I AM

I AM

By: Tyararr J Jones

The God of all creation...I AM.

The Ruler of all days...I AM.

The Beginning and the End...I AM.

The Hope of your waiting...I AM.

The King of Kings...I AM.

The LORD of Lords...I AM.

The Sustainer of your faith...I AM.

The Foundation of your faith...I AM.

The Deliverer...I AM.

The Peace that blinds your confusion...I AM.

The Song of your refreshed heart...I AM.

The Light of your salvation...I AM.

The Guide of your life's journey...I AM.

The Rock of Ages...I AM.

The Sovereign God...I AM.

The Hearer and Answer to your prayers...I AM.

The Giver of your possessions...I AM.

The Source of Truth...I AM.

The Father...I AM.

Omnipotent...I AM.

Omniscient...I AM.

Omnipresent...I AM.

The Restraint to your rebellion...I AM.

Immutable...I AM.

The Carrier of your burdens...I AM.

All that is Holy...I AM.

The Quenching of your spiritual thirst and hunger...I AM.

Your Strength, day by day...I AM.

The Giver of your very next breath...I AM.

All that is Divine...I AM.

The Giver of your talents/blessings...I AM.

The God who provided a way for your salvation...I AM.

The Mender of broken hearts...I AM.

The God of Heaven...I AM.

WHEN HEAVEN STOOD STILL

WHEN HEAVEN STOOD STILL

By: Tyararr J. Jones

In the silence of the day while on the Cross He hang,

Abrupt chants of hate from the people sang.

Scarce drops of peace hard to find in the crowd of anger,

Christians wandering about trying to hide from the danger.

Onlookers waiting for Jesus to deliver himself from this shame,

While reflecting on the cries of mockery from those who were to blame.

From light to darkness and the shaking of the ground,

Joy is fleeting and striving to be found.

For a moment, Heaven is silent as the Father's will is done,

Angels armed with sword surrounding God the Son.

As Jesus hung on the Cross wearing sin that was not His own,

Hope was brought to the high and mighty, to the poor and unknown.

All in an instant, Christ Jesus my King,

Silenced sin's voice and quenched death's sting.

His arms stretched wide with grace and with love,

Fulfilling his Father's will who looked down from above.

Laid to rest in a tomb made by man,

Carrying out what was prepared in His master plan.

From death to life as He arose from the grave,

Spreading forth his message to seek and to save.

Jesus Christ is my Savior and He is my Lord,

We must press on and follow His Word.