These 20 Sonnets have an (ABCDEF-ABCDEF-GG)
rhyme scheme. Written in 2002 in USA.
#1
I praise your mighty name, O Lord on high,
For you alone are worthy of such praise,
Maker of every heaven and each earth,
Laid the foundations of the universe,
To please the awe struck eyes of every man,
Like stepping stones,my eyes walk every star,
Looking for you in heaven,Adoni,
Upon the galaxies,I fix my gaze,
Where every sun that shines has had its birth,
Like every letter in my simple verse,
Make up whole words,that eyes do quickly scan,
Verses in heaven,read from earth afar,
Celestial poems you wrote like holy art,
Etched in the heavens,and within my heart.
#2
O Lord,I want a daily walk with you,
Just like a Father walking with his son,
Does proudly take him by his tiny hand,
And leads the child,while walking at his side,
The son follows where'er the Father goes,
Aware that the Father leads him safely,
Along the right and ample path,more true,
Walking together,they become as one,
Along the flattened paths and secure land,
Each path the Father takes,is straight and wide,
And where the Father leads,the Father knows,
Is for his precious son's security,
So take my hand,Lord,placing it in yours,
To lead me in life,and through heaven's doors.
#3
O Lord my God,I praise your holy name,
Sweeter than music,it is to my ears,
The name above all others,Jesus Christ,
Does comfort me in times that I am sad,
Does heal me in the times that I am ill,
Does give me strength in times that I am weak,
Does make me proud to speak it,without shame,
Does protect me in times that I have fears,
Does intercede for me as my High Priest,
Does give me joy,making my heart be glad,
Does set me high atop God's holy hill,
From there I scan the land,for you I seek,
It is the name above all names of those,
Who could not save man,from his sinful woes.
#4
My Lord my God,a miracle I need,
To not be sent to prison for two years,
I go to court tomorrow afternoon,
And ask that you be standing at my side,
And that you touch the judge,make his heart pure,
Even as you yourself,are too a Judge,
Who Judges righteously for every deed,
You know each man's heart,have seen each man's tears,
You've heard men crying,neath the sun and moon,
As I too,neath the heavens,too have cried,
Please Lord,my wife needs me,and I too her,
Regardless that the court now holds a grudge,
Not my will,Lord,but your will now be done,
In the name of my savior,Christ your son.
#5
A miracle you did Lord yesterday,
A chance to change my guilty plea,to not,
Giving to a court investigation,
Of my initial plea,and mental state,
Since then,O Lord,my psych meds I was off,
And could not accurately make my plea,
I was confused at that time,what to say,
I was afraid,six years I would have got,
For self defence,an incarceration,
No understanding from the magistrate,
There was no defence,no one did enough,
They did not want to set my body free,
But then you came as response to my prayer,
To set me free,and make injustice fair.
#6
Please hear my prayer,O Lord,to be set free,
I've been a prisoner for six months now,
And they still want to give me two more years,
My cell is cold and dark,no natural light,
The guards are big and mean,no human love,
The prisoners are mostly evil men,
Looking upon them,only sin I see,
Before your enemy,they quickly bow,
They repent not,of you they have no fears,
They run and howl like creatures of the night,
They seek you not in heaven high above,
They hide from you like lions in their den,
Please free me from them,and these prison walls,
Before some worse'er thing to me befalls.
#7
I praise your name Lord,from my prison cell,
My spirit bows before your spirit Lord,
I pray I could be free,but since I'm not,
I'll use this time to write my simple lines,
Verses of prayer and praise to your sweet name,
Like those I wrote to you in days gone by,
That saved me through your love,from hottest hell,
Each rhyme did pierce the devil like a sword,
Leaving him with no cold to quench the hot,
Within the heat of Hades,now he pines,
Burning with hatred,in a self fueled flame,
He begs for death,but he can never die,
I praise you even though in prison now,
And still will praise you,once I'm dead somehow.
#8
Lord,shall I beg for life abundantly,
While on this evil earth of sin and pain?
Or do I have to wait until I die,
And go to heaven,to recieve such life?
It's hard to have such a life in prison,
Often I feel alone,like you're not here,
Abundance is what you have promised me,
But if you're far away,what do I gain?
Each day to please you,Lord,I really try,
But with each day,seems like I get more strife,
No matter what I pray or the reason,
The answers I recieve are still unclear,
Life more abundantly is what I need,
But when and where,the choice is yours to creed.
#9
O holy Father,do you read my verse,
Or do I write my lines in bitter vain?
I try to praise your name,with beauty's rhyme,
And try to turn my prayer into a poem,
Thinking that it should please you more that way,
Turning a simple prayer into an art,
Which rhyme does ring throughout the universe,
To reach your ears,this poet's joy and pain,
Though oft I think,not reaching you on time,
Since no response from you does venture home,
Or if it does,it does with such delay,
I'm blind to see it from a broken heart,
Please answer,Lord,my rhyming prayers to you,
To praise your name,and strengthen me anew.
#10
I know you answer,Lord,my prayers each day,
Even though sometimes I can not see it,
You move in ways that I don't even know,
To try and please me,answering my prayer,
Save that sometimes I need a quick response,
Or that sometimes at least I think I do,
So then to you with vigor,I then pray,
Hoping the answer sought,comes to be it,
That it in timely fashion comes to show,
If not,to wait for it,I can not bear,
Like it was some kind of tricky seance,
And I,waiting for the spirit of you,
Forgive me,Lord,that I don't always see,
The daily prayers you're answering for me.
#11
Sometimes,O Lord,I pray that I were dead,
That sweet eternal rest from living strife,
Sometimes I curse the day that I was born,
That day from dark to light,then back to dark,
Sometimes I walk the hard and loathsome trail,
That leads to nothing more than emptiness,
Sometimes there's only pain inside my head,
That hurts my soul and devastates my life,
Sometimes for those are dead,I can not morn,
That sullen state of life that reached its mark,
Sometimes I like success,but often fail,
That darker side of godly consciousness,
Sometimes I wake up,screaming out your name,
That nightmare for which I alone take blame.
#12
I praise you,Lord,early in the morning,
I praise you in the afternoon as well,
I praise your name,Lord,also in the eve,
I praise you when I lay my body down,
I praise you when I rise my body up,
I praise you as I'm walking all day long,
I praise you as my savior and my King,
I praise you for saving my soul from hell,
I praise you not to doubt,but to believe,
I praise you though my face does show a frown,
I praise you though I drink a bitter cup,
I praise you when you keep me from all wrong,
I praise you every day and every night,
I praise you cause my soul you keep upright.
#13
I'll praise your name,Lord,from the mountain top,
I'll praise your name,Lord,down in the valley,
I'll praise your name from morning to the eve,
I'll praise your name from my dark prison cell,
I'll praise your name also when I'm free,
I'll praise your name while laying in my bed,
I'll praise your name while working in the crop,
I'll praise your name through faith assuredly,
I'll praise your name,in you I do believe,
I'll praise your name,your greatness I will tell,
I'll praise your name from sea to shining sea,
I'll praise your name although my body's dead,
I'll praise your name before all living men,
I'll praise your name forevermore,amen.
#14
My Lord my God,do not forsake me now,
Please stay with me in prison,O my Lord,
Although in jail,you do not belong,
Do not leave me in prison all alone,
Visit me here,Lord,and don't ever leave,
Til the both of us get out together,
Lay in my bunk,I'll give you half my chow,
Protect me as a shield,become my sword,
Keep me from ever doing any wrong,
At night I toss and turn,I cry and moan,
By day for freedom,I weep and bereave,
Both by day and night,I want no other,
I pray for freedom,but if not set free,
I pray then,Lord,that you would stay with me.
#15
O Lord,I go to court in two more days,
The law states,they can give me two more years,
My lawyer says,from zero years to three,
Or that in two more days,I could go home,
So now it all depends on you,O God,
To keep me here or send me to my wife,
She needs me,Lord,at home alone she stays,
No one to comfort her or wipe her tears,
She needs me with her,Lord,please set me free,
Back to her from my cell,I'll quickly roam,
O're hills and through the valleys,shall I trod,
To get to her,and find my former life,
Then judge me,Lord,and set me free again,
Leaving behind this prison of my sin.
#16
O Lord,tomorrow I go back to court,
To stand,front a judge,that does not know me,
The way you know me,Lord,one of your own,
And he shall judge me with unrighteousness,
Unless you touch his mind,to make him pure,
Giving him mercy for my suffered soul,
And give him wisdom and a caring heart,
So that his judgment is to let me free,
And let sufficient punishment be shown,
For my cause,give your sweet graciousness,
And for my release,let him be the cure,
From this,the illness of my prison hole,
So judge the judge,who shall judge me for you,
Who judges with grace,and mercies undue.
#17
O Lord,I asked you for a miracle,
But instead,I got a big disaster,
Or so it looked that way,from where I stood,
Save now I understand,these things take time,
When touching hearts and minds of sinful men,
I will go back to court in twenty days,
With peace of mind,and not hysterical,
Since you'll be with me,my Lord and Master,
To turn a bad thing into something good,
By proving I committed no such crime,
For which I was wrongly accused of then,
And all the truth shall tell,in diff'rent ways,
How I was made to suffer without cause,
For their bad and unrighteous,petty laws.
#18
O Lord,send down your angel unto me,
To comfort me while I drink from this cup,
Of unjust and cruel incarceration,
For something that I never even did,
Of something made up,they accused me of,
To fill their prison,meeting their quota,
As if for them,a number I should be,
That they can use,when such number comes up,
Without the need of justification,
As if my life were theirs,O God forbid,
That I belong to those that have no love,
Save that I am yours,my sweet Messiah,
Send down your angel to protect me Lord,
With your most holy,and two edg'ed sword.
#19
O give me strength,my Lord,to be a man,
And be a good husband to my dear wife,
O give me courage,Lord,to face each day,
And serve you as a soldier serves his king,
O give me faith,Lord,so I can believe,
And never doubt you,or your love for me,
O give me love,so that to love I can,
And never hate a soul,throughout my life,
O give me peace,on you my mind to stay,
And never to worry,of anything,
O give me joy,so I will not bereave,
And turn to sadness in calamity,
O give me these,and nothing more I'll ask,
And will forever,in your glory bask.
#20
You said,Lord,there'll be justice for the poor,
I am poor,Lord,in need of your justice,
So poor,that I can not even make bail,
Or pay a good lawyer for my defense,
So here I stay in prison,waiting court,
A loathsome date,with ill uncertainty,
Unless you,Lord,walk through that courtroom door,
In my defense,keeping your sweet promise,
To justly be my lawyer at my trial,
Defending me with your loving guidance,
And I will follow you,with all my heart,
Knowing that you will set my spirit free,
I'm poor,but need your defense every day,
A justice for which I could never pay.
The End
Angel De Fuego
copyright 2002
rhyme scheme. Written in 2002 in USA.
#1
I praise your mighty name, O Lord on high,
For you alone are worthy of such praise,
Maker of every heaven and each earth,
Laid the foundations of the universe,
To please the awe struck eyes of every man,
Like stepping stones,my eyes walk every star,
Looking for you in heaven,Adoni,
Upon the galaxies,I fix my gaze,
Where every sun that shines has had its birth,
Like every letter in my simple verse,
Make up whole words,that eyes do quickly scan,
Verses in heaven,read from earth afar,
Celestial poems you wrote like holy art,
Etched in the heavens,and within my heart.
#2
O Lord,I want a daily walk with you,
Just like a Father walking with his son,
Does proudly take him by his tiny hand,
And leads the child,while walking at his side,
The son follows where'er the Father goes,
Aware that the Father leads him safely,
Along the right and ample path,more true,
Walking together,they become as one,
Along the flattened paths and secure land,
Each path the Father takes,is straight and wide,
And where the Father leads,the Father knows,
Is for his precious son's security,
So take my hand,Lord,placing it in yours,
To lead me in life,and through heaven's doors.
#3
O Lord my God,I praise your holy name,
Sweeter than music,it is to my ears,
The name above all others,Jesus Christ,
Does comfort me in times that I am sad,
Does heal me in the times that I am ill,
Does give me strength in times that I am weak,
Does make me proud to speak it,without shame,
Does protect me in times that I have fears,
Does intercede for me as my High Priest,
Does give me joy,making my heart be glad,
Does set me high atop God's holy hill,
From there I scan the land,for you I seek,
It is the name above all names of those,
Who could not save man,from his sinful woes.
#4
My Lord my God,a miracle I need,
To not be sent to prison for two years,
I go to court tomorrow afternoon,
And ask that you be standing at my side,
And that you touch the judge,make his heart pure,
Even as you yourself,are too a Judge,
Who Judges righteously for every deed,
You know each man's heart,have seen each man's tears,
You've heard men crying,neath the sun and moon,
As I too,neath the heavens,too have cried,
Please Lord,my wife needs me,and I too her,
Regardless that the court now holds a grudge,
Not my will,Lord,but your will now be done,
In the name of my savior,Christ your son.
#5
A miracle you did Lord yesterday,
A chance to change my guilty plea,to not,
Giving to a court investigation,
Of my initial plea,and mental state,
Since then,O Lord,my psych meds I was off,
And could not accurately make my plea,
I was confused at that time,what to say,
I was afraid,six years I would have got,
For self defence,an incarceration,
No understanding from the magistrate,
There was no defence,no one did enough,
They did not want to set my body free,
But then you came as response to my prayer,
To set me free,and make injustice fair.
#6
Please hear my prayer,O Lord,to be set free,
I've been a prisoner for six months now,
And they still want to give me two more years,
My cell is cold and dark,no natural light,
The guards are big and mean,no human love,
The prisoners are mostly evil men,
Looking upon them,only sin I see,
Before your enemy,they quickly bow,
They repent not,of you they have no fears,
They run and howl like creatures of the night,
They seek you not in heaven high above,
They hide from you like lions in their den,
Please free me from them,and these prison walls,
Before some worse'er thing to me befalls.
#7
I praise your name Lord,from my prison cell,
My spirit bows before your spirit Lord,
I pray I could be free,but since I'm not,
I'll use this time to write my simple lines,
Verses of prayer and praise to your sweet name,
Like those I wrote to you in days gone by,
That saved me through your love,from hottest hell,
Each rhyme did pierce the devil like a sword,
Leaving him with no cold to quench the hot,
Within the heat of Hades,now he pines,
Burning with hatred,in a self fueled flame,
He begs for death,but he can never die,
I praise you even though in prison now,
And still will praise you,once I'm dead somehow.
#8
Lord,shall I beg for life abundantly,
While on this evil earth of sin and pain?
Or do I have to wait until I die,
And go to heaven,to recieve such life?
It's hard to have such a life in prison,
Often I feel alone,like you're not here,
Abundance is what you have promised me,
But if you're far away,what do I gain?
Each day to please you,Lord,I really try,
But with each day,seems like I get more strife,
No matter what I pray or the reason,
The answers I recieve are still unclear,
Life more abundantly is what I need,
But when and where,the choice is yours to creed.
#9
O holy Father,do you read my verse,
Or do I write my lines in bitter vain?
I try to praise your name,with beauty's rhyme,
And try to turn my prayer into a poem,
Thinking that it should please you more that way,
Turning a simple prayer into an art,
Which rhyme does ring throughout the universe,
To reach your ears,this poet's joy and pain,
Though oft I think,not reaching you on time,
Since no response from you does venture home,
Or if it does,it does with such delay,
I'm blind to see it from a broken heart,
Please answer,Lord,my rhyming prayers to you,
To praise your name,and strengthen me anew.
#10
I know you answer,Lord,my prayers each day,
Even though sometimes I can not see it,
You move in ways that I don't even know,
To try and please me,answering my prayer,
Save that sometimes I need a quick response,
Or that sometimes at least I think I do,
So then to you with vigor,I then pray,
Hoping the answer sought,comes to be it,
That it in timely fashion comes to show,
If not,to wait for it,I can not bear,
Like it was some kind of tricky seance,
And I,waiting for the spirit of you,
Forgive me,Lord,that I don't always see,
The daily prayers you're answering for me.
#11
Sometimes,O Lord,I pray that I were dead,
That sweet eternal rest from living strife,
Sometimes I curse the day that I was born,
That day from dark to light,then back to dark,
Sometimes I walk the hard and loathsome trail,
That leads to nothing more than emptiness,
Sometimes there's only pain inside my head,
That hurts my soul and devastates my life,
Sometimes for those are dead,I can not morn,
That sullen state of life that reached its mark,
Sometimes I like success,but often fail,
That darker side of godly consciousness,
Sometimes I wake up,screaming out your name,
That nightmare for which I alone take blame.
#12
I praise you,Lord,early in the morning,
I praise you in the afternoon as well,
I praise your name,Lord,also in the eve,
I praise you when I lay my body down,
I praise you when I rise my body up,
I praise you as I'm walking all day long,
I praise you as my savior and my King,
I praise you for saving my soul from hell,
I praise you not to doubt,but to believe,
I praise you though my face does show a frown,
I praise you though I drink a bitter cup,
I praise you when you keep me from all wrong,
I praise you every day and every night,
I praise you cause my soul you keep upright.
#13
I'll praise your name,Lord,from the mountain top,
I'll praise your name,Lord,down in the valley,
I'll praise your name from morning to the eve,
I'll praise your name from my dark prison cell,
I'll praise your name also when I'm free,
I'll praise your name while laying in my bed,
I'll praise your name while working in the crop,
I'll praise your name through faith assuredly,
I'll praise your name,in you I do believe,
I'll praise your name,your greatness I will tell,
I'll praise your name from sea to shining sea,
I'll praise your name although my body's dead,
I'll praise your name before all living men,
I'll praise your name forevermore,amen.
#14
My Lord my God,do not forsake me now,
Please stay with me in prison,O my Lord,
Although in jail,you do not belong,
Do not leave me in prison all alone,
Visit me here,Lord,and don't ever leave,
Til the both of us get out together,
Lay in my bunk,I'll give you half my chow,
Protect me as a shield,become my sword,
Keep me from ever doing any wrong,
At night I toss and turn,I cry and moan,
By day for freedom,I weep and bereave,
Both by day and night,I want no other,
I pray for freedom,but if not set free,
I pray then,Lord,that you would stay with me.
#15
O Lord,I go to court in two more days,
The law states,they can give me two more years,
My lawyer says,from zero years to three,
Or that in two more days,I could go home,
So now it all depends on you,O God,
To keep me here or send me to my wife,
She needs me,Lord,at home alone she stays,
No one to comfort her or wipe her tears,
She needs me with her,Lord,please set me free,
Back to her from my cell,I'll quickly roam,
O're hills and through the valleys,shall I trod,
To get to her,and find my former life,
Then judge me,Lord,and set me free again,
Leaving behind this prison of my sin.
#16
O Lord,tomorrow I go back to court,
To stand,front a judge,that does not know me,
The way you know me,Lord,one of your own,
And he shall judge me with unrighteousness,
Unless you touch his mind,to make him pure,
Giving him mercy for my suffered soul,
And give him wisdom and a caring heart,
So that his judgment is to let me free,
And let sufficient punishment be shown,
For my cause,give your sweet graciousness,
And for my release,let him be the cure,
From this,the illness of my prison hole,
So judge the judge,who shall judge me for you,
Who judges with grace,and mercies undue.
#17
O Lord,I asked you for a miracle,
But instead,I got a big disaster,
Or so it looked that way,from where I stood,
Save now I understand,these things take time,
When touching hearts and minds of sinful men,
I will go back to court in twenty days,
With peace of mind,and not hysterical,
Since you'll be with me,my Lord and Master,
To turn a bad thing into something good,
By proving I committed no such crime,
For which I was wrongly accused of then,
And all the truth shall tell,in diff'rent ways,
How I was made to suffer without cause,
For their bad and unrighteous,petty laws.
#18
O Lord,send down your angel unto me,
To comfort me while I drink from this cup,
Of unjust and cruel incarceration,
For something that I never even did,
Of something made up,they accused me of,
To fill their prison,meeting their quota,
As if for them,a number I should be,
That they can use,when such number comes up,
Without the need of justification,
As if my life were theirs,O God forbid,
That I belong to those that have no love,
Save that I am yours,my sweet Messiah,
Send down your angel to protect me Lord,
With your most holy,and two edg'ed sword.
#19
O give me strength,my Lord,to be a man,
And be a good husband to my dear wife,
O give me courage,Lord,to face each day,
And serve you as a soldier serves his king,
O give me faith,Lord,so I can believe,
And never doubt you,or your love for me,
O give me love,so that to love I can,
And never hate a soul,throughout my life,
O give me peace,on you my mind to stay,
And never to worry,of anything,
O give me joy,so I will not bereave,
And turn to sadness in calamity,
O give me these,and nothing more I'll ask,
And will forever,in your glory bask.
#20
You said,Lord,there'll be justice for the poor,
I am poor,Lord,in need of your justice,
So poor,that I can not even make bail,
Or pay a good lawyer for my defense,
So here I stay in prison,waiting court,
A loathsome date,with ill uncertainty,
Unless you,Lord,walk through that courtroom door,
In my defense,keeping your sweet promise,
To justly be my lawyer at my trial,
Defending me with your loving guidance,
And I will follow you,with all my heart,
Knowing that you will set my spirit free,
I'm poor,but need your defense every day,
A justice for which I could never pay.
The End
Angel De Fuego
copyright 2002
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