My One Desire

Words of truth, words so pure,
Gentle words to warm my heart,
Deep desires, to seek His will.

His Spirit fills my deepest needs—
My soul can only dare to hope
My one desire, to seek His will.

Words of hope, words of peace—
A harmony of words to impart
Deep desires to learn His will.

His Spirit knows my every need,
My heart forever will be His own,
My one desire, to do His will.

Words of joy, words of love—
Honest words that won’t depart,
Deep desires to live in His will.

His Spirit will always lead me on,
My life I give to Him alone,
My one desire, to live His will.

Words of praise, words to sing—
Valued expressions of love,
Deep desires to know His will.

His Spirit shares my inner fears,
My mind is centred on Him only,
My one desire to know His will.

© Chrissy Siggee
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From my book: Glimpses of His Glory

In the Silence

Sweet solitude of silence
Brushes against my soul—
With a touch of His presence,
He brings rest to my bones.

Verses of faith drift through me,
Soothing battered senses—
Inspired in the silence,
He captivates my heart.

God’s Holiness bathes me,
Tender anointing falls—
In compassion He gives me
His peace in the silence.

Gems of joy, whispered hope,
Shown in His love and grace
Consoling in the silence…
He kisses away my tears.

©  Chrissy Siggee

 

This Soul of Mine, It’s not my Own.

One day I gave my life to Jesus,
I was only six years old you know—
My soul I knew, was not my own.

To church we went but once a week,
It was like that every Sunday—
My soul went with me, like always.

The church we went to was so big,
All the people and the noise they made,
Within my soul, I was afraid.

I didn’t know the preacher that day,
He talked about lilies and sparrow birds—
My soul was alert, to these words.

My soul is worth far more than these,
Jesus died for me; why that’s absurd!
What is this, my soul has heard?

Then finally some words I understood,
This man was talking right to me—
Yes, into my soul, he could see.

I heard the choir sing “Just as I am,”
They sang those words so bold—
And to my soul, they were like gold.

Wake up my child, this is for you,
A family ticket I cannot give—
For this your soul, it needs to live.’

An altar call the preacher made,
What will you do with Jesus today?
As for my soul and I, we did obey.

I walked on by my mum and dad,
My brothers and my sister too;
I think my soul it knew, just what to do.

I prayed a prayer I won’t forget,
I have remembered it to this day—
My life and soul, to God I gave.

Now one day I will live with Him,
And no matter how long I will be known—
This soul of mine, it’s not my own.

© Chrissy Siggee

 

GLIMPSES OF HIS GLORY – Chrissy Siggee — Miriam Jacob, Oxford Academic, Oxford University Press, Reviewer/Co-Author

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Unborn Dreams

There isn’t time to change her mind 
They told my mother lies,
Restricted by these clamps that bind 
I hear her inward cries. 

There isn’t room to shift and squirm 
Please take that thing away,
I was made to grow full-term
My hope you did betray. 

Before I formed you in the womb, 
I knew you…

There isn’t time to understand 
No time to move aside,
Save me from this glove-swathed hand
I need a place to hide. 

There’s no time to shun the tomb 
This fear has taken hold,
My heart beats strong within her womb 
I’ve never felt so cold. 

I will never leave nor forsake you, 
Don’t be afraid… 

There isn’t time to know my name
My face she will not see,
All I feel is my mother’s shame 
My life will never be. 

There isn’t even time to cry 
All I can do is pray, 
No! I do not want to die
Please just go away. 

When you walk through the valley,
Fear no evil… 

There isn’t time to hug you, Mum 
Or look upon your face,
Listen to you sing or hum 
And know your true embrace. 

I’ll never walk upon the earth 
It’s time to say goodbye,
This wasn’t meant to be my birth
Mother…it’s time for me to die. 

I have called you by name,

Take my hand…

© Chrissy Siggee

 

Taste and See

O taste and see all things He has done—
there’s nought but good in our LORD,
His gentleness touches every life
and took our place on the cross for us.

He takes the shame when we yield to Him
all sin and grief is buried from sight…
He speaks to hearts and calms all fear,
and stood in our stead and bore our sin.

Do not grieve nor hold to your guilt and sin,
but leave it all at the cross of the Father’s Son—
Jesus gave His life, His all, for you and me
and lives forever and reigns on high.

You can take joy in what I tell you here,
for the LORD will hear your every plea…
His sons and daughters, yes, we are His heirs
and takes us by His hand to lead us home.

Trust in this LORD, our God and King,
for no one can match His worthiness
Take Him for what He says He is
and know He is the LORD of lords.

© Chrissy Siggee – 2010

Inspired by Psalm 34:8 – O taste and see that the LORD is good: blessed is the man that trusteth in him. (KJV)

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Daddy’s Prayer

Sweet golden locks frame her face
where tears flow onto frills and lace—
Fingers clutch a teddy bear
and baby blues reflect despair.
It makes her daddy’s heart break…
My sweet girl, why are you still awake?

Dark shadows dance throughout the night
a trembling voice reveals her fright.
Nightly dreams become a nightmare;
too much for this child to bear.
Invading ogres make her tearful—
Pretty one, please don’t be fearful.

Darkened hours can be quite scary
and sounds of the night make one wary.
Try not to cry my little one,
to be fearful is not fun—
Loneliness makes the hours long.
Prayers to Jesus will make you strong.

Gentle Jesus meek and mild,
please watch over this precious child—
Place loving arms around her Lord.
Our hearts beat with one accord,
give peace, and music to her ears…
Jesus, take away her fears.

Calmness enters, God’s love displayed;
rest in Jesus, all fear will fade.
His love brings peace to your soul—
Know our Father’s in control,
all fear is gone, sleep to restore…
My little princess weeps no more.

© Chrissy Siggee

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two part poem: Of Those Who Persecute & Response by the Persecuted

Of Those Who Persecute
Hatefulness reigns
Nastiness and lies
Destroying reputations—
Oblivious to their own fate

Seeking revenge
Persecute and curse
Fictionalizing rumours—
Humiliating their own lives

Response by the Persecuted:
Forgiveness reigns
Tested and tried
Imminent challenges ahead—
Continuing firmly in truth.

Finding courage
Inner strength we find
Trusting in our Father’s plan—
Hope for tomorrow – safe in Him

© Chrissy Siggee  – 2019

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

 

Tuesday Blog Promotion – July 23rd

This week’s Blog Promotion is:

Never Short On Words

Don’t Forget:
Riverside Peace is an Award Free Blog and I won’t be setting up another Award. Tuesday Blog Promotion will be my way of showing my appreciation of my followers. There’s nothing for you to do to earn the promotion. Just simply keep blogging the way you do.

Chrissy at Riverside Peace