Selection of our POETRY

Lake Okataina. Rotorua district - New Zealand

Selection of our POETRY

They say that poetry is the language of the soul. That may be so, because sometimes you feel something welling up from the inmost parts.

"Deep calleth unto deep." (Psalm 42:7)

It is communication at a different level. The mind may not fully understand, but the spirit comprehends. Listed below are a few of our poems. We hope that you are blessed by the verses here.

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Restless City
Lord I'm Coming Home
You - my Friend
Hold Me
Neither Riches
Not a Mistake
Unused Vessel
Stand on Your Feet

Restless City,
Is your heart beneath your streets,
Trapped in concrete ribs,
Where flowers once stood, and reeds in wind,
On yesterday's gentle meadows?
Are glass facades your face,
And painted walls your cheeks,
And brazen billboards your lashes?

Your ambition hums like relentless wheels,
Your goals impatient idling at the lights,
To rush forward at the turn of green,
Ever moving, ever been.
Is it really so important to get there?

Restless City,
Your towers are your pride,
Reaching the sky, touching heaven,
Pillars by day, lights by night,
Burning till the morrow that never comes,
Churning out the fancies of your insatiable appetite.

I have searched your crowded loneliness,
Through milling malls,
To see if I could find the real you,
The one I knew many years ago.
I have walked your manicured parks,
Dedicated to the memory of former days.
I have tapped the marble statues of your glory,
Just to feel if you were real,
And looked in eyes that never looked me back.

Restless City,
Take time to stop, and follow me,
Past the sea of your sprawling emptiness.
Let us take the ancient paths and country lanes,
To the place that you were born,
And listen to the silence once again.

Then I'll take you back and we will drive,
A highway carved through all the sham.
No jostling pride, no fume, no toll.
Returning by the highway to your soul.


Christian Gedge
"And should not I spare Nineveh, that great city, wherein are more than sixscore thousand persons that cannot discern between their right hand and their left?"
(Jonah 4:11)

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verse 1

Like a sheep, I've wandered from the fold,
For greener pasture I did go,
But nowhere did satisfy,
No matter where I roamed.
Lord, Oh Lord I'm coming home.

I'll say to him, "I've greatly sinned.
Forgive my sins I pray."
I'll get on my knees, sayin' "Jesus please,
Let me follow you always."

verse 2

Like a leaf, I've fallen to the ground.
The wind, it's blowin' me around.
Oh come you gentle breeze,
Blow me right back to him.
Lord, Oh Lord I'm coming home.

He'll say to me, "my grace is free.
All your burden I'll take away.
Just come to me, and you will see,
Your night turn into day."

verse 3

Like a stone, my heart has grown cold.
I turned my back upon my God.
Oh make this stony heart,
As soft as potters clay.
Lord, Oh Lord I'm coming home.


Christian Gedge
"Father, I have sinned against heaven and before you. I am no longer worthy to be called your son. But the father said to his servants, ‘Bring quickly the best robe, and put it on him, and put a ring on his hand, and shoes on his feet. And bring the fattened calf and kill it, and let us eat and celebrate. For this my son was dead, and is alive again; he was lost, and is found."
(Luke 15:22-24)

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When the loud voice of condemnation
Roared through my head,
And the still whisper of God
Could not be heard,
He sent You with a word.

When stillness eluded me,
And no hand could touch me,
Coldness inside of me,
With no arms to hold me,
He sent You to enfold me.

When darkness surrounded me,
No light these eyes could see,
When in pain and confusion,
I called out to be free,
He sent You to comfort me.

So now we walk arm in arm,
Speaking heart to heart - my friend and I,
Always knowing deep inside,
That he designed,
He assigned,
You - my friend indeed.


Maureen Gedge
"A friend loves at all times, and a brother is born for adversity." (Proverbs 17:17)

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If you hold my hand tightly
Really, really tightly,
We can make it.
Into the weather, standing together,
Hell and high water ne'er can shake it.

I' got you. That makes two.
We will do it: we'll face it.
We' got God. You got me.
That makes three.
Who can break it?

If you hold my hand tightly
Really, really tightly,
We can make it.
If you hold my face softly,
Really, really softly,
We won't have to fake it,
We'll see it through, me and you,
If you hold me.


Christian Gedge
"Two are better than one
... and a threefold cord is not quickly broken."
(Ecclesiastes 4:9,12)

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Give me neither riches, nor poverty
Lest I being full, deny thee:
Lest I be poor, and steal.
Set my roof above my head, Lord,
Place my feet on the ground.
Satisfy my soul with bread Lord.
Let your grace abound.

verse 1

Two things have I required thee
Deny them not before I die
Remove from me, vanity,
And the speaking of a lie.

verse 2

The horse leach has two daughters
They cry give and give again.
They've never tried to be satisfied
Though they're causing others pain.

verse 3

I have learned in whatsoever
State I am to be content
Sufficiency, with a heart set free
I know, is Heaven-sent.


Christian Gedge
(Proverbs 30:7,8,15
Philippians 4:11)

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M    is for moments of love shared each day

A    is for always together we'll stay

R    is for rings a token to see

R    remembering the promise between you and me

 I    is ideals we believe to be true

A    is agreement in the things that we do

G    is for God the one who entwines

E    is for eternity


Maureen Gedge
"Jacob served 7 years to get Rachel, but they seemed like only a few days to him because of his love for her." (Gen. 29:20)"

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It was never a mistake to trust him.
To help me never fussed him - never bust him.
It was never a mistake to follow.
He ain't hollow.

I made my mistakes; it's true,
But even then he knew. He bought me through.
It was never a mistake to love him.

Do this. Do that, and you will please him!
You will appease him - grease him.
This is the formula to go by!
No boy!

I tried to do the things they told me,
The things they sold me, that he might hold me.
But that's not the point.

It was never a problem for him to reach me - teach me
He never beached me.
Choices made and life's decisions
Took me down mistaken path.
He didn't laugh.

Take his hand and he will show you.
He won't go you - blow you - throw you.
And if one is broken on this road of gravel,
That we travel:
He can fix him. Nothing licks Him.
It was never a mistake to trust the Lord.


Christian Gedge
"I lay ... a tested stone, a precious cornerstone for a sure foundation; the one who trusts will never be dismayed."
(Isaiah 28:16)

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It's just an unused vessel Lord,
Empty, broken - none too clean.
Why tarry over this one Lord,
When there are other souls to glean?

I see around me shining stars,
So bright and precious,
Gleaming, glistening for you:
Onwards, upwards to heights anew.

Why tarry here so long I pray?
We must work while it's still day.
The harvest vast - the fields white.
Many lives to put aright.

I turned and saw His tender eye.
It stopped my feet from flying by.
Why wait here Lord? What do you see?
Aghast, ashamed, that vessel's me!

His Love enveloped me, His power to change.
How I need Him now to rearrange.
But to serve the one I love the best?
Help me Lord to pass this test.

He made me over again His way,
Gently molding this piece of clay,
Never again in haste to say:
It's just an unused vessel.

Lord, make me how you see me fit.
Fashion every little bit.
Tarry now - complete your task.
To have your way is what I ask.


Maureen Gedge
"I went down to the potter's house, and there he was, making something at the wheel. And the vessel that he made of clay was marred in the hand of the potter; so he made it again into another vessel, as it seemed good to the potter to make."
(Jeremiah 18:3,4)

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He said, "Stand on your feet and as you do
you will find you're walking on them too.
Take up your bed and walk away.
You are healed from this very day!"

Can I lift this bed on which I lie?
Need I not stay here until I die?
He said, "Stand on your feet and as you do
you will find you're walking on them too."

He said, "Open your eyes and you will see
everything that's made by me.
I touch your eyes with muddy clay.
Go wash your blindness all away."

Have you seen that I have got no sight?
Will you flood my darkness with your light?
He said, "Open your eyes and you will see
everything that's made by me."

He said, "Stretch forth your arm and take from me.
All I have is yours, and it is free!
Grow withered arm. Be whole I say.
Reach twisted fingers, for you may."

Can I touch your hand amidst my strife?
May I take from you eternal life?
He said, "Stretch forth your arm and take from me.
All I have is yours, and it is free,
All I have is yours, and it is free!"


Christian Gedge
"I have come that they may have life, and that they may have it more abundantly."
(John 10:10)

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