Psalms to the Psalmist
in Devotionals
Goliath
The Champion who appeared from Gath
Those who shared in fear did not come out
Was a towering force, no one dare step in his path
With a determination to aim a stone right on his mouth
Defier all of Israel, to him God’s armies were a laugh
Conqueror of lions, bears, a sure shot with no doubt
Worshiper of other gods, twigs called staffs
As he pulls back, aiming to quickly end the bout
The head of a Philistine,
that sweared the flesh of the Little shepherd boy,
Now in His hands, due to the Power of God.
What does it take to be with you?
Have a willing heart.
The Paw of the Lion, the paw of the bear.
Conqueror of the dog.
Even in youth, anyone can be a conqueror.
Anyone who is with God, is victorious,
the Goliath in your life is only a stumbling block
Trust in the Lord both now and forevermore.
Hatred
Due to your own thinking you could not please Lord,
So was a new way prepared instead,
Take no offense it is just the plan in course,
O’ King how you bring disgrace on his name
Could you have imagined the little boy, commanding armies?
Or how your own son favored him the most.
You placed snares in his way, but he overcame.
As you sent your henchmen you found only goat hair.
In En Gedi you thought came your time for revenge.
O’ King why this heart? The heart that was spared.
A Man of God, who spared your life.
Understanding true forgiveness, not once but even twice.
No need for hate O’ King, but need for Devotion.
No need for hate O’ King, but need for willing mind in motion.
When God is near the result is clear.
When God is far the result is fear.
Fruit
From your father came the fruit,
From the stump appeared reality, truth
As the generations changed, the heart never stopped
It was long time coming once the 6th hour dropped,
Who would have known, the little shepherd boy
The seed that was sown, the little shepherd boy
Who would have known, the city he wanted to build
In the heart of one man, God had fulfilled his will.
No sleep came to your eyes, no slumber until
From your time, little shepherd boy, something to Fulfill
Your heart wanted that temple constructed
The flames of desire in heart erupted
The chance could no longer be.
Yet the fruit you bore, wisdom his trustee
The temple constructed alas it has been
Just a shot in the dark, yet God’s heart you win
Although within a shadow one can only see the form
It is not till what He reveals, that the son can be born.
A City where all could worship, Where the Lord dwells
Was but a child, that turned into a well
A savior, that would come to your throne,
Not the one with wisdom but the one with perfection made known
Who would have known, the little shepherd boy
The seed that was sown, the little shepherd boy