Category Archives: #GEDIGTE

GOD’S LOVE


Love is patient, love is kind
Love consoles, a troubled mind
Love is humble, love is meek
Love is strong, when we are weak

Love is caring, love is pure
Love is faithful, nothing’s truer
Love is loyal, love defends
Love lays down, its life for friends

Love is goodness, love delights
Love embodies, all that’s right
Love is better, love excels
Love extends, beyond ourselves

Love is action, love is prayer
Love is truth, to conquer fear
Love is hopeful, love redeems
Love revives, our shattered dreams

Love is passion, love is zeal
Love empowers, hearts to heal
Love is joyful, love is glad
Love is comfort, to the sad

Love is gentle, love is just
Love is tender, to the touch
Love is higher, love exceeds
Love endures, beyond our needs

Love is broader, love is deep
Love abounds, to all who seek
Love is peaceful, love is calm
Love protects, to keep from harm

Love is steadfast, love abides
Love restores, our broken lives
Love is thankful, love is blessed
Love is wiser, love is best

Love is richer, love is great
Love is triumph, over hate
Love is generous, love is free
Love exists, eternally

Love is yearned for, love is sought
Love is found, within God’s court
Love is noble, love is brave
Love is Jesus’, power to save

Love is mercy, love is grace
Love forgives, the human race
Love is endless, love persists
Love survives, for God exists

Love is perfect, love prevails
Love remains, when all else fails

© Carolyn Becket , New Zealand

Vriend of vyand….


deesdae is die waarheid so… dof
baie mense is OK daarmee…

soos seuntjie wat uit boom val
omdat sy pa hom wil leer
vertrou niemand nie
gesê hy moet spring
en hom toe nie vang nie

verhoudings aanmekaar geplak
met seks en geld
vrees en obsessies
die filters vir alles wat ons inneem
want dit gaan mos oor oorlewing

Ja, oorlewing, nie lewe nie
haat en nyd die dryfkrag agter alles
wat nou gemaak
alles halsoorkop los?
nee! kan dit tog nie doen nie…

© Thomas Dreyer

Again I chose death…


O Holy Father, hear I am,
calling You from the pit of hell
The smell of death haunting me
my spirit broken with in me

Again I chose death
death instead of LIFE

so fickle, so weak

Your punishment
Your wrath
It is all I deserve

Again I chose death
death instead of LIFE

I know You
You are my Life-Giver
still I don’t get it
all I know…
I need You
I’m at my end

"Come to Me you all
who are heavy laden
I will give you rest"

mercy, grace, rest
this is not what I deserve
yet my heart cry out for You
Daddy I need you

You are are so far away,
but I can still hear You
You’re calling me
"Come"

I am sorry Lord
forgive me

Is this all
all I can say
all I have to say

I want to do so much more

but there is nothing

You did it all
with Your sacrifice…

Thank You, Thank you Lord!
Yes, You are still my Life-Giver!
O, teach me to embrace this life
This life that’s so awesome
a life that conquers death

© Thomas Dreyer

Dik swart strepe


vas
verstrengel
gekoek
gestoei

staan ek tussen gister en vandag

more roep onbekoorlik

die tyd nader en nader en nader

aan die vrese in my jong,
so vreeslike jong
hart

die dik swart strepe geëts op die dae
wat vlugtelik
in ‘n koma verby gaan

dik swart strepe op vandag se slegte nuus en hartseer
pyn

dik swart strepe op more se profielblad

die buite lyne van seer

die inkleur van verwarring

emosies deurboor emosies

sag

gaan

staan

my hart

onder

‘n Koelte Boom

op

Golgota.

© Paula van der Merwe

A HEALING CAPTIVE


O, God, Who frees the captive
Do not liberate this carnal slave for freedom’s sake
For I will surely wing my flight to another thorny land.
Break, instead, each evil bond
And rub my swollen wrists,
Then take me prisoner to Your will,
Enslaved in Your safekeeping.

O, God, Who ushers light into the darkness,
Do not release me to the light
To only see myself.
Cast the light of my liberation upon Your face
And be Thou my vision.

Do not hand me over
To the quest of greater knowledge.
Make Your Word a lamp unto my feet
And a light unto my path,
And lead me to Your dwelling.

O, God, who lifts the grieving head,
Blow away the ashes
But let Your gentle hand upon my brow
Be my only crown of beauty;
Comfort me so deeply,
My Healer,
That I seek no other comfort.

O, God, Who loves the human soul
Too much to let it go,
So thoroughly impose Yourself
Into the heaps and depths of my life
That nothing remains undisturbed.
Plow this life, Lord,
Until everything You overturn
Becomes a fertile soil,
Then plant me, O God
In the vast plain of Your love.

Grow me, strengthen me,
And do not lift Your pressing hand
Until it can boastfully*unveil
A display of Your splendour.

I love you.
Beth

By Beth Moore

Onbekend


Ek ken jou skaars.
vir ‘n oomblik vas-genael
aan die dekadente verhaal
geloof so bitter-soet
toe ek jou
liggies in die sommer ontmoet
harte-breker
om-keerder
wat is jou naam nou eintlik
as ek sy dessibels
ontnugter
teen die plafon
laat hop en spring en
sing
Hooglied
se band
om en om en om
in my kop herkou
jy was my Rebekka
my Hosea
die vergelyking
waaraan almal te kort skiet
dagdroom
nag-huil

ek ken jou skaars

hoekom
is jy
jy
ek gaan terug in my dop kruip
my ouderdom vermom
dat jy dink
ek is maar net
‘n kind
nie opgewasse vir drome
of trourok – some

‘n geheim
‘n gedig
‘n vrou
‘n vrug
‘n woord
‘n boek

jou oë die geel-rose
In my
Lank lank gelede
Gebede.

© Paula van der Merwe

As …


As elke pad gemerk
En geloop is
As elke rots getrap
En gevee is
As elke traan getel
En gebêre is
As elke dorp dieselfde lyk
En Vertel is
As elke boek gelees
En geskryf is
As elke blom geblom
En gepluk is
As elke dag geleef
En geaanbid is
As elke mens geneem
En gevat is
As elke perske geplant
En geryp is
As elke viool gespeel
En gestil is
As elke droom bewaarheid
En bewaar is

Eers dan sal ek weet
Hoe lank
Vir ewig
In
Jou

Is.

© Paula van der Merwe