America the beautiful
How my heart cries out to you
But you are not listening to me.
You cry, you lament
The enemies’ plans torment.
You need to repent, America.
Call on me.
Listen to me.
Praise me.
Your plans are not enough.

How high those waves do roll.
I’m holding you in my mighty hand
So that you will always stand.
Turn not to the left or right;
But, keep me always in your sight.
Evil with come; but, it will go.
So, you must know
That I am in charge of the earth below.

The little ones cry out to me.
So must you; this is my plea
To see you stand above the waves,
Not lying in those lowly graves.
I prepared mansions for you.
Oh, my children, it is true.
I came to earth to die for you.
So you must surely seek my face
While on earth in this lonely place.

For, I have come to give you joy.
I came so young as a little boy.
So when the sky lights up then turns dark
Then to my voice you must hark.
I’m coming to take my children out of here.
So simply do not have any fear.
For in the twinkling of an eye,
You’ll hear a trumpet in the bright blue sky
Then turn not to the left or right.
For you’ll behold an awesome sight
The dead in Christ shall rise anew
Then, those alive they’ll be a few.
I do hope it will be you.

I’ m telling you my children; it is true.
You’ll lift your arms and to me soar
Don’t think about it or I’ll close the door.
Your body will become brand new
I know for some that’s good news for you’.
But, do not doubt what’s being said
Or your very end you will surely dread.

When you hear that trumpet sound
You’ll see my glory all around.
How can this be? I just can’t see.
So Many things you cannot see.
I tell you now, just believe in me.
For I am the way, the truth, the life.
And I will take you from all strife
If you’ll just simply ask me in
Then a life of joy.it will begin,

Jesus

THE SOLDIER’S LAST CALL

Or is it?

Surely he has shown his love
For His country and God above
In doing what he knew best
He’s now entered into that great rest.

But in a short time
While life seems so sublime
His Mighty General will call his name
And he will rise and enter the next domain
And all the rest who know his name
Will do the same.

They’ll prepare for battle anew.
I’m telling you my friend it’s true.
On day his body and soul will unite
And then the final fight.

And never a battle so great.
It will end all hate and new earth create

So there’ll be one more call
For this great soldier and all
So great his fall
But it was not his last call.

Thanks to Corporal Randy Payne and the others for their great love and courage.

There is no greater love than this; that a man will lay down his life for another.
He who lives in love lives in God.

Amen

Thanks from Margaret A. Shaughnessy           29 April 2006

Israel! Israel!

Come to me
your creator

designer of your soul.
Do not drink from the leper’s bowl.
Be not defiled!
Come to me O Israel.

Give and it will be given unto you!
Come to the pool of siloam.
Be cleansed.
Repent!
Repent!
I have heard your cries!
Lie not to me
I see your heart
Not turned to me
But yourself
O Israel!
My beloved
How long have I desired
To gather you under my wing
Like a hen
Gathers her chicks.

Repent O Israel
The end is near.
Turn to my son
O Israel!