Steven Chopade | Spiritual Poems
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Spiritual Poems

08 Jul All Hands High for Yeshua—A Believer’s Foresight

Wounded knees dancing, Broken elbows raising high, Wet eyes lifting, Pierced hearts glorifying, Silent lips worshiping, Souls shouting glory, glory, glory. All for the Lord! All for the Restorer! All for the awesome Yeshua! Nations lifting their heads up, Regions joining hands together, Communities stepping forward, Churches toiling under the scorching sun, Young blood on fire, Generations turning back, Fathers...

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08 Jul Church Song

Jesus is my Savior Jesus is my Redeemer Oh, we praise Him We adore Him Oh, we worship His holy name (x4) Every knee shall bow down And mouth shall confess That Jesus is the Lord, the Lord of all hosts (x2) And, we praise Him We adore Him Oh, we praise Him We worship His holy name...

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08 Jul Purpose to Worship

No fear to bend knees and lift hands Before the lifted Messiah who lowered Himself Before I float mourning burning at sulfur surface Before the pale faces make me pale Before the ground stones mock my God-image And shout praise to our one Maker One more praise One more worship One more word One...

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08 Jul Yes, It’s Truly a Good Friday

He became naked to cover my nakedness with His gloryHis heart was bruised to heal the bruises of my heartHis face was disfigured to give my true identityHis bones were exposed out of the skin to give healing to my bonesHe was mocked and spat on to give me dignity He accepted the wages of sin to give me the wages of righteousnessHe became a serpent to make me a molted eagleHe...

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11 Feb Call Me Father

Lord or Father? Relationship is what I desireSays He, not religionGive Me the lordship over your lifeNonetheless, let your prayers be to your FatherWhat great God, what great Father His loving hands flicking my hairGraceful presence at my bedsideCool breath blowing as I breatheSoft fingers moving across...

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