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Faith


The heart of faith has no presumption,
It simply trusts His Word.
It stands secure, and in His Promise
Finds eternal worth.

The eyes of faith will never tire,
Though deeper gets the night;
They hope ignited by the fire
Of God’s Eternal Light.

The dreams of faith are dreams of glory;
Not earthly name or fame.
A child may write another history,
If he’s of God ne’er ashamed.

Faith will worship God forever;
For faith alone, in truth, sees Him.
Faith is an unceasing river
Of praise and worship to the King.

Faith listens and faith obeys,
Faith moves on and never stays,
Faith is strong and faith grows stronger
And never falters in His ways.

Faith offers its all to God
Not a thing to itself left;
For faith’s true rest and meaning
Are in the bosom of His chest.

Submitted by Domenic Marbaniang.

Amazing Love


Amazing love of Jesus
Never minding my scarlet stains,
He holds me up in His arms of glory
And covers my heart with His unfailing grace.

The sun may despise my heart of darkness
The moon from me may cover her face.
But never has His light once failed me,
He holds me up in His heart’s embrace.

I’m wrong, not once I’ve fumed over
My heart in doubt His Name disgraced.
But still can I but love my Jesus,
My Lord, my friend, my only praise?

The stars above me hung in silence
As thoughts confusing marred my face.
Yet, deep within me was His assurance;
He’d love me through the end of days.

I’ll doubt myself, my Lord I’ll never
Who saved me by the cross of shame.
Each stripe He took, my soul delivered
Each drop of blood, my life reclaimed.

Submitted by Domenic Marbaniang.

Rule My Heart!


The sun doesn’t fail to discern its east,
Neither does it wander from its west;
How meticulously, Lord, You rule the heavens!
Unfailing Lord, rule also my heart!

You give the birds their shelter,
You give the lilies their shades,
You bless this earth with dew from heaven,
O Gracious Lord, bless also my heart!

In deepest oceans, where darkness prevails,
Your mercies are constant ever;
Neither science nor fiction can ever change
What You have fixed in nature.

But, what a contrast is man!
Falsified by sin, confused in sorrow,
Childish he remains, shifted by winds around!
Each idea blown impels a reaction,
Each egoistic flow propels a revolt,
How stubbornly do these thoughts engross
A heart that’s molded by its own flames.
Diversity, how frail you are!
You can neither crawl nor stand.
For, when from Truth you were unchained,
You fell to ways that lost their path.

Let Your Truth prevail, O Lord
O’er every segment of my life!
Let Your Spirit rule over
Every space of my heart!
For these laws of nature may be dismayed,
But Your goodness endures forever!

Submitted by Domenic Marbaniang.

The Rain

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How blissfully dribbles the rain
Fuming over surfaces, flooding the drains.
Drops after drops, their unceasing train,
Make little oceans along the lanes.

Ho! A child darts over the muddy banks
Then sweeps into a messy swamp.
His cries exhilarating draw in the ranks
Of shirtless soldiers surfing the swamp.

What peal of thunder, what cloud now bursts!
The sky’s now blistered to heal the earth!
The wind brings shivers, the flood brings dirt!
Yet, all together, they vanquish the dearth!

See, the pearls now glitter
In the shimmering sun;
As colors bend over,
The rain is done.
Well, ask the farmer,
It’s not all done, Oh! It’s not all done!

“You, O God, sent a plentiful rain…. ” (Psa 68:9).

Submitted by Domenic Marbaniang.

Who’ll Break the Ice? or Water the Moon


Let’s break the ice and water the moon
While windstorms hurl our lands into oceans,
While sandstorms react with angry heat,
Let’s cover land and capture the skies,
Let’s rocket through our farthest horizon,
Take a giant leap through a crater deep;
Perhaps, one step away, a new world lies;
And in this shifting luminary a future thrives.
So, let’s break ice and water the skies.

But who’ll break the ice for a lonesome child
For a helpless youth, for an anxious mother?
Who’ll bring light to the darkened world,
Having eyes and lives enlightened?
Aren’t you, O man, called to be the neighbor,
To bring hope to the world around?
For, we may conquer the skies, yet be destitutes inside;
We may travel as light; yet be haltered by the night;
For what will it profit a man if he gains the whole world,
And loses his own soul?

Submitted by Domenic Marbaniang.

Protect your heart


Throw not a stone in the dirt,
For it’ll splatter back on your skirt.
Wipe off the daily dust,
And let not your iron rust.
Do not let the despiser inside the gate;
For his breath is a baited bait.
Protect your heart with all precaution;
For it alone first deserves your caution.

Submitted by Domenic Marbaniang.

Delay is not Denial


Once upon the tumultous shore
Of raging waves tossing by
I thought of all the worldly lore
That taunted and made me cry.

“God” they said “is just a bore”
“Who’s silent or anything but not.”
This did hurt me to the core
For I believed Him and all else not.

But then I saw the waves become a door
Of new blessings that keep pouring in.
God tarries but delays not more
Than we can take and in Him we win.

Submitted by Domenic Marbaniang.

Slumdog Souvenir

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No man is a dog; nor a dog, a man –
One can only be treated so.
And yet these metaphors are bad –
Which I now intend to show.

There are dogs on street and dogs at home
So, a street man can’t be a dog,
For then would men at home also be dogs;
Though never Bull or Alsatian; for all are one.

A dog’s got no moral sense; a man has at least some.
And even if he had none,
The categorization is worse, and not less;
For, a dog’s still known for its faithfulness.

The street boy might become a millionaire,
And a millionaire, come to the street;
A shack is still a home to someone;
A cover from the heat, a rest for one’s feet.

A child still laughs in the slum
A baby still cries in the palace
An eye still awaits one more dawn
While one wishes the night would prolong.

The slums have their dogs; dogs of different breeds.
Some belong at home; some rover on the streets.
But slums and all settlements are known for their men, women, and children;
Though rich or poorer they be;
They are one of us;
And in God’s sight each is precious:
Each one still one in a million,
Each one still a millionaire.

Jesus said that as a man who found a precious gem sold everything in order to buy it, so is the Kingdom of God. That is why, Christ came into the world to save us from our sins. We are all still precious to God, though the world sees it differently.

Submitted by Domenic Marbaniang.

The World

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I agree that you are charming, desirable, and fulfilling
Mild or violent though I be your presence is mesmerizing
Kings and paupers, young and old have never been able to evade you
For you are charming; charmingly murderous.
You rend the heart from the mind, and kill its thousand eyes
You bend the heart to the flesh, and fill it with a million lies
Visible desire, invisible snare.
Lust of flesh, death of mind.
O World, the master tradesman
You give us what we want
At the cost of what we need.

Submitted by Domenic Marbaniang.

Winds of Change


‘Days have changed’ said an elder.
Crafty change takes a stealthy stride.
And even before the eyes could wonder
Supersonic change does steal the ride.
Neither allowin’ to predict nor ponder,
Another change soon whizzes by.

‘It’s Future Shock,’ said Alvin Toffler.
‘Inevitable process,’ said Harvey Cox.
‘It’s last days,’ said Paul the apostle —
On winds of change the world now rocks.
We’re living ‘midst lights and thunder,
Camera truths and lusty lies.

The tower of Babel looms sublimely higher,
Now built of neither brick nor clay.
Floors of fantasy built one upon the other
Defy the heavens in total array.
But Babel comes tumbling down asunder
And men depart as flurrying flies.

Lie is a multi-headed monster,
Unsatiated, ever-seeking some new
Fancies to placate its infernal hunger,
Spinning changes and choices not few.
As insatiable desire flares up stronger,
The hurried heat is its death-sigh.

This world of wars, wishes, and woes
Now finds in it her most fearsome foes,
Lawless winds of change on fire
Burn this world with venomous desire.
But rough winds corrode mind’s apt power
To tell the difference between truth and lie.

Truly, a vision for change t’wards the good is noble.
One must leave the wrong for right;
For fanatical falsehood breeds contagious trouble,
And falsehood can’t with falsehood fight.
Fanaticism is a blind surrender
To unchecked views that might one day die.

But, truth’s unfrightened by bullet or ink;
Neither does it rot nor stink;
But while men’s fancies expand and shrink,
Truth’s eye will never wink.
The wise take courage to stop and think
How change changes by the brink
Of eternity, another world to link
That’ll bring to the just living waters to drink.
Icons, Idols, Images now fall and crumble
Before God’s own Son and our True Life.

Submitted by Domenic Marbaniang.