By Clayton Davis
Insightful contemplation
Regeneration
Wistful exhilaration
Without explanation
Beyond imagination
Total relaxation
Welcome to our SWordPlay pages, where students gather as poets, sages. Here we’ll hone our writing skills, pour out thoughts, spill ink from quills. Here we’ll sharpen two-edged swords, thrust and parry, play with words. May this be a place where word-blocks are built, where letters of fabric are stitched into quilts; where sim’les are smudged and metaphors mixed, where licence is given and spelling is fixxed. Dear Reader, we thank you for being our guest; go now in peace on your own WordQuest.
Showing posts with label Clayton Davis. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Clayton Davis. Show all posts
09 December 2010
It’s not a joke
By Clayton Davis
It’s Here
It’s There
It’s Everywhere
It’s There
It’s Everywhere
When I close my eyes
All I can see is despair
It’s in their faces
It’s in their stride
Just making it through the day
Helps them survive on their pride
Another drink, another toke
All their pain is not a joke
When I look in the mirror, what do I see
But by the grace of God, there goes thee
Because of God’s love, I am free
For He sent Jesus to die for me
He took my infirmities, my guilt, and my shame
And wiped them from His sight
With unmerited love, mercy and grace
I now live a life worth living
A life that is in His light
27 November 2010
Who's the Boss?
By Clayton Davis
Ask yourselves:
Am I doing what would give praise to Jesus?
All my thoughts, all my actions,
All my reactions,
Do they give praise to Jesus?
When You died on that Cross
You came to save those who are lost
Oh, who am I, to act like the boss
Was it me, or was it You
Who gave His life on that Cross?
Oh, who am I, to keep acting like the boss?
Forgive me, Father
Let the reality set in
For it was me
Who was living in sin
You died so that I could live
There is nothing, nothing I can do
Without You
All my thoughts, all my actions,
All my reactions
Shall give praise to You
Oh, praise You, Jesus—praise You, Jesus
For it was You who died on that Cross
Let the reality set in, praise be to Jesus
That it is You Who is my Boss
So many words
By Clayton Davis
There’s so many words
Put them front to the back
Then put them back to the front
Add a flood of tears
Dear Jesus, I ask You
My exalted Creator, erase my fears
65,000 miles an hour
1,083 miles a minute
What is it,
What is it that
l can do
To show You
My true love for You?
Cover to cover, it’s all inside
Dear Jesus, You have nothing to hide
I never paid nothing for this extraordinary ride
I thought I had nothing to offer
But You showed me how to reach you
Thoughts from my heart that bring
Honour to You
Precious Jesus
Lord and Saviour
My Redeemer
Counsellor and Healer
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