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

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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

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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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Christian Poetry by Chrissy at Riverside Peace

Reaching Out

My heart reaches out
with a passion for your love
Your love flows through me
like a river going home.

I stand in awe
at your loveliness
and lift my hands
to praise your name.

My mind reaches out
with a passion for your Word—
Your presence surrounds me
like the vastness of this land.

I stand in awe
at this establishment
and lift my gaze
to see your power.

My hand reaches out
with a passion for your touch—
Your glory lights the way
like a rainbow after the storm.

I stand in awe
of the creators design
and lift my head
to worship you.

My soul reaches out
with a passion for your peace—
Your presents overwhelms
like the vastness of the sea.

I stand in awe
at your creation
and lift my eyes—
Lord, I adore you.

© Chrissy Siggee

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From my book: Glimpses of His Glory

Glimpses of His Glory – (the poem)

Spring has replaced the winter’s frosty dawn;
Birds return with sounds reclaimed—
Their brilliant colours grace the skies.
Honey-suckle scent lingers in the air!
Buds burst open to reveal their hidden treasure
Amid the shades of a rainbow, flowers flourish.

Butterflies dance from blossom to bloom,
Trees announce the season with tender leaves—
Like fingers, they point towards the sky.
The distant roar of an aircraft engine
Threatens to steal the tranquil peace—
I smile at the sunshine and capture its warmth.

O Lord, this is a new day!
I breathe in your freshness
And walk in your truth;
I stand in your righteousness
Kneel in your holy presence
And take in a glimpse of your glory.

© Chrissy Siggee

From my book:    Glimpses of His Glory    ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

Persecutors & Response

Persecutors: 

Hatefulness reigns 
Nastiness and lies 
Destroying reputations 
Oblivious to their own fate 

 Seeking revenge 
 Persecute and curse 
 Fictionalizing rumours 
 Humiliating their own lives 

  
 Response: 
 Forgiveness reigns
 Tested and tried
 Imminent challenge ahead
 Continuing firmly with truth. 

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

© Chrissy Siggee

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Jesus speaks to open hearts

Jesus speaks to open hearts
Fills them with His awesome love.
Through Him we seek a healing touch
and feel his presence near.

Father, move within our hearts
Change our lives and set us free.
At the cross we bear our all
and find an answer there.

Holy Spirit, seeks my willing heart
to hear and obey his holy word.
Let my heart be open to your voice
and heed the message of your love.

© Chrissy Siggee
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From my book: Glimpses of His Glory

Glimpses of His Glory – (the book)

 Apologies: Due to the death of my publisher, the links are no longer available. As soon as I have new links, I will replace them.

🦋  Glimpses of His Glory. 🦋

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I can’t imagine this universe without being able to see God’s beauty all around me. There’s nothing more beautiful than God’s creation. It’s as much a part of me as my Saviour himself. Everything he created was to His will and glory, and nothing was made by accident.

– Chrissy Siggee

Discover how God works through his creation and Scripture to show us his love. This 100 page book has been given a new look and is now available in most countries. It will make the ideal gift for just about anyone who enjoys God’s creation and words of encouragement. Why not buy two and keep a copy for yourself.

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A Hill With A View

A blazing sun reaches its peak with the rising noonday heat—
The din from the emerging crowd ascends the hill like a surging tide.
The sound of mournful weeping mingles with the soldiers mocking feat
Cheers and jeers rise and fall while casting lots for his clothes to divide.

Embedded thorns gripped his brow to expose the bleeding flesh beneath
The blood-smeared stripes elongated the contorted flesh upon his back.
With all the cruelty of the day his painful bones scream out for relief—
And, his wounded body echoes with memories that won’t distract.

Darkness falls.
The crowd flees.
Fear strikes.
A voice cries out.

Eloi, Eloi lama sabachthani?‘  (Matthew 27:46 NIV)

The earth shakes.
The tremor spreads.
Tombs split open.
Lives come forth.

‘My God, my God, why have you forsaken me?’ (Matthew 27:46 NIV)

Head hangs low,
All strength is gone.
The weight of sin
On a cross of shame.

There was no other good enough to go through this place of shame,
He went to the cross, our sins to forgive and evil to defeat.
It was Christ’s blood alone that covered all my guilt and blame—
The scars I left will forever remain imprinted on his hands and feet.

No sight will you find as precious as my saviour saw today,
for this hill with a view revealed more than a price one man paid.
But the wonder of the sacrifice made; so lost souls can be saved—
Rejoice with me my child because this too, is the day the Lord has made.

‘Father into your hands I commit my spirit‘  (Luke 23:46 NIV)

Guards terrified
at the scene.
Surely He was
the Son of God.

© Chrissy Siggee

Based on the Gospel of Matthew Chapter 27 verses 32 to 54 (NIV)