Lord, I come to You. Lord I come to You.
Lord, I come to You
Today, this day.
I acknowledge You, Jesus;
I acknowledge You as King over all the earth.
Lord, I praise Your name. Lord, I praise Your name.
Lord, I praise Your name
Today, this day.
Holy is Your name, Jesus;
Holy is Your name - You're King over all the earth.
Lord, My soul gives thanks. Lord, My soul gives thanks.
Lord, My soul gives thanks
Today, this day.
Your love saves me today, Jesus;
Your loves saves me today - You're King over all the earth.
Lord, I worship You. Lord, I worship You.
Lord, I worship You
Today, this day.
You are lifted up, Jesus;
You are lifted up - You're King over all the earth.
Lord, I honor You. Lord, I honor You.
Lord, I honor You
Today, this day.
I will follow You, Jesus;
I will follow You - You're King over all the earth.
by Julie Dunlap 5-23-2012
I came up with another simple tune as I played around on the banjo, then put these words of praise to the King of Kings. This has become my prayer as I am faced with my utter dependency on my Creator.
Sunday, June 10, 2012
Friday, June 1, 2012
Snow in the Basement
I found below a layer of snow;
It is icy cold down there.
Where's our warm winter clothes?
Let's take our shovels down the stairs.
Grab a coat and come to see -
Eighteen snowy inches cloak the floor.
It's summer so how can this be,
That our basement wintered heretofore.
Will you help me dig about?
Come, let's shovel side by side.
This frozenness I must move out
Lest ice expand and winter doth preside.
Each of us has snow within -
A frozen factor we must root-out.
Dance and sing and laugh and love
While we shovel our basements out.
By Julie Dunlap May 17, 2012
This poem seems like a Dr. Seuss children's poem, and the thought originated from a vivid dream I had right before I awoke one morning. I jotted down the thought right away lest I forget the idea. Putting the idea down poetically was challenging in order to incorporate rhythm and rhyme. I had to get out a rhyming dictionary, a thesaurus, and a college dictionary, and then my helpful editor (my husband) gave me needed critique so I had to reword much of what I had written. It took three days to get from the rough idea to the poem. It will take longer to get the snow out of the basement, but as we place our trust in God's abiding love, we can have fun as we shovel out the snow.
It is icy cold down there.
Where's our warm winter clothes?
Let's take our shovels down the stairs.
Grab a coat and come to see -
Eighteen snowy inches cloak the floor.
It's summer so how can this be,
That our basement wintered heretofore.
Will you help me dig about?
Come, let's shovel side by side.
This frozenness I must move out
Lest ice expand and winter doth preside.
Each of us has snow within -
A frozen factor we must root-out.
Dance and sing and laugh and love
While we shovel our basements out.
By Julie Dunlap May 17, 2012
This poem seems like a Dr. Seuss children's poem, and the thought originated from a vivid dream I had right before I awoke one morning. I jotted down the thought right away lest I forget the idea. Putting the idea down poetically was challenging in order to incorporate rhythm and rhyme. I had to get out a rhyming dictionary, a thesaurus, and a college dictionary, and then my helpful editor (my husband) gave me needed critique so I had to reword much of what I had written. It took three days to get from the rough idea to the poem. It will take longer to get the snow out of the basement, but as we place our trust in God's abiding love, we can have fun as we shovel out the snow.
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