lives with the rights, faults, errors, repentance and reconciliation,

We all live lives with said and unsaid norms of the world,

We all live with a heart which hears, sees and even touches the emotions,

We all live with confession as if it as white as snow and dark as if solar eclipse too, 

We all live our lives with hunger, thirst of many kinds,

We have our lives because; there is a God who loves us, that no one could,

We all face it because; some times we deserve it for what we have done,

We all face it because; our Master wants to lead n correct us."

“उमृ की टेकरी”

पतंग उङाता मैं बचपन मैं,

कभी घर की छत से कभी खुले मैदानो के िबच से,

पतंग मेरी एक रूपय़े की, मंजा और सददी तीन रूपये की, तो िघररी मेरी पाँच रूपये की,

था मैं पेज लड़ाता ना जाने िकस िकस से,

िनले अाकाश के िनचे, िनले-िपले रंग की पतंग कभी गोते खाती कभी इठलाती,

और मैं जमीन पर खड़ा मगन अपने शौक में, यही सोचा करता, काश मैं भी कभी उड़ पाता,

बचपन की मसती,बचपन का बचपना बड़ा याद अाता हैं,

बेिफक्‌, अाजाद, बेपरवाह था वो बचपन,

भरी दोपहर में घर के दरवाजे को चुपके से धपप करना अाज भी गुदगुदाता हैं,

कयोिक मँा के डर से छुपकर भागना जो होता था।

समय मुठठी में तो िफतुर िदमाग में पनपते रहते,

खाना तो खाना, िकसी का िदमाग खाना िदनच्‌या का अिभनन अंग हुअा करता था,

दोसतो के साथ सकूल जाना,सायकल की घंटी से सब को अपना लड़कपन का अहसास िदलाना,

अपना िटिफन छोड़ दुसरो का िटिफन झपट कर खा जाना, बड़ा याद अाता हैं,

िटपा-टापी होमव्‌क की, तो पिरक्षओ(Exam) में जी तोड़ महनत करना,

सकूल की िटचर से मार खाना और बाद में उसे जीभ िचड़ाना,

अकसर पेट पकड़कर माँ से बहाना बनाना और सकूल ना जाना,

वो सड़क िकनारे वाले चाट,गोल गपपे भईया के ठेले के पास खड़ा हो जाना,

वो अजीब-अजीब से शौक पालना, तो िबना पहचान के भी मददत कर देना,

अकसर याद अाता हैं, जब सब एक दुसरे को िसफृ facebook की िदवारों पर ही देख पाते हैं।

वो कोलोनी को िपडडु और िकृकेट के शोर से भर देना,

सब का साथ होना और घर में ही घर-घर खेलना, वो झूठ मुठ का घर बसाना,

घर की पुिलयापर बैठ गपशप करना,

पड़ोस के भईया का सामने वाली दीदी से छुपछुप कर िमलना,

और हमें तैनात करना पहरेदारी के िलए, बड़ा याद आता हैं,

हमारा कल का सपना आज हम रोज जीते हैं,

वातानुकुिलत कारें, िवदेशी कपडे. तनपर और जहां जी चाहे खाना का लुफत उठाना,

अाज तो िटचर की मार भी सही जान पडती हैं,

फाईलो में दफन हम, अकसर दफतर की िखड.की से सड़को पर अपना बचपन खोजते नजर आते हैं।

धुिमल सी वो यादे बचपन की, अकसर उनमें खोने का इंतेजार करती हैं।

संघषृ करते हम िजनदगी की अापा-धापी में, हम सहसा खोए से नजर अा जाते हैं,

बचपन का िसफृ अाज और अभी में जीना बड़ा याद करते हैं,

वो कल की िचंता में अपना खुव नहीं जलाया करता था,

पहले के दूर में अाज हम अपना घोसला बनाए बैठे हैं,

हर िदशा को अपनाते गए, िगरे पर, खडे. होने की कला भी हम िसखते रहें,

हमारे अाज को हम कल में तबदील होते और समय की मृम तथा कठोर सपषृ लेते रहें,

अब उमृ की टेकरी पर खड़े होकर, बचपन का बचपना और अाजादी बड़ा याद करते हैं। "

She is gone ...

"She is gone, like passing of a breeze,

Which just touched me for a while,

She is gone, like exhaling last breath from my lungs,

Which was keeping me alive,

She is gone, like sand slips from the palms,

Which made me feel that I held her for tiniest moment of the time,

She is gone, like a rainbow disappears from the sky,

Which left my life as colorless as water drop.

My longing for you increases, every morning I wakeup,

Eyes searches, ears wanted to hear your voice,

Nostrils wanted to smell fragrance of you,

My hands in air try to reach you,

Feet’s tells the heart to move to a certain direction.

And I say to myself,

Oh, Oh my love, for you I’ve waited so long, why can’t we be one???"

िलखी अाजादी का जश्न ...

"अब मुझे मेरा शहर मेरा दॆश अपिरिचत, अनजाना सा लगता है, 
यहाँ का पानी अब मुझे खारा सा लगता है,

मुस्‌कान की चौङाई अब पतझड़ के सुखे पत्‌तों के समान िसकुड़ सी गई है,

पुँजीवाद का अजगर पहले लोगों की हँसी,

अब िदलो मे बसा अपनापन िनगलता जा रहा है,

िवकास िनरवस्‌त्र ठंड़ में िठठुरता सा पड़ा है,

करमठ नेता वा अिधकारी या दबा या शहादत वाले एलबम के िहस्से बन जाते है,

और अाड़बरी नेता वा अिधकारी घोटालों या प्रात रूपी तवों पर अपनी मतलबी रोटी सकते रहते है,  

‌त्‌योहारो के इस देश में िमष्‌ठानो का अादान प्रदान िवरला ही नजारा है,

घोटाले मच्‌छरो की संख्‌या के समान बढ़ते ही जाते है,

बाहर की चाहे, िदमाक की, दोनो ही गंदगी मे पलते है,

अखबार ही अब प़डोिसयो को एक दुसरे की सुख-दुख की कहानी सुनाते है,

देश की बढ़ती अथॆव्‌यवस्‌था दुिनया को सोचने पर मजबूर करती है,

वही देश का अाम नागिरक सडको में गड्‌ड़े,िबजली कटौती और बढ.ती महंगाई से जुजता रहता है,

िशकायत पत्र रद्‌दी में या अाग तापने के काम अाते है,

रोज की अव्‌यवस्‌थाओं में फसा मतदाता ढगा सा महसुस करता है,

ये मजबूर नही पर मजबूर बन जाता है।

देश की एकता में सेंध लगाने अब प्राँतवाद अा गया है,

हमारे कर(tax) का पैसा या नेताओं या अिधकारीयों के िवदेशी खातो में जमा हो जाता है,

या हमारे अपनो की हत्‌या करने वालों कसाब जैसो को पालने के काम अाता है,

टी.वी चैनल वही िदखाता है जो उसकी टी.अार.पी (TRP) बढ़ाता है,

िकसी की िजन्‌दगी का माखौल उड़ाना, चौकोर डब्‌बे में अासान हो जाता है,

सड़को,भवनो का बन्‌ना अब नेताओं और अधिकारीयों के अागमन पर िनर्भर करता है,

कहकहे अब भाषणो को सुनने से उठते है,

एक प्रथा हम अाज भी िनभाते चले अा रहे है,

पान की िपक से िदवारो को रंगने के बाद हम सरकार को दोषी ठहराते है,

डकैती का नया नाम अब जमाखोरी है,

पहले कम कपड़े, गरीब की तंगहाली िदखाता था,

पर हाय, अाज का कम, कम नहीं, अाधुिनकता िदखलाता है।

िकसान की िचता, अाज का गरमा गरम मुद्‌दा है,

उसके घर की त्रस्‌दी, िकसी पाटीॆ का झंडा उँचा करता है,

अाज का भुखा, भुख से कम शोषण से ज्‌यदा मरता है,

हमारा गुस्‌सा अच्‌छे अच्‌छो की महनत को स्‌वाह कर देता है,

जब हम हड़ताल और चक्‌काजाम मे सबकुछ मिटया मे कर देते है,

लाल िफते वाली फाईल हल्‌की होती है इसिलए उसे पैसों के वजन से भारी करना पड़ती है,

नही तो ये चुहों का भोजन या िदमग को भेंट चढ़ता है,

जादु का खेल नही देखा अापने, तो एक बार सरकारी दफतर में घुसकर देखीए,

अपने जीवनभर की कमाई और भविष्‌य का चैन कैसे गुम होता है जानीये,

पहले राजाओं, िफर मुगलों, िफर अ़गे्जों ने राज िकया,

अाज अव्‌यवस्‌थाए, पुँजीवाद, सत्‌ता का दुरउपयोग करनो वाले और में रूखापन का गठबंधन हम पर राज करता है।

मैं एक अाम नागिरक, जो एक सरकारी बस में सफर करता हँू,

भीड. की कचपच में खड़ा होकर भी, िलखी अाजादी का जश्‌न मनाता हँू।"

11th station - The way of cross

Jesus is nailed on the cross

We have been feeding a beast called “disbelief” within us and this is not a story started yesterday and ended today, but it started from the very beginning of the creation itself.

Adam and eve did it by eating the fruit of forbidden tree, here the thing was not just about eating the fruit but it was about believing and following, which we all know that they didn’t do and hence consequences were there … they have been thrown out from the presence of God himself.

Though there are uncountable examples but one example of feeding this beast is worth mentioning and the second example we can see when we see God lead his people form Egypt to the Promised Land. The journey that could have been finished in just 11 days took 40 years, it’s because of the animal we have within us called “disbelief”. This doesn’t mean God left us, God can’t stop being God and that’s why he gave them water even by splitting the rock and providing them water, with the angels food called manna to them in the middle of the desert along with the meat of birds, more then enough to them. But they too couldn’t stop being human and they grumbled against him again and again asking for more even though when the food was in their mouths. -Psalms 78

And the consequence for them for their disbelief was that this grumbling generation died before they could enter the Promised Land.

Third example changed the whole definition of love, which is coming of Christ. Still in our disbelief we hanged the one who came to save us, the one who said “not my but yours will be done”, the one who called us His brothers and sisters … the one who is the Son of God. His coming was an assurance that God loves us and wants us to get us back by believing on his Son and following him.

In continuation to this story if we place ourselves also, we can see how perfect followers we are of our ancestors, just perfect because we didn’t learn from their mistakes. And if we see our life’s today we too are the same who keep on feeding the same beast “disbelief” within us.

In this show off today world we just believe in names, in marketing terms its said “brands”. We daily see different ads like SRK and aiswarya appealing us to buy skin whitening cream, a model selling cream biscuits full of protein and vitamins, world’s cheapest car “Nano”, mobile with latest features or movie heroines promoting hair oil and so on. It’s a pity on us that we so easily believe in these materialistic things and that too we are loyal buyers but shame on us that we don’t believe in salvation through His son Jesus.

Every season company’s change their brand ambassadors and fully utilize media of all sorts whether say it magazines, Internet, newspapers etc to reach us at any expense and that too we have been charged for using them. And very cheerfully we pay the cost they have incurred in other words we pay the hidden cost.

In contrary, Almighty God the one who loved us so much that he send His only Son for us, to interact face to face, its not even word of mouth, no show off, no hidden cost for us to pay because He himself paid in full for us for our sins, just one ambassador “Jesus” who was, is now and who will come again. Stern heart people have rejected Him 2000 years ago by hanging Him once on cross but our actions full of disbelief and lack of heart to follow Him, nail Him daily. Whenever we sin we cause Him pain and make Him suffer and its more them physical hurt we hurt Him form inside.

Lets take time to understand the meaning of him being nailed on the cross and think once again why he choose to die so painfully, for whom did he give up his life???

Is it not we, why He choose so painful death, so that we may live with a wider aspect of life that is with repentance, love, forgiveness and living in hope of eternal life.

Aren't we the guilty one, for whom He died so mercilessly so that we may live being his disciples to reflect His sacrifice.

Lets prepare and submit ourselves, our hearts, lets go to him with sincere heart to know Him and understand His love for us.

Losing someone means pain ...

My soul has gone bitter, Oh Lord!!!

And heart has gone sour,

The one I love,

And the one, who loved me,

Has been called in your assemble,

Please be good to him, don’t count his mistakes,

As he tried to be same as You told.

Console me my Lord, I’m burning in agony,

Pain of losing is pulling me to the deepest of darkness,

My tears are gushing out and my cheeks don’t want to dry,

Cold breeze is useless and scorching heat is ineffective it to vaporize,

Human words produce itching to ears,

Sympathy don’t appease me,

Food has become tasteless; sleep has disappeared all of a sudden.

Alone I find myself in the mass,

My heart just pray that he may find a new life in Your dominion,

Fulfill Your promise by letting him in,

My heart gives thanks to You for such a beautiful person in my life,

Thanks for the time, the food, the fellowship I have had with him,

Though memories will play hide and seek in the cerebrum of my brain,

But I bow down to pray to be in Your kingdom, to see You and meet him again.”

Celebrating the Death of Christ...

“Day before we could have figured out the reason and causes,

Blood was shed; even single drop was not left from the mortal body,

“Jesus” was the name, who was slaughtered by us barbarians,

For being innocent, and speaking the word of God,

As a sin offering God sacrificed Him, Who was His son,

Becoming the culprit, becoming the guilty for the sins, which was on our credit,

And as a shameless creatures, in one voice, we exclaimed, hang Him on the cross.

Sin is not just sin, it offends God, it’s a case when humans losses his life,

It’s a synonym to death, a black hole in a spiritual life,

Cost of getting out is heavy, a life is ransom, thought it’s been paid,

Still we don’t cease ourselves of doing these blunderous mistakes,

There is no alternative way to get out of the aftermath of sins,

But don’t be scared as Jesus has already declared he is the only way,

And as a shameless creatures, in one voice, we exclaimed, hang Him on the cross.

Parting the creation in two eras, this is what Jesus did,

Bringing an era of hope and reminding the keyword repentance,

To we people, who have lost their identity taking an opposite path,

Jesus himself was a signature on the document called Love by our living God,

Which we have denied accepting in our arrogance and false pride,

Bleeding and wounded body of Jesus was an outward expression of Gods heart,

And as a shameless creatures, in one voice, we exclaimed, hang Him on the cross.

As everything has a reason and everything finds purpose in Him,

So do His blood was poured to cleanse the sins of human kind,

His Sacrifice gives us an occasion to Celebrate and remember,

How much a sin costs and how endless our God can love us just to redeem us,

Let’s feel the energy, let’s feel the passion, now let’s trust God,

Holy Zeal, lets invite in us to live life for the will of God,

Cure the myopia caused by the sin, Dear God, which blurred our sights to see your love for us.”

Christmas must be Christ must ...

 “Here comes the season of Christmas again,

A season of carol songs and greetings,

Here comes the season of Christmas again,

Christ our King, our Savior was born today,

Here comes the season of Christmas again,

Born in the manger, wrapped in clothes and was kept on the fodder of animals,

Here comes the season of Christmas again,

Licked by creatures and welcomed by quivering cold of that dark winter night,

Here comes the season of Christmas again,

Whole town was asleep not knowing that the redeemer is born.

His cry declares, “God loves us”,

Coming of Christ in our heart and life is true Christmas,

Christmas is about Christ Jesus, let Him be must,

Gifts form Santa, wearing new clothes, decorating Christmas tree,

Eating sweets, shopping decorative and playing jazz Christmas songs,

These are just a part of our outward expression of joy, but not true Christmas.

Once He was born in cold winter night, but let Him feel the warmth of our hearts today,

Once He was born in the manger, but let us give the most precious place to stay today,

Once He was born under shattered roof, but let Him see the roof of our faith and hope this time,

Catch the true vibe of Christmas, it’s not in the glittering presents we give and receive,

Nor in the red and brown of cherries and cakes, Smell the essence of Christmas,

Jesus is must; He is the main ingredient of our celebration.

Like a family member He wants to be a part of our celebration of His birthday,

He wants to be there when we cut his birthday cake, don’t leave Him alone this time,

Christmas is a season, to be with someone whom you love, let Him be the one,

It’s about the King, who love us even more than His life,

Let us understand the true meaning of Christmas from Christ, by letting Him in,

Lets make His presence be must when we greet each other this time.

Merry Christmas …

Merry Christmas … with a condition … let there, Christ be must!!!

It's all about ...

"It’s all about taking the step of faith,

It’s all about believing that God is there even when our eyes are close,

It’s all about leaving our fears behind and putting our trust in Him,

It’s all about surrendering oneself to be used by God,

It’s all about salvation from God through Jesus,

It’s all about seeing the color of freedom and peace,

It’s all about inhaling life and thanking God,

It’s all about hearing the cry from streets through which Jesus walked to do the will of God,

It’s all about Son of God, who died and rose again for us,

It’s all about knowing how vast and great He is,

It’s all about celebrating the death of Christ for our deliverance,

It’s all about spitting the past of our sinfulness,

It’s all about forgiving, loving and being there when someone is in need,

It’s all about practicing humbleness as Jesus did in the manger,

It’s all about knowing that He is within us,

It’s all about accepting the nails, thorns and the cross,

It’s all about becoming the vineyard He wants in us,

It’s all about who we are from inside,

It’s all about the fulfilled promises and waiting, hoping and praying for God’s time,

It’s all about the morning we see, the bread He blesses and night to sleep on bed,

It’s all about acknowledging God that we have someone to love,

It's all about the price which was being paid to redeem us,

It’s all about the single piece of cloth, which we allowed to Jesus on the cross,

It’s all about trampling the snake of sin and temptations,

It’s all about being a blessing rather just waiting for us to be blessed,

It’s all about emptying ourselves for the Holy Ghost to fill us,

It’s all about trying to understand the feelings of losing someone we love,

It’s all about the cross, which wants us to added in the kingdom of God,

It’s all about the cross, which wants us to cross through it to have an eternal life,

It’s all about taking small steps to go for a big leap,

It’s all about asking for healing from Jesus, in all aspects of our life,

It’s all about knowing the God who loved us first.”

A new covenant

“Love can’t get better,

Oh, when our God writes it with his sons sacrifice,

Vagarious is our God, who clean Seth our sins,

Evil which came in our life, with the man called Adam.

Offenders, offenses are forgotten; look our God has stretched out his hands to embrace us,

For the sake of his name, he exchanged our sins, with his son’s death.

God who is soo good came on earth as ‘Jesus’,

Oh, not to punish, but to take away the sins of the world,

Dead once he was, but is risen again to show glory of God.”

Offerring is serving ...

“Giving does not just remain a dead thing,

It takes a shape of lively offering when it enters almighty sanctuary,

We think and give,

But the one who loved us, loved us and offered,

One part of his own self,

And Son followed the father and offered himself to His authority,

By Saying” into your hands”.

It is one of the purposes, we are here for,

Is by offering ourselves by serving him in what ever way he wants,

A single penny, a hand of help to stranger,

Is nothing else of offering the best they had,

May appear small, but father knows the true heart.

Leads to selflessness, a step ahead towards God,

An offering is one of the ways to ask pardon,

He makes a signet ring of the offering, which is from our hearts,

It makes him smile it gives him joy, b’coz he feels our hearts."

A Quest ...

“Life is a journey,

And to find the purpose is a big quest,

Foots stumble and minds go astray,

Doing our own may mislead us, 

But remember, still we are His loved once,

For whom He sacrificed his only Son,

Just kneel down, close your eyes and surrender yourself,

And make Jesus you’re shepherded again,

As you know, He is forgiving,

He’ll open his arm and say … come my dear.

Neither I, nor are you permanent, as we are just mortal beings,

It’s just a matter of time, which is going to pass by,

Incomplete is the journey without knowing the Lord,

Accepting that we are sinners, is the invitation; He placed in our hands,

Journey is long, and clueless we may find, at many points of time,

Physically though we are already on the move,

But let’s start it again by asking Lords special kit for our Spiritual life.

Our strength too has a limit, which once reaches to its peak and then falls down,

In tackling the snares of dark, we have to be well prepared,

Otherwise we’ll become his prey and he will make a feast on his catch,

A heart guarded, which only seeks God and His righteousness,

Super natural eyes to see the path, which Jesus has already laid down for us,

Wisdom to say no to temptations and key to over come the trails,

And fear of You in my heart that brings knowledge to me.

For an unshakable faith in You, I stand,

Even if I fall, I’ll bounce back with a humble heart to you,

With courage I confess, that I’m weak and to say I need Your help,

You have made me entitled to receive Your grace, love, mercy in abound,

Measureless is your grace and mercy & love from You is without expiry,

My thoughts dig down deep, it travels at light speed and pondering makes it take a plunge,

To know just a pinch of You.

I run with at breathless speed and find, I have just traveled a mile,

Daily I read the book of life, still I see a toddler taking an extra step every day,

I break and I go broken, I plan and I also loose, I see but even say I haven’t seen,

I hear the cry but say I don’t feel, though I have still I ask for more, I give and say that’s it,

I’m so astonished and so much in awe for the things You have done in my life,

And I’m so embarrassed for the things I have done and caused You pain,

But I know work has to be done on me, I also know You are working on me.   

I know me but not better then You, its Your purpose which keeps me alive,

Use me, use me Lord, as it pleases You, use this tiny grain of sand to be the path for others,

Me, my, mine, the only I thing I was, but let it not me limit to myself any more,

My Master You have shared You in me, my being is from You,

My nostrils breath the life blessed by You,

My skin, my hair, my bones, my heart, my soul and even my blood,

Whole existence of me finds purpose and urges to know more of You.”

Right for the kigdom above...

"Skies colored in blue says, God is uncontainable,

Earth covered in green and brown says, He provides,

Waters in the seas make the sounds, as it’s applauds,

And my throat is useless if it doesn’t sing praise of God.

Like a birds beak is meant to pick the food,

My knees are meant to bow on Your feet,

Like a bird must have to flap its wings to fly,

My heart and spirits has a destiny that it will find rest only in Your name.

Like water flows from a spring to give life,

Grace and blessing from You invites me to have eternal life,

Like, a stone hits the ground and creates sound,

But my Lord hears even my mute lip talks.

Even when I walk, my heart sings and I smile,

It’s only You and I know the reason, why!!!

Like a stone is thrown in the water creates waves,

Fear of You in my heart, always enlightens the lamps on my path.

Like a lamb cry’s for its mother and no matter what she comes,

I cry, Call You My Father My God and You starched your hands on the cross,

Like a mouse keeps on biting the stuff it gets to keep its teeth’s in right shape,

Jesus help me, to do the will of God, to keep me right for the Kingdom, above."