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2 Psalm 107:4-9 RSV

A collection of poems from the Jesus Fellowship

A collection of poems from the Jesus Fellowship

Some wandered in desert wastes, Finding no way to A city to dwell in; Hungry and thirsty, Their souls fainted within them. Then they cried to the Lord in their trouble, And He delivered them from their distress; He led them by a straight way, Till they reached A city to dwell in. Let them thank the Lord for His steadfast love, For His wonderful works to the sons of men! For He satisfies him who is thirsty, And the hungry He fills with good things.

A City To Dwell In A collection of poems from the Jesus Fellowship

A City To Dwell In

A collection of poems from the Jesus Fellowship

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A City To Dwell In

A City To Dwell In

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2 At home in mystery Exploring and knowing God

“ Oh, the depth of the riches of the wisdom and knowledge of God! How unsearchable His judgements, and His paths beyond tracing out! ” Words Paul the Apostle wrote in a letter to the Roman church in the first century (Romans 11:33 RSV)

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Taste of Things to Come Rested in my Father’s arms, At home in mystery, Lifting every breath to Him, My spirit, roaming free. Roaming upon heaven’s fields, Exploring azure mountains, Climbing lofty hills of praise, Enjoying crystal fountains. Peace and love, the fruits of God, Are tasted in this orchard, And rest, once more, found in His plan, And strength, to carry onward. The light is glimpsed of brighter things A window to the future, A hope, a taste of things to come, When mysteries are over. Living Faith, Oxford, 1999

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The Mad and the Wild The mad main Lashing and thrashing With a million briny whips Pounding and grinding with foaming fists Wild white water tearing down the ramparts and cliffs. Oh God the sea is like a pool Compared to You I look upon Your waves with dread But if they break upon my soul Let me quickly now be sped To the shoals Sheltered in Your heart’s sea bed. Wild wild wind Who can tame your breathless race Or match your madcap motion’s pace A devastating dance of strange and dangerous grace. My God the storm is like a summer breeze compared to You Who is not felled before Your blast? But let me be a tiny seed Borne upon Your breath and blown at last To grow amidst the meadows of Your forest. Living Stones, Northamptonshire, 1997

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Romance A life lived without kisses, Is like a land in drought. So let me take You Lord And yield my thirsty lips Up to Your sweet mouth. My Lord I could not live Without the embrace of a lover. So let me melt before Your strength, Dying gladly in Your arms And I shall crave no other. There must be consummation, Or I have lived in vain. Your seed must clasp this aching womb Your nature and Your children born To perpetuate our name. Living Stones, Northamptonshire, 1998

Conviction Dear Father, Your convicting hand Upon my soul again I find, Your gentle touch I understand Conveying thoughts from Your great mind, As in this moment You compress Into my tiny soul’s confine A weight of mercy, fathomless To mould my heart like unto Thine. Harvest House,Warwickshire, 1979

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Lord of Tides I fear to walk into Your majesty, though my heart longs for Your mystery, Your waves, churning up my soul, move the very depths of me. Your power, Lord of tides, washes over me, cleansing the pages of my history, desiring to drown in Your deepest part, as salted pain remakes my crying heart. Moving deeper in, fearing lost control, of the strands that keep me feeling whole, wanting to drift, fearless in You, reborn at bright day’s dawning new. Sea of love help me to trust, fear still stands but know I must, let Your sun and waves seep in, a fresh walk into dawn begin. Living Faith, Oxford, 1998

Many Waters Many waters cannot quench love, nor floods sweep it away; In deep valleys or high mountains we know the Father’s love. See the fire, deep within our hearts, which storm or tempest cannot subdue; Love and glory go together, these abide eternally. Harlestone Road, Northampton, 1978

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Eternal Truth Like a shimmering golden fall, a thick and glorious liquid gold, it pours from heavenly unreachable heights beyond the clouds, the starry realms. Pouring through the ages, a force, a mighty unquenchable stream, rushing from age to age, an endless tide an awesome liquid light drawing to it yearning hearts, reaching upwards, cupped hands to take the liquid to their lips. Gushing onwards, its course unchanging already traced before time, warming hearts, never stopping, seeping through outstretched fingers to rush on and on towards eternity. Bright Flame, Coventry, 1996.

Secret Place In the secret place of the soul There is a way That purity and passion Can be friends. In the secret place of the soul There is a way That anger and love Can agree. In the secret place of the soul There is a way That God can meet a man And make him free. Living Stones, Northamptonshire, 2000

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Lights Candlelight Softens the face Gives a glow Creates a peaceful atmosphere Relaxes those who sit in it Makes you forget Pacifies False security Electric Light Harsh on the face Illuminates Shows every fault and failure Makes the working easier Can’t relax No grace Cruel reality Sunlight Lights up the face Makes it shine Invites a joy in creation Cheers the heart of every man Creates shadows Soon fades Disappointment God’s light Shows the true face Nothing can hide Shows up every detail Makes uneasy those who sit in it Brings hope Openness True security Living Stones, Northamptonshire, 1998

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Adventure Stirs Our Bones Embark with me, with us upon our voyage We set our course by chart and dream Cast overboard all weight, for storms pursue make room for sinking souls Come toil and row tied one to one when gales blow and far from home Come count the stars and scan the shimmering horizon Come share the brazier’s glow plain rations for a feast laugh with companions Adventure stirs our bones Pain and fear we choose to despise because we have a destination we have a prize It is the voyage It is the love that drives Promise House, Coventry, 1997

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How Could I Miss You? I don’t, never have, and never will understand You. For some reason which I have attempted, with fake confidence (or Your gracious outpouring) to explain to a troubled soul, that’s the way You like it. I don’t like it God. Throughout this undulating journey of icy heights and grimy lows, You like to keep a safe distance but if I think, accept the words of a thousand well meaning preachers or a million sugared paperbacks, I know that You love me. So why do You hurt me? In this book of answers I have been compiling over the years, on this well thumbed page, I find what I am looking for. I have to listen for You because all the people around me are shouting different things. You understand, You bring peace. I like to think I can lie in Your arms and, despite my fighting, You make me still. You are the place above the city line, above the place where the pollution gathers. You are in the shrill quietness of the mountaintop. You must have a place as vast and un-peopled for each of us to sit, with You and yet You are in the filth of the city below, in the foulness and the heat of all that our humanity generates in the place of savage lovelessness in the warmth of touching hands and hearts. So how could I miss You? Springfield, Leicester, 2002

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