Dedicated to my brother Kim
and my sister-in-law Marissa who work hard 10 months of the year,
then sell Christmas trees during November and December, in Cleveland,
Ohio, in the bitter cold. This is dedicated also to all my brothers
and sisters in Christ, everywhere, all the time, and for all time.
I am He,
Who sanctifies, magnifies,
Sends you Dodai (Do-di-yee)
Gifts for hearts to see,
Gifts of hope you follow me
For where I am, you'll be
In all I am, is He
I am your Savior
I am Thunder
Gifts of Excellency, tender mercy, wonder
Men of Dodai, voice from Ulai (U-li-hee)
Mine is David's army, set before thee
As lights upon a Christmas tree
Yours is simply to know me
To believe, follow me
Across the stormy sea
Know where I am, you'll be
As light upon my tree
In that place,
Before the face
You are to see
There are you...
There you are...
Purely as the Morning dew
Surely as the Morning Star
I sanctify, magnify
Fill the sea of Galilee
Fill the heavens and the sky
I am Divinity, tender mercy
And where I am, you'll be
Sanctified to sovereignty
For where I am, is He
And where I am, you'll be.
(Dodai, a captain of David's army);
The Word of God The Holy
Bible
Haggai 1:13; Hebrews 9:11-15; John
17:24; John 7:34; Revelation 21:3
Mightier than thunder, than the breakers of the sea
The Lord on high is mighty, with strength, infinity
He roars in waves of laughter, rips the atmosphere
Twists the oaks, strips the forests bare
Fills up everything and everywhere
Mightier than thunder, than the breakers of the sea
The Lord on high is mighty, and loves eternally
Resounding, pounding, resonating
Rumbling, tumbling, reverberating
His voice a booming bam, "I Am!"
In everything, your Lord, your God, your King!
Mightier than thunder, than the breakers of the sea
The Lord on high reigns holy, with glory before thee
The Choir
The smell, the flavour
Your sweet odour, The Choir
The essence, the Fragrance The Power
The Presence, Myrrh, your Perfume
Melody, swelling hearts, Jesus, Urim, within the room
Releasing sweet spices, pure frankincense
For the Clergy, the Body, the dissidents
Pleasing, energy echoing, your evidence
Enchanting, Your calling, an offering
Your odour, Your Choir, Oh, your scent
Opening the curtain the Christ rent.
Heavensent, magic, the music
The flavour, the Choir
To ease the heat of earth's great
flame, God lends
The snow His strongest plan one-fourth the year.
Retreating challenge: Hate, the snow ascends,
Yet each cycle's end finds white transformed to clear.
The Lord sends pure white words of love, the snow
In soundless storm below, sent warm, heard cold
His voice atop sin-man finds evil: Foe.
Man's heat melts clear the flakes, awaiting hold
On glim'ring diamonds, God's soft voice unheard
Still Fire speaks- a message men consent.
Flake troops cold white again present the Word.
Man's hatred heaven scolds, Love's reign was meant.
Unspoken words of God now
whisper strong
The token heard through flame lies white and long