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Poetry by
Pastor Anthony
J. Massotti Th.M.
"SHAKEN...NOT STIRRED"
by Anthony J. Massotti, Th.M.
God is mixing a drink for His creatures to consume;
it will be shaken, not stirred.
The end of times is coming very near,
some shall be shaken and most not stirred.
The power of God will continue falling everywhere,
many shall be shakened yet not be stirred.
The Earth's foundation shall be moved;
shaken, not stirred.
The Heaven's shall scatter their light;
fully shaken, yet again, not just a little stirred.
Men's hearts shall fail them for fear;
because they are shaken and would not be stirred.
The foundations of the deep shall open,
strongly shaken not just stirred.
The mountains and the valleys will dance;
all the houses shaken, not mildly stirred.
The light shall yield to darkness
as the sun is shaken, no longer with gasses stirred.
The world's laughter shall be turned to mourning,
the souls so shaken, not any longer by laughter are they stirred.
The drunken and the drugged shall stay unhealed;
shaken, very shaken, no longer able to be stirred.
The evil that was hidden shall come forth
by evil shaken, not by goodness stirred.
The liars lies shall be on trial;
the angers shaken, the mercy not stirred.
The angels will come with swords and bowls,
the demons will be fully shaken not just stirred.
Religion, Science, and Politics will fail man;
all their idealogies truly shaken, not just emotionally stirred.
Great armies shall march across the vast lands,
the very earth shaken, not lightly stirred.
The battles shall be the most bloody one last time,
the very nations shaken not just negotiations stirred.
Voices will cry out with wailing, with pain;
the bodies racked and shaken, the spirits not even stirred.
Repentence will be found wanting, found lacking;
in hearts deeply shaken, but in deeds not even barely stirred.
Idols shall fall and be broken, their offerings ignored;
when the True God does the 'shaken', and the false gods can not be stirred.
The God who seemed silent shall arise,
for He was by prayer shaken, not because he was by words stirred.
The Bridegroom and the Bride shall no longer be hid;
their voices with violence shaken, upon the hearts not yet stirred.
The wise sleeping virgins shall awaken,
for they were shaken, not merely only stirred.
Their lamps shall be kindled, ready and lit;
the wicks shaken, the oil not spilled or diluted when stirred.
The fervent prayers of the righteous will be resounding,
When they shall see "the shaken" who refused to not be stirred.
The remnant shall be born in those days,
zeal ignited where the inner man is shaken, and the outer man is not stirred.
The day of redemption shall be extended;
that a new kingdom might be awakened; and the cries of many finally heard!
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Todays Biblical Challenge: Can you supply the verses that support these verses.
:)
© Anthony J. Massotti, Th.M. 12/14/2008
"SOUL CRY"
My soul cries out into the darkness,
i am lonely, i am alone
does anybody hear me?
A whisper speaks back in the quietness,
i am... i am...
does anybody hear me?
My eyes look up to the creation's vastness
i search, i search
does anybody see little me?
Soft eyes look down with loving kindness,
i see... i see...
does anybody see big me?
My heart aches deeply within my emptiness
i need, i need
does anybody need me?
A heart loving aches within deep mightiness
i need, i need
does anybody need me?
My mind calls out with questions in my stress
i need answers, i need answers
does anybody know the answer to "why?"
A mind reaches out to the call of distress
i have answers, i have answers
do you really want to know why?
My groanings go forth, it all seems so useless
i need a reason, i need a reason
does anybody care to explain?
Unheard compassion flows back somewhat pointless
i am ready to reason, let us reason
but will you listen while i explain?
My body cries out for rest desiring peace within my innerness
i am tired, i am so tired
will anybody hold me while i sleep?
Invisible arms reach out with deep restfulness
i am never tired, i never get tired
will you cease from your labors and sleep?
My being sighs out like a ballon losing its expandedness
i slump in a heap, i can no longer stand
will you catch me if i fall?
Spirit blows down from the heavens with great holiness,
i hold the humble, i -- for you -- will stand
will you let me carry you at all?
My will decides that 'no' was a waste of time, better to say 'yes'
i surrender, i yield
will you accept my thanks for waiting?
His will resounds 'what is time' and my answer is 'yes'
i respond, i draw nigh
will you accept my company without hesitating?
My spirit opens with eager arms to great blessedness
i marvel, i wonder,
will it last for forever?
God's Spirit quietly thanks me for my faith and willingness, saying...
i too marvel, i too wonder
will you stay with me forever?
My soul calls out into the love, into the light
hold me, hold me tight
lest i fall back into the night,
His soul calls deep into the heart, into the fright,
hold me, it's all right
you were created to win the fight.
© Anthony J. Massotti, Th.M.
"DRAWN"
To Calvary I went,
not by intent,
not by any plan,
or by will of man;
Pulled by invisible strings
which somehow brings
the soul of man
into HIS plan;
Finding a need that was not
though it had been bought
a great price paid
for a cornerstone laid.
At Calvary I fell,
somehow up away from hell
to see His face
on that torturous place;
Never knowing the direction now sent
so soon after that time spent
yet lifted as on demand
by the Master's hand;
Aching as yet another tear rolled
and my mouth openly extolled
true gratitude expressed
where once darkness was impressed.
From Calvary I rose up
following Him to a place to sup
no sorrow upon His face
no anger upon Him any place;
Hungering I ate the life given
finally learning why I was livin'
no longer an accident in time
rather a desired person on a climb;
Choosing the upward path of hope
without need for a man-made rope
scaling the heights with glee
knowing at last I was in faith free.
After Calvary I began a dance
out of true purpose not of chance
transported up to face the throne
finally at last no longer alone;
For Calvary was the door that drew me home.
© Anthony J. Massotti, Th.M. 10/01/2006
IF THE RAPTURE WERE TODAY
WOULD YOU GO, OR WOULD YOU STAY,
WOULD YOU SCREAM OR WOULD YOU PRAY,
IF THE RAPTURE WERE TODAY?
IF CHRIST CAME TO EARTH TONIGHT,
WOULD YOU BE READY OR FILLED WITH FRIGHT,
WOULD YOU REJOICE AT HIS SIGHT,
IF JESUS CAME TO EARTH TONIGHT?
IF GOD ROLLED THE EARTH AWAY,
WOULD YOU SIGH -- OR WOULD YOU PINE AWAY,
FOR THE THINGS HE TOOK AWAY,
IF GOD CHOSE TO END THIS WORLD TODAY?
THE THINGS WE HOLD SO CLOSE AND DEAR,
THE THINGS WE HOPE, THE THINGS WE FEAR,
THEY SEEM SO MIGHTY AND IMPORTANT HERE;
BUT SHOULD THEY BE SO VERY DEAR?
IF THE FATHER CALLED YOUR NAME,
AND SAID OUT LOUD, "LET GO YOUR SHAME!",
WOULD YOU WISH CHRIST NEVER CAME,
TO OFFER YOU A BRAND NEW NAME?
I HOPE THAT YOU WILL THINK THESE OUT,
AND GIVE THE LORD A PRAISE FILLED SHOUT,
AND DEDICATE YOUR LIFE RIGHT OUT,
SO GOD CAN COME TAKE YOU OUT!!
© Anthony J. Massotti Th.M., Th.M. 4/18/1999
Prophets Speak - People Hear
The words of the prophets ring in our ears,
that the return of Christ is very near;
the demons tremble in unholy fears,
while the saints wait rejoicing in joyous cheer.
The victory was bought in yester-day,
but the triumphant return will take away,
the seat of the wicked, the evil and stray
who refuse to believe in the gospel way.
Oh, give thanks to the Lord who bought back your life,
who arose to destroy the darkness and the strife,
He says, "only believe!" so that you will have life,
Oh, give thanks to the Lord -- be the Lamb’s wife.
Your eyes may be beholden from seeing all things now,
but the glory cloud is following you even now;
the Holy Ghost wants to show exactly how,
to live in His presence, and His eternal know-how.
Turn your eyes to the heavens and look in the light,
it will dispel all the darkness and destroy all fright,
you're a child of the daytime and no longer of night,
just look to your Savior to help you win every fight.
With your tongue you confess the things you believe,
with you heart you decide in what state you will leave,
by your spirit you will conquer, and by will achieve,
all that you need to do before you will leave.
The ‘god of this world’ will never understand,
what gave you the strength to be bold and to stand,
but the God of the Heavens will surely demand,
that the Devil let go the grip of his wicked hand!
Yes, the words of the prophets and bible tell all,
And we will most surely answer the call!!
© Anthony J. Massotti Th.M., Th.M. 6/13/1999
We are warriors filled with God!
He’s redeemed us by the blood!
Praise ye heavens and earth below.
God’s strong wind’s about to blow!
Lift your lights, hidden saints!
Beware the fog which swirls an’ taints.
God still sees you in the night!
You are warriors; fight, fight, fight.
© Anthony
J. Massotti Th.M., Th.M. 10/3/1999
"WHO I AM" Song
LORD, I STOOD ON THE SHORES OF THE GREAT SEA
PHARAOHS HORSES WERE BREATHING DOWN ON ME
AND THE PEOPLE YOU SENT ME TO TO SET THEM FREE
WHERE ABOUT TO TURN AND RUN FROM ME
I CRIED UNTO THEE IN MY MISERY
AS I STARED THROUGH THE WATERS IN MY EYES
TO THE WATERS VAST BEFORE ME
AND FINALLY IT BEGAN TO BUILD UP INSIDE OF ME...
(CHORUS:)
YOU ARE MYYYYY I AM,
YOU ARE MYYYYY I AM,
YOU HOLD MY LIIFFFEEE INSIDE YOUR HANDS,
YOU ARE MYYYYY I AM,
YOU ARE MYYYYY I AM
THANK YOU LORD FOR YOUR LOVE THAT EXPANDS
TO FILL UP WHO I AM!
LORD, I KNEW THAT I HAD MADE A BIG MISTAKE
WHEN THE ONE I LOVED TURNED ON ME AND CALLED IN OUR ENEMY
AND I WAS LED AWAY TO MOCKING CAPTIVITY
MY HAIR SHEARED OFF LIKE A LEPER MIGHT BE
MY STRENGTH NEVER AGAIN TO RETURN TO ME
I CRIED UNTO THEE IN MY HOUSE OF MY MISERY
AS I STARED IN MY MIND AT THE PILLARS
THAT STOOD SO MIGHTILY AGAINST ME
AND THEN IT FINALLY BEGAN TO COME TO ME...
(CHORUS:)
YOU ARE MYYYYY I AM,
YOU ARE MYYYYY I AM,
YOU HOLD MY LIIFFFEEE INSIDE YOUR HANDS,
YOU ARE MYYYYY I AM,
YOU ARE MYYYYY I AM,
THANK YOU LORD FOR YOUR LOVE THAT EXPANDS
TO FILL UP WHO I AM!
LORD, I GAVE THEM MY ALL FOR ALL THOSE YEARS
YET IN THE END THE ONE THAT I LOVED SO DEEPLY
TURNED HIS HEAL UPON ME TO SELL ME TO THOSE AGAINST ME
EVEN THOUGH YOU HAD SENT ME TO THEM ALL TO SET THEM FREE
THEY LED ME AWAY IN HATRED AND CRUELTY
TO A BEATING
TO A BRUISING
TO A BEARD PLUCKING
TO A MOCKING
TO A HANGING
IN THE MOST HUMILIATING WAY.
I CRIED UNTO THEE IN THE HOUR OF MY MISERY
FROM THAT CROSS WHERE THEY STARED AT ME
AND YOU SEEMED TO BE SO FAR AWAY FROM ME . . .
AND THEN IT FINALLY I FELT IT GROW INSIDE OF ME,
AS I SAID THOSE WORDS THAT DARK DAY...
"INTO THY HANDS I COMMIT MY SPIRIT"!
(CHORUS:)
YOU ARE MYYYYY I AM,
YOU ARE MYYYYY I AM,
YOU HOLD MY LIIFFFEEE INSIDE YOUR HANDS,
YOU ARE MYYYYY I AM,
YOU ARE MYYYYY I AM
THANK YOU LORD
FOR YOUR LOVE THAT EXPANDS
TO FILL UP WHO I AM!
TO FILL UP WHO ... I AM!
CAN YOU HEAR IT?
CAN YOU HEAR IT?
IN THIS THE HOUR OF YOUR NEED?
IN THIS THE HOUR OF YOUR UNCERTAINTY?
CAN YOU HEAR THE SPIRIT CRYING FROM WITHIN YOU...
(CHORUS:)
YOU ARE MYYYYY I AM,
YOU ARE MYYYYY I AM,
YOU HOLD MY LIIFFFEEE INSIDE YOUR HANDS,
YOU ARE MYYYYY I AM,
YOU ARE MYYYYY I AM
THANK YOU LORD FOR YOUR LOVE THAT EXPANDS
TO FILL UP WHO I AM!
(FADE...)
CAN YOU HEAR...
YOU ARE MYYYYY I AM,
YOU ARE MYYYYY I AM.
© Anthony J. Massotti Th.M., Th.M. 11/7/2004
Prologue:
My LORD said
to my Lord, come sit by my side,
Until all of
MY people have My Spirit inside,
The Devil
told them I wouldn’t do it, but of course he lied,
Come sit in
my PRESENCE, in rest we shall abide.
Stage One:
They sat all
together at a nice place to conceive,
They prayed and
they tarried, it was so easy to believe,
He had not
stayed dead, his body he did retrieve,
Who was to
doubt the Father’s promise they’d receive.
The wind rushed
wild and roared through the place,
The fire
descended and lit up each face;
Like Moses down
from the Mountain, God’s special place,
holding the
written Word (in his hands) and Power on his face.
Stage Two:
He sat in the
corner awaiting God’s sign of the time,
He knew it
could come at most any unknown time,
But the angel
did startle him from his prayers sublime,
When came then
the knock on the door with no chime.
The apostle led
there seemed uncertain, that was for sure,
But he had
learned to follow the Lord, yes, that was for sure,
Yet the vision
of the sheet was quite troubling for sure,
But he knew God
was here to do something indeed – for sure!
Stage Three:
The murderous
man with the with legions to command,
Gathered up
God’s family to kill them as planned,
It was
ridiculous to think they would claim God had this planned
To place of
HIMSELF into these foolish people – on demand?!
The light shown
brightly, the voice clear to hear,
But none of the
soldiers could respond due to fear,
And then came
the blindness and the waiting and fear,
Until he became
inhabited by HIM WHO IS NEAR.
Epilogue:
The Lord
said to My LORD, come see what is done,
They glow
and they grow and they are becoming as one,
Your Spirit
is manifest; it shines forth as the Sun,
This is most
excellent! Act One is done!
© Anthony J. Massotti Th.M., Th.M. 9/17/2006
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A SAILING PRAYER WARRIOR'S COMMAND
Demons of darkness, disguised as "light",
I command you to depart from out of my sight,
I cast you off by the power of His might.
Jesus alone is the only true light!
You may not intrude on my blessing as my ship is cast,
I insist that all your armies walk right on past,
And I declare today that your reign of terror no longer last.
This ship I am to be sailing is now at full mast!
Fire of protection, angels of the Lord,
Come forth from the Heavens, surround us as we board,
We sail for a new place, one which only God can afford.
We do this together in one accord!
Lord God I call upon You to cover us by daylight,
And be a pillar of fire around us by night,
Remove all our failings and our enemies from before your sight,
Lead us into victory over every future fight!
We know we are little and it is you that is great,
That You will help us arrive neither too early nor too late,
Your grace is sufficient to hide us from the creatures of hate.
Oh, and, thanks for setting before us a banqueting plate!
Give us this day our spiritual bread,
Give us the pure water even as we are led,
Show us most clearly the direction we must head.
Behold the sky is already turning red!
Warriors we are by the armor we wear,
But mere mortals and children is what inside we bear,
Anoint us by your Spirit is our final prayer.
In the name of Jesus prevailing we declare!
© Anthony J. Massotti Th.M., Th.M. 4/6/2008 |
