A Splendour to Behold

Below the frozen ground he waits,
In restless sleep he lies,
Protected from the wind and rain
That flow from steely skies.

Cold winter snows begin to melt
Revealing nature’s best—
Unknown strength begins to rise
Boldness to pass the test.

Day by day he stretches forth
With courage new life brings—
Timeless changes make him soar
On flights of eagle’s wings.

Freshness comes with gentle rains,
Relieves the summer’s heat;
Power bleeds through woody veins—
A weakness to defeat.

Daring he saluted cloudless skies,
Graceful and upright, bold
Visions to capture for his own—
A splendour to behold.

Autumn leaves fall all around
Like graceful butterflies;
Limbs grow stronger every year
And reaches to the skies.

He stretches out to fill the air,
Stands bold beside his peers;
With his solid strength and power,
He’ll stand for many years.

Seasons come and seasons go,
Grand valour takes its place,
No longer swayed by winds of time—
Grown to majestic grace.

Daring to pass the test of time,
He gazes down to see
God’s design of might and courage—
Boldness in a cedar tree.

© Chrissy Siggee

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From my book: Glimpses of His Glory

 

The Vine

My hope is boundless, by His love…
A Love that healed my broken dreams;
Touched by expressions of the cross,
I’m confident He’s made me whole.

His grace complete, I’m full of joy…
A Joy that springs from sorrows past;
As far as east is from the west,
I count upon my Savior’s grace.

“Your faith has saved you, go in peace…”
A Peace transformed from inward strife
Flows as a river through my soul,
I’m confident my heart’s restored.

Let me trust you, give me patience…
A Patience that will change my day;
Perseverance is my weakness,
In Christ alone I find my strength.

Mercies flow with gentleness…
A Gentleness that soothes my heart;
There’s no other so meek and mild,
I’m confident His mercies flow.

His heart overflows of goodness…
A Goodness flowing with His tears;
From helplessness He saved my soul,
What a comfort He brings to me.

Willing to trust him, I have faith…
A Faith that comes in knowing Him;
With little faith I do possess,
I’m confident it’s all I need.

My Shepherd leads, with meekness…
A Meekness that gently shows me
He seeks the lost and holds them close,
His wayward lambs are guided home.

My daily struggle, self control…
A Self Control to get me through;
He gives me courage to endure,
I’m confident in God, my Rock.

Of righteous fruits, I ask in prayer…
A Prayer that my heart desires;
As the Vine brings forth the harvest,
My soul responds with confidence.

© Chrissy Siggee

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From my book: Glimpses of His Glory

Keeper of My Lighthouse

Keeper of my lighthouse, please
Shine in me today.
Standing firm on God, my Rock,
May I never stray.

I Am the solid Rock on which you stand.

Clouds of fear impair my sight,
Doubt upon the source—
Trying hard to do what’s right,
Help me stay on course.

I will always be there to light your way.

Keeper of my lighthouse, know
You are in control;
Lead me from this gloom of night—
Compass for my soul.

I will steer thee beyond your darkest night.

Like ships off course, I wander
Onto darkened reef;
Lord, steer me safely yonder—
Bring me back from grief.

I will lead if you will only follow.

Keeper of my lighthouse, you
Bathe me in your light;
Radiance makes straight my path—
Shine with all your might.

I will never leave thee nor forsake thee.

Through this storm of dreadful pain,
Waves consume my life;
Bring me through my tempest strain—
Lead me from this strife.

I will guide thee through every storm of life.

Keeper of my lighthouse, come!
Let your bright light shine,
Casting doubts and fears away—
Save this life of mine.

Child, I Am the Keeper of your lighthouse

 
© Chrissy Siggee

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From my book: Glimpses of His Glory

 

Absorbed in Wonder

Raindrops trickle from velvet soft roses by the gate—
Ladybugs struggle to keep a grip on moistened leaves—
Butterflies flutter their feather-light wings
And mottled stalks assent to the rising breeze.

Beyond the path that leads to the meadow,
Sparrows take flight from their nesting trees—
Creating rain-soaked leaves to glisten like shattered mirrors
And sun rays capture the essence of the after rain.

Honeysuckle saturates the air with its perfume
Mingling with the simple freshness of dampened earth,
That fills the air with splendour and His goodness
And penetrates the senses with pure simplicity.

Robins sing their chorus to the retreating storm—
Fleeting clouds drift across the distant sky,
While trailing shadows chase the thinning haze
And disappear into carefree sunbeams along the rise.

Unfurling colours spread as ribbons above the trees—
Red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo and violet
Etching an archway across the clearing heavens
And embracing the distant hills with the perfect kiss.

I close my eyes to soak up the enchanting beauty—
Tranquil moments fill my thirsty soul,
His blessed peace flows through my inner being
And imprints the perfect scene within my mind.

© Chrissy Siggee
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From my book:  Glimpses of His Glory

Glimpses of His Glory – (the book)

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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

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A New Dawn Rising

Echoes of early birds twill fill my ears,
Gleams of sun rays kiss my face,
Fragrances from the dew-fresh grass tease my senses.

Opening my eyes, I see a crimson sky—
I can almost taste the sweetness of the early morning;
Sunlight announces a new dawn rising.

© Chrissy Siggee

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From my book: Glimpses of His Glory

Nowhere

To the cross You went to die for me,
For every sin, You carried them all;
The heaviness and shame You paid the fee—
Father, forgive them, You did call.

– Nowhere will I find a friend so true.

At the cross I laid my burdens down,
For all the wrongs You heard my plea;
The trauma and burden weighed You down—
You shed Your blood for all to see.

 – Nowhere will I find a friend so real.

On the cross You took my faults,
For each and every guilt and pain;
The sadness and despair came with assaults—
This bitterness of sin, full of strain.

– Nowhere will I find a friend who loved.

From the cross you paid for it all,
For my life alone I know You would give;
The man of sorrows, a death cruel and brutal—
Your life you gave so I could live.

– Nowhere will I find a friend like You.

© Chrissy Siggee

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From my book: Glimpses of His Glory

An Instrument of Your Peace

I stand in awe of your majestic peace;
Let your forgiveness give me release
Teach me Lord, the way I should go—
I want to be an instrument of your peace.

Never will I leave thee;
My child, you are mine.

I’ve knelt before an empty cross to pray,
But for human weakness, I’d stay all day;
How do I live in strength I do not have?
I want to be released to understand.

It was for you I lived and died;
My child, you are set free.

I’m lost in worship within your presence;
The room is filled with your fragrance,
Your Word is open upon my knee—
I want to grow in the knowledge of you.

Take my hand so I can lead;
My child, I love you.

I’ve surrendered my life into your hands!
Show me, Jesus, how to take a stand
And tell the world that you are mine—
I want to be an instrument of your peace.

Let your light shine;
My child, I will lead.

© Chrissy Siggee
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From my book: Glimpses of His Glory

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Promises in the Rainbow

Rainbow colours, glorious,
melt into scenic views –
Radiant through softened glow,
creating all things new.

Freshness lingers past the rain,
embracing nature’s charm –
God’s vibrant promises still proclaimed
with tender hues of calm.

Sunbeams gently stroke my face,
and Heaven’s warmth abides –
My spirit yearns for His embrace
and peace His touch provides.

He gently soothes a hurting heart,
and wipes away each tear –
With healing words, my grief departs
and sorrows disappear.

Assurance fills my life again –
beyond the clouds I see
Dreams and visions to explore
with a joyful heart that’s free.

Humbly now I worship my King,
fresh tears of joy I own.
With new words I begin to sing,
giving Him my life to hone.

© Chrissy Siggee
From my book Glimpses of His Glory    ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

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

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