SOCKPUPPET PSALMS

Poetry inspired by Bible Study and thoughts upon God.

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The extension of God’s will and plan, laid in His outstretched hand. A way across such a great span, separating God from every man.

A sacrifice so pure the demand, that He came in the form of man. Accept now, if it possible you can, the hole in the outstretched hand.

Preston Pittman “Outstretched Hand”

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Who has said, "I'll be your friend", and not considered all therein? To count on me as a caring friend", but in your need I'd not extend? A friend of heart I might pretend, without the fear - not to offend? Who has said, "I was your friend", but did not mean, "until the end"? It wasn't me, I must contend, for Christ in me, I must extend. His love for you in me transcends, that's how I know, that we are friends! By: Preston Pittman. "Friends" I love you.

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Toy with me Abba… and allow me to linger. Let me roll off Your hand and down Your finger.

Flick me and catch me a time or two please, Whisper a Word and let me brace in its breeze.

Hold me up that I might gaze into Your eyes, and marvel at all Your wonder and surprise.

By: Preston Pittman. “Toy With Me Abba” I love you

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The Cornerstone… whom God made known. so left His thrown, for skin and bone.

Will He condone, all we have sewn? Was His love shown, to all unknown?

His return still unbeknown, let no man then bemoan, for governments overthrown. Ti’s He… The Cornerstone!

By: Preston Pittman. “The Cornerstone”

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It's a matter of fact, that we are all matter...and that we all matter!

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Grrrrrr...

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Senses swept up into a high, a scene below the moon-lit sky.

A thought and then a gentle sigh, a moment in tears of joy I cry.

A flash of when I drew you nigh, a reflection now… of you and I.

By: Preston Pittman “You And I” I love you.

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There's a flame that burns inside of me. It burns for you continually. A flame that burns though I'm not consumed. A flame that I could not have presumed. It burns in me to pray for you. And it causes me to believe for you. A flame that's there without a doubt. A flame in my heart that will not burn out. It burns for you whether you ever know it. It burns for you whether I ever get to show it. It burns in me that you might believe. It burns in me that you might receive. For the flame in me is not my own. From out of Christ's love it has grown. Sometimes so strong it stops me in my tracks. I start praying for you though I know none of the facts. I know nothing of you except that you exist. But the flame in me says, 'not to resist'. So, wherever, whoever you are. It matters not how near or how far. I share in the love our Creator has for you. I share the desire for His flame in you too. There's a flame that burns inside of me. And it burns for you continually. By: Preston Pittman "Burning Flame" I love you