Abide

Abide

Ken Pullen  –  copyright 2011

Scripture is in Italics from the King James Version

In the Lord put I my trust:

how say ye to my soul,

Flee as a bird to your mountain?

Did I create the mountains

do I command the sparrows of the fields?

Do I place  trust in things

of this world

in men

where do we place our trust

not only in the troubling times

but times when the Lord

is not uppermost in mind

too busy to live in spirit?

 Afraid to listen?

Get close near it?

Of this world,

or of heaven

when the thousands of thoughts enters?

Do you deny with words your belief

thinking you are a god, man is superior

while living in such manner?

Or do you fall down

fall period

living without fear of falling far

for always hearing Yeshua’s voice calling

ascending in spirit

mind mindful

heeding the calling

knowing there is but One God

in which to abide
never run from or hide

Lord, who shall abide

in Thy tabernacle?

who shall dwell in Thy holy hill?

Apostasy of Eve

apostasy of Adam

apostasy of Cain

the fall of man

the constant refrain

our continual thread of sin

soaked in saving blood

O, Yeshua, God come to vile earth in flesh

saving grace

the beginning of life

in Your arms

under Your wings will I abide!

Refrain from this world

unlike

those

saying one thing with their lips

yet righteousness

serving the Lord

ever slips

from The Fall of All Men

to present day

For, lo, the wicked bend their bow,

they make ready their arrow upon the string,

that they may privily shoot

at the upright in heart.

If
the foundations be destroyed,

what can the righteous do?

Invasion

not being evaded (evasive)

in truth

invaders

serenaded

for
it is the truth

which is

truly hated

righteousness abated

iniquity and evil

never satiated

the foundations crack, crumble

I can hear the thunder from the throne rumble!

The Lord is in His holy temple,

the Lord’s throne is in heaven:

His eyes behold,

His eyelids try,

the children of men.

The Lord trieth the righteous:

but the wicked and him that loveth violence

His soul hateth.

Some sit smug

upon their own throne

rarely, perchance never

falling prone

instead

pointing

proclaiming

shaming

saying

all manner of abomination

throughout every nation

elevating the words

works

of man

each one

none

would ever have breathed one breath

were it not for

the grace and will

of

the
One True Living God

Jehovah Elyon

Jehovah Shammah

Upon the wicked He shall rain

snares,

fire and brimstone,

and an horrible tempest:

this shall be the portion of their cup.

For
the righteous Lord loveth righteousness;

His countenance

doth behold the upright.

Days of confusion

constant illusion

even the professed

fail, fall in their unrest

serving Satan

at his behest

while on a false path

yet
so real leading towards death

shall there be one left righteous

upon Yeshua, Christ the Savior’s return?

In arrogant complacency

what have we learned

shrugging

saying pay no heed

to this or that

as they lie back

point their remotes

at the glowing screen

getting fat

making sure to show up on Sunday

get their attendance star

only to return to sniffing

after evil come Monday

Help, Lord;

for the godly man ceaseth;

for the faithful fail

from among the children of men.

They speak vanity every one with his neighbor:

with flattering lips

and with a double heart do they speak.

The Lord shall cut off all flattering lips,

and the tongue that speaketh

proud things:

Who have said,

With our tongue will we prevail;

our lips are our own:

who is lord over us?

So many empty words

full of evil

ever growing words

such a hurry

onslaught of falling faithful

see their vanity

all outward show

inward empty

closed

double minded

no where for the Spirit of the Lord

to go

for He will remove Himself if we grieve Him

for He will not settle into a heart

or spirit

which will not permit the touch of God

His presence near it

so many parading

as godly people

their true faith fading

in their perpetual seeking themselves

vehement

in
their discontent

in
truth thinking they are their own master

as
they serve up evil gruel in bucket fulls

splashing about

in
profane pretense

revealing abominations

causing
great offense

God cannot be heard

above
their self absorbed screams

from within their barren hearts

For the oppression of the poor,

for the sighing of the needy,

now
will I arise,

saith the Lord;

I will set him in safety

from him that puffeth at him.

The words of the Lord

are pure words:

as
silver tried in a furnace of earth,

purified
seven times.

Thou shalt keep them,

O Lord,

thou shalt preserve them from this generation

for ever.

The wicked walk on every side,

when the vilest men are exhalted.

He gives us

Life through death through life

eternal

renewed
in mind

new
in body

spirit

no where else in searching

can one find

life anywhere among the living

only One has such a gift

freely
giving

all
those seeking

so
many words

of
this world

of
man

smell
the reeking

stench

as
they deny

lie

bend
and twist

resist

the only truly true pure words known

in Scripture

from God

are shown

pure as light

words to set all things right

O Lord may I abide

with Thee

reveal Thy glory unto lowly me

may I lessen the weight

of
this rotting earthly walk

on
bended knees allow Thee to talk

knowing
my needs of my soul and spirit

while
the perversity

vanity

profanity

insanity

of man I shall not fear it

aware of all the putrid words in the air

thought spoken like honey

yet tasting of rancid flesh

always discerning

always yearning

each step learning

seeing the wicked on every side

as all vileness is elevated

because truth is so hated

O Lord who shall abide

who shall abide

from
Thy words I shall never hide

Thy grace and wisdom I shall wrap myself

in
which to abide

as
evil is busy on every side

O Lord

within Thee will I for ever abide

Lord, who shall abide in thy tabernacle?

who shall dwell in thy holy hill?

He that walketh uprightly,

and worketh righteousness,

and speaketh the truth in his heart.

No one can offer

a
place to abide

no one of this world

can provide assured place to reside

no one can offer any treasure

which can measure

the
love and mercy of the Lord

His crystal clear truth

silver purified in a furnace seven times

should
never be ignored

why even, ever

ponder

should I follow the words and ways of man

or
heed the words and ways of the Lord?

Such a scale to balance could

never weigh

nor
compare

for
all that is true

all
that truly matters

is
to abide within the Lord

and
walk alongside of Him

as  He leads the way

each day