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Messianic Poems

by Gary Bertnick

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Page One  Page Three


TEARS

Tears of loss
Groanings of a man in prayer
With loud cries and tears
For a nation broken
For the loss of a generation,
Death rising up to swallow alive.
The grief of one who grieved
Mourning for bread and drink
The loss of a family, a people, a nation...
But soon the One who wept for all
Who grieved for Eternity
Will soothe the memory,
Remove all sense of painful loss
As fullness of joy
Envelops another person bound for Heavenly bliss-
The Glory Presence sought faithfully for so long!


Gary Bertnick Silver Cord, 1998

JEWEL


Diamond in a golden setting
Beauty raised to the highest level
Light enthroned in a place once very dark
Plan of Perfection displayed in another,
As proven true with Israel
As clearly shown by Jerusalem,
Mystery knowledge revealed;
Messiah make known.
Joy now enthroned within splendor
Life more precious than gold, more priceless than any diamond;
Holy Spirit at rest within a human spirit.
New ring with a stone with a new name on it;
Marriage covenant sealed in eternity!

Gary Bertnick Silver Cord, 1998
 


FINISH THE RACE

Who else can we run to,
Where else to turn
For truth and life-Holy Breath and everything else?
You alone have eternal words
Purist eternal honey, sweet creative fragrance
Aromatic, majestic authority reigning over all.
We live as foreigners and strangers,
Aliens who do not love this world
Yet love Jerusalem
And celebrate the regathering of Israel-
Remnant Jacob destined to rule.
What was a hard road
Has become a very narrow path
"Through the fire and through the dark night",
A few short steps to go
And suddenly, a trumpet sounds...
In a flash of brilliance our Father speaks
And the "Word Made Flesh"
Reaches out his right hand
And rescues us at last!

Gary Bertnick Silver Cord May "98

HONOR


Arms uplifted
Hands lovingly offered
As servants who delight
Who seek first to honor
Who seek first to exalt in the only Name
Love given, love received
Cross experienced...
Source of all life and truth
We bring honor to your holy Name.
In life and breath
At every chance, time and place
Both in jubilant dance
And in quiet song within
We bring honor as a gift to your Name.

Gary Bertnick Silver Cord '98


GLORY


In simplicity and childlike trust
In purity and hushed reverence
We kneel and pray
We prostrate at the anointing
Glory in the holy Presence.
Timeless, Ancient One
Lord above all who calls each soul to his side.
Our love overflows
Even as you said,
The inner spring wells up!
Wonderful moments strung like costly pearls,
Adorn the neck of the bride
Dancing blissfully before you.
Freedom of freedoms
Passing easily through the outer sanctuary
To the speechless, intimate presence of unapproachable Light;
Thick Glory Cloud
Holiness permeating all, consuming all.

Gary Bertnick Silver Cord '98


PRAISE


Songs never before heard
Joy as colorful blossoms everywhere
Flowers of delight singing
Breathless beauty in this place of light
Where wonder enfolds wonder
The marvelous, cascading over and over
Spirit of Glory lifting up
Carries the flock of love,
Cradled in His garment.
Heaven's music engulfs
A flood of goodness
Praise thundering, praise remarkable
Intensely focused on the One who gave all;
Yeshua who stands supreme
Sovereign King of the Universe spoken
River of life, of praise returns to the Throne
Messiah's throne,
The Glory Throne where earth and heaven are no more.

Gary Bertnick Silver Cord '98

RETURN


"Return to me,"says your God
Lord of holiness and truth
Return in your hearts and minds
Come to your senses at last
False riches of the world
False wealth of America...
Return to your first love
The lover of your soul
Creator of Israel
Redeemer of Jacob
The only King who dwells in Zion
Who rules in Jerusalem,
Hope held up clearly before your eyes!
Lasting beauty that does not fade.


Gary Bertnick Silver Cord


DEEP CALLS TO DEEP

Deep calls out to deep
The depth of man's need crying out to the depths of God's love;
One person at a time in loneliness seeks out the companionship of love
True love, lasting love
The knowledge of a love that overcomes all the obstacles
The barriers, the veil fighting such peace...
To love the unloved, even more- to love the unlovely!
Birds soar to astonishing heights
Then plunge to earth for food and rest.
Canyons rival mountains in rugged beauty
Cliffs trail down out of sight.
Then the oceans;
Water worlds set apart
Mysteries waiting to be sought out
The heart sinks in fear at the overwhelming greatness
The dark, the cold, the unknowns hiding
The unending spirals to the bottom.
What mind can fathom the depths,
The playground of whales.
Canyons deeper than any on land
Mountains that dwarf the giants of Nepal sleep beneath the waves.
The deepest need in an ocean of want
Calls out one last time
Beyond desperation, without hope
Hoping one last time
The weakest voice offered up in the end,
Is heard and answered in kindness
By the Seven Thunders!

Gary Bertnick Silver Cord

HOLINESS

Life from the dead

Mercy, when all around there was none.

Kindness and gentleness from above

A pure sweet smile

Approval and assurance from our dearest friend.

Encouragement to go on

A vision of Heaven has sealed the heart

Delight of delights -

A friend who truly cares

His measure of Love cups each day

Simplicity and humility

Holy fire, a pure seed within

Our hearts now warmed

As we look one to another

And See His Life within.


Gary Bertnick Silver Cord

MIRIAM


She came to Him in brokenness
Beyond the end of hope
Given to things of open shame.
Then, with the crowd on a hillside-
Some said He'd come for His people Israel-
She watched and listened as He spoke and touched
And marveled as He loved and healed.
Stream of every human need drawn near
As He loved and touched and smiled
And created wonderful healing before all eyes.
She fell before Him dead
And was raised up before Him alive!
Spirit of power radiated
Spirit of authority enveloped
Spirit of love lifted up from the grass and rocks...
Now, months later, seated at His feet
Eyes meet eyes, basking in closeness
Heavenly submission
Purest and holiest place at His feet
Rapture of heart and being
Rivers into oceans, oceans into eternity
Flow of His life into one more soul.


Gary Bertnick

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LIVING TRUTH

As we drink from His cup
And daily taste death
Follow the Master, receive life, experience the cross,
We look upon the world
We see the earth
And wonder at the incredible waste and noise!
People of grief, loss, painful comfort
Cold body of a friend, an enemy
The seeming cruel finality
Constant fear and denial of so very many
Even more sheltered in the squalid grip of religion,
Dark spirit realm swirling invisibly;
All the daily struggles that overwhelm
And #### the joy out of being alive...
Then, earthly beauty passes by on the street-
Unknown, without even a moment of honesty
Without a hint of heart caring and fellowship
Blind beauty easily gone
Many more such flowers vary in beauty from flower to flower;
Different beauty of each star in heaven,
The majesty seen in human creation!
Yet, we love
The heart gives and longs to give more
To offer clean touches, prayers
To offer quiet reflections
Of a personal glimpse of His beauty
And the Throne of all power and mercy
Intimate revelation of Yeshua
In one who chooses life over death
Eternal life through the cross by the Father's Spirit!
Now an eternity of bliss is spread as that Banquet spoken,
An exquisite blue-gold table set reaches out
Beyond the stars,
Jeweled embroidery, an abundance unimagined
Our daily choice- to live!
Narrow gate through the cross
Narrow road by the Holy Spirit
Carried by gentle goodness;
No one looks back.

Gary

NEW LIGHT

One warrior takes his sword
Ready at the command
Obedient, selfless
Alert with eyes piercing the darkness
As hot coals from the holy fire
Eyes dart about seeing, discerning.
Apostasy around seducing like wildfire
Clumsy, arrogant nations paw the apple of God's eye.
But a new light shines
Even a new day spoken of
Purifying, cleansing and strengthening.
A thunderous cry is heard
Its legions roar the echoes-
"Mercy is great!  But justice is true!"
Eternal beings all face the cross
And choose eternal life or eternal death
A death of continual anguish
Or a life of endless joy;
The rapture of His presence
Or the fire that never completely burns.

   Gary Bertnick    Silver Cord

 

A SILVER CORD PRAYER
 

Naked before the Lord

The eyes that see through body and soul

Penetrate the spirit he made,

The eyes of love and warmth and mercy.

Oh! To love as few have loved

To drink living waters from the holy spring of my God

My life as a flame engulfed by the fires of truth beneath the only throne

Hot coals pressed upon the lips,

For a mouth that speaks praise

Worship from a mind kept clean

A heart made pure

Hands continually washed, bathed in heavenly light;

The One who redeems always at your side

A warrior's sword to flash brilliance

The power of truth that cuts free

Sharp edge of judgment, blade of freedom,

A vast gathering of like hearts

Who always behold the beauty

Who know their King,

The land of the Great Shepherd of Israel before them.

To walk with courage in these terrible times

Last days spread clearly before us,

Victories behind

Triumph ahead

Spirit of peace and rest always about

Even as the shadow of martyrdom pierces through just as that spear.

For confidence in the new day, Morning Star who rises,

New Jerusalem, heaven's jewel descends

Names in Hebrew, twelve tribes above

Names in Hebrew, twelve apostles below

The foreknown destiny of all too few.

Radiant splendor of the invisible kingdom

From earth's four corners

May Spirit winds blow,

Anointed Breath finish the work

Already finished in our God's eternity.

 
Gary Bertnick    Silver Cord
 
 
JUDGMENT
   2Corinthians 5:10
 
The blazing fire eyes of the dawn
New day in the sun's light
The Morning Star rises
Dew as priceless jewels upon the greenest grass,
As spoken, as written in the Spirit Book
Even the Book of Life;
Men and women the same
Clothed in humility
Revelation of eternity in their eyes and hearts
Minds made one with Messiah
His army of faithful
Truly created in his image.
 
Quiet waves consume the breathless place before the throne,
Countless eyes watch
Many times many ears listen;
Then, rumbling power of knowledge
Penetrates each soul with flashes
Heavenly lightning in thunder with trembling
Earth and its heaven gone
All sense of time, of self and purpose fled away
Final judgment hangs as heavy fruit
Forgiveness a withered, dry leaf in an unforgiving storm,
The end was always known from the beginning,
The life on earth, in the body
Cast down before all
Nothing in thoughts, in words or deeds, hidden from memory
Shameful nakedness exposed within and without
The emerald light of holiness radiates truth all about
Consumes with a greater fire
Than the awful, putrid lake that awaits each final command.
 
Another kneels before the splendor
Speechless as all others
Yet, a peaceful hush,
Reverence a thick coat;
More words thunder forth
Books within books lay open before all
A sea of angelic kindness flows about
This one chosen in mercy before all time
Purified in earthly fires
Tried and tested through and through
Carried to purest golden completion from infancy
Precious child of God, creation before the Creator
Yeshua Judge and King over all;
A gentle wind comes to his side
Another son, another disciple
Each transparent detail, each step followed.
Now, translucent, shared beauty before all eyes
A final, lasting glow of righteousness
Lifts and draws near,
Carries into the atmosphere of the new heaven's joy
Along a clear, crystal stream
That flows from beneath the Throne.
 
Gary Bertnick      July 2011      www.silvercordspirit.com 

 

 
READY
 
 
Wide awake in a sleepy house
Long before dawn these eyes have looked above
Beyond the clouds and moon, and through the stars
A soul in deepest yearning at the doorstep of the Third Heaven, bowed low;
The heart churns
Those numberless in far off lands
Oppressed and persecuted and crushed
Yet, perseverance and endurance reign,
But, many so close at hand
Unable to truly see and hear;
The trumpet voice of God commands
As sun and moon, as countless stars shout out,
Eternity in likeness,
Earth winds, ocean currents and waves move in power
Springs, wells, streams, rivers and lakes are filled to overflowing
Many things openly displayed border on infinity,
Marvel of the human body, hunger of the soul
Eternal thirsts of the spirit.
The clear call has now gone out-
"Stand ready!"
No time, no excuses left,
The door suddenly to be shut.
 
Gary Bertnick     www.silvercordspirit.com   2012
 
 
ENTHRONED
 
 
Truth enthroned
In a place, in a temple, in a spirit
In your heart and mind
Body created as a temple.
Often in the face of doubt and scorn
Lies and deceitful scheeming
Persecution planted as bad seed
Grows from gossip to clenched fists
Mad cries of revenge and religious justice,
One whispers to another in the shadows
A wild mob rapes an innocent woman.
Power and authority transcend
Forgiveness clears the narrow path
A divine love often misunderstood
Heavenly peace seen as a lack,
A lazy mind drifting off, not engaged;
The Shepherd watches over his flock
A relentless enemy constantly circles with hungry wolves in hand.
The Spirit lifts above this dust
Raises the soul beyond man's reach
Encloses with hands past human understanding
Laughs at the Luciferians, at Satan's "dark secrets".
Divine wisdom revealed in the Cross
Knowledge, taste of death becomes our life,
Radiant City off at a distance
The light of Messiah's New Jerusalem already shines brightly
Seen through our eyes.
 
Gary Bertnick     2012 
 
 
PEACEFUL  WIND
 
 
A peaceful wind blowing this day
Songs of rest and trust
Kingdom melodies
Most simple, most pure
Strength to lift a heart
Courage to carry along a difficult path
Tears met with comfort
Stress melted away by a caring touch
Divine, holy love in the most secret place
Secret temple within the unseen spirit
Place of timelessness within a soul
Domain of creation by the Creator,
Mystery that only true revelation unfolds.
He stands at the shoreline of time
Prayers as sweet incense, light wind across the waters,
Gentle waves lap the clean white sand
Rhythm of a moment of ecstatic beauty
Deepest and most beautiful drink of eternal calm
Quiet and rest even as clouds boil in the distance;
Destructive race of mankind,
Whirlwind soon upon us all.
Sheltering Spirit of Messiah
The covering peace we know
The living peace we trust
The confident peace that carries
As strong arms full of small children
Safe on a dark stormy night.
 
 
Gary Bertnick    www.silvercordspirit.com
 

 

LIFE  ONLY  BY  THE  HOLY  SPIRIT

 

Shelter, refuge from the selfish day

The heat, the cold of this world,

Greedy America, arrogant and idolatrous

Gone the way of all worldly empires

But dust and ash blown about by heavenly winds.

The Spirit of Messiah has lifted us up

Seated in eternal sabbath rest at his side

We have been discipled, lost sheep taught to keep in step

Led by the Living Word flowing from within

Death to self, life through the Cross the triumph

Cup of Spirit truth always at our lips

Prayerful revelation, daily bread of His Word

Zeal and spiritual fervor the flame that now burns,

Separation from the world

Set apart from all those who love it

Two-edged sword flashes Heaven's brilliance

Cut of God's Spirit

Fine and sharp and pure

Hidden path through this mystery world revealed

Earth rises up as well in celebration for freedom;

True life only in the Spirit moment by moment

Day by day strung out as precious stones

Jewels pulse with new light from a new source

At home within

At rest with Him,

Our eyes see out of darkness with purest light.

  

Gary Bertnick   

 

MY  PEACE  GENERATION

 

I cry at times for my generation

Tears for so many lost

So many lost forever

Like those familiar songs sung at great gatherings

Voices and music of artists go out

Crowds are stirred

Hearts and emotions thrill,

Then it is gone

Nothing left but a fading memory

And the soul yearns for more of what truly lasts,

Elusive desires, always dance on the shores of reality

As peace stands calmly waiting with his arms open wide;

Hunger and thirst rises up, cries out in need,

A pure face of need to be clearly revealed

Purpose wound rightly about eternal truth

More than man can offer

More than any earthly treasures

Or science fiction fantasies,

Abstract spiritual imaginations of stubborn seekers

Rebellious affairs of the spirit driven by lustful human effort,

Lying dark spirits at the core,

The "Father of lies" pretending divine authority,

Wild tigers and lions, predators on the constant prowl

Savage hunt for human flesh relentless.

I've prayed often for my generation

Good seeds planted, timely seeds watered

Yet, hope for the many in harvest makes the heart grow sick

But longing come true for the chosen few "is a tree of life".

  

Gary Bertnick      silvercordspirit.com

 

Revelation

 

Divine truth before your eyes

Eternal peace now stands right before you

The dark mystery of human nature now exposed

The light of life burns through

All that once stood tall in pride consumed,

Solidly on the earth, in the selfish world

Pride of life, of this world

Possessions, abilities, strengths

Treasured thoughts of the mind, its imaginations

Self exultation of the will of man

Ego of woman a present celebration.

When death takes over

Wraps about all that you are

Or thought you would be

Numbing the will, controlling thoughts,

A metal throne from a base, common place dominates and suffocates,

Stubborn rebellion a mantra,

Belief in bizzare spirituality

Abstract and vulgar science fiction of the soul.

A small cloud rises off in the distance

In a drought plagued land

A hardened sky, a hardened desert place,

Ancient Elijah looks and understands;

New hunger and thirst revealed to another

A cloud like a hand penetrates the Universe

An enlightened perception of new reality

And true hunger is birthed

True thirst is drawn out finely

The finger of our Sovereign God touches one more with favor

And the heart begins to truly understand

And believes in Him, cleaves to Him

Parched lips begin to speak from that heart

A small stream wells up

Then a fountain of life flows out,

Flows as beautiful sounds come out-

"Jesus, Messiah, Yeshua my Lord!

As a new creation of God is birthed into an eternity of grace. 

 

Gary Bertnick

 

Our God

Holy Spirit revelation of God our Creator

From the lover of our soul,

Lover of our spirit being He made

Who delights in us beyond understanding

Freely seen in the purest expression of His love

Messiah radiant in the pearl of honor,

The heavenly kingdom treasure of faithfulness to his Father

Glory reflection brighter than the sun in obedience

Words of love always spoken

Gentle heavenly wind, truth in life, the way of humility laid bare.

Most tender, kind touch upon the little children

Upon the lepers, the poor, the blind the same

Healing love beyond human grasp

Poured out as a crystal river of peace

Roaring waterfalls,

Rapids that thunder

A flood that has left nothing untouched!

The weight of sinful eternity on his head

Destiny of the Universe crushing down

Arms that stretched out the heavens, galaxies flung out by the billions,

And laid the foundations of the earth,

Redeemer stretched out on the cross in surrender.

We who are called

Predestined through infinite foreknowledge

No other gate, no other door

No other way to feed the inner hunger

Or satisfy the heart thirst

No other trusted word for purpose to cleave to

For meaning in life to wrap about

No other Rock in the midst of earth's sifting sand;

Fickle, bitter world, full of tears,

This present earth vowed to be made new!

Neither Satan nor his endless slaves

Not abuse, persecution or even martyrdom

Nor emotional pull of anyone or anything

Not the growing harsh North American police state

Financial tyrants or politicians on high,

Nothing can move our eyes or thoughts

Fixed on the Holy One of Israel, our Redeemer and King.

As Miriam bowed in open reverence

We are of him, through him, in him

Our only choice now settled before the kingdom throne ablaze

At rest in eternity

Faces set like flint in any stress storm,

Through every desert death trial

This world and its kind can offer.

 

Gary Bertnick

 

 

THE LOST SHEEP

 

I wandered in my foolish youth

In a slow downward spiral; youth so easily decieved.

Now, as a truth warrior I search,

With new zeal a firghter for the lost sheep

Prayers of a righteous man powerful

My prayers powerful

Forty years and more

Walking the narrow road, a disciple breathes holy fire,

All worldly treasures spent long ago in nothingness.

The fruitless world and its many knots,

soulish circumstances looped over and over again within confusion

Lies as dried up springs, dead wells bitter, acrid

Dreams and well meant desires come to a sudden end.

Along my own unique path one day a young sheep seen

Wounded within, curled in dry brush on a steep hillside

Hardened countenance, tears long ago run dry,

Outward beauty wasting away; all joy and gladness seemingly drained,

A snare about the mind and heart.

Before my eyes caught first sight

My heart was gripped, a spirit sense took hold

The pain of compassiom clenched

My spirit sharpened, mind hushed and inner ears heightened,

Then, around the next curve I saw

And fresh zeal rose up in Spirit strength.

Another one trapped in this life, lost

Unable to see, blinded from true light

Left to struggle through this impossible life alone

Stranger at a distance, another stranger up close

Family member in rebellion

An old friend locked in stubborness.

A cry goes out to the God of heaven

Sometimes a word spoken, a hand touches or a quiet prayer

And a golden arrow flies from the blazing Throne,

As love compels a heart is pierced, a life somehow penetrated.

Good will triumph

In this lost sheep too, I know good will triumph.

 

Gary Bertnick

 

AMERICAN  CHURCH

-Gary Bertnick

 

In a troubling dream was seen-

Corporate churches, money makers

Built on shrewd business models

Images that rise high above

Government, nonprofit snare tight about the lofty neck

Truth often a woven story for convenience, for crafty entertainment,

Emotional comfort as abundant food

Social embrace as sweet drinks;

The sheep stagger with loads of needs into the newest, shiniest sanctuary,

The sheep stagger out, burdens the same.

Then the Catholic Pope kisses a Koran...

Yet, the walk of faith remains an illusive walk of divine truth,

A hidden treasure in a hidden field

Sought by the Queen of Sheba

Found in Solomon's enlightened wisdom

A walk of power, peace and strength

Place of separation, place of spirit rest;

With all the world in turmoil

Relentless waves crash on shorelines near and far

As a shelter, a shadow of comfort, secure place of lasting rest

Church meant to radiate such light

Fellowship of divine truth with songs of purest communion

Sparkling heavenly jewels that dance within heart and soul

Beautiful reflections from above in these eyes

All sing together as children in covenant freedom before their Father

Playful innocence in joyful expressions

Lifted from constraints of body, of the world into the clouds.

Now, a fruitless search from door to door

So many in hunger. so many in thirst

Dying for a house of true worship

Where the Holy God is present

Healing power, joyful celebration of His love.

Yet, need is met with marketing skills

With sales talents spun into conditioning

Where simple psychology grips and control is won

And hearts are not touched;

Shifting sand all about

A rock foundation so difficult to find

Houses topple in the constant storms

To the right, to the left

Desperate souls cry out-

"Is the door already shut!"

And this dream goes on

Thoughts and fantasies, imagined hope,

And the dream goes on

A sea of lies rises slowly

In an attempt to drown His creation

While the Lord stands and quietly waits,

Reaches for one and then always another.

 

Oct. 2012

 

BEAST

 

Seducer of mankind

Deceiver of woman

Destroyer of the only Truth believers-

"Made purified, spotless and clean"

Followers of the King Messiah Yeshuah,

The wise who shine brightly.

Dark prince, deceiver of the nations

Through banks, media, corporations, think tanks, institutes, religions, schools

And the vulnerable human mind

Controller of all corrupted military

All tentacles of intelligence operations with their secret programs

A wash of spiritual darkness upon even the strongest minds

Flood of lies, thick and heavy syrup upon the weaker

Entices cultures and societies of government dependence,

Control and final betrayal!

A rehearsed system from old emerges, small numbers become a vast body

Influence grows, earthly power grips across seemingly calm oceans.

From nation to nation a disarming force

From "Mystery Babylon" America the modern springboard,

Ten regions of the earth wait in complete submission

A feudal and electronic digital stranglehold, sovereignty a forgotten word

Strong arms of the newest, greatest worldly "Beast"

"Little Horn" soon to go the way of all others in swift divine judgment,

More empowered, more brutal, super computer enhanced

Nano chips and demons like slippery frogs indwell.

As always a figurehead, self-anointed leader through secret intrigues

False peace in open blasphemy against heaven

Smooth mouthpiece of the cold and harsh machinery

Well-oiled iron teeth that grind

Powerful feet of clay and iron that crush

Ruthless, lawless hold on all mankind,

Money a tool, a weapon to enslave,

The heavy rod of fear sweeps the globe;

Israel the final prize

Jerusalem the final battle

Her leaders seduced, bullied and blackmailed, and worse

Trampled along the path to the Third Temple

Jerusalem always the ultimate goal.

Suddenly, betrayal, an idol in the Holy Temple

Shameless man above God, mocking in a Temple wing displayed,

More than Nebuchadnezzar at his worst,

Lucifer embodied as lord over the earth and mankind

Flood of filth and putrid lies that swallow whole, spews forth;

Then the dark plan is spent, left an acrid vacuum

The icy, stone grip unravels

The image of man usurping God dissolves

Rotting shell of a leader filled with Satan empties into nothingness,

Along with the chief ecumenical religious fraud

Both thrown as trash into the lake of fire, second death the ripe fruit of justice,

Their massive armies laid waste, "NATO PLUS" blown as fine dust

Scattered along with the Dragon in a final unforgiving desert wind.

In majesty the Messiah strides as King triumphant down the Mount of Olives

A radiant trail of celebration,

Through the streets of His Jerusalem

A more massive throng of purest worship,

On to the threshold of His Temple

Eternal radiant jewel of His splendor,

Defiled and cleansed once more from fallen man

Sunburst of new light in Heaven's glory,

With eternal zeal and Spirit fervor

The revelation of our Father's joy.

 

-Gary Bertnick 

 

JERUSALEM- THE FINAL BATTLE

 

Who can measure the tears shed for her,

Even Messiah's tears,

Who but God alone has measured, weighed on His scale

Her heartache and pain,

Caught up in a moment wrapped in eternity

Throne of justice seated

The Ancient of Days, Lord of Creation

Judgment as a clear river of fire

Pure flow of righteousness before His Throne.

The constant desire for an object of mercy

Clothed, anointed with fragrant oils of favor

Judah often as the tree planted by streams of crystal clean water

Most favored in the barren desert of mankind

Barren moonscape of pride and arrogance

Where foolish self rules

Selfishness played as any common puppet

By the "dark master" of control,

Seemingly no limit to evil powers manipulated;

A colored leaf falls from a very old grape vine with deep roots,

Messiah Yeshuah looked and wept

A city, his city

A destiny, his sovereignty

Tears for Lazarus and those who watched, the same

All mankind in the balance.

The stream nearby grows more narrow

Arid ground closes in,

A body grows older, even my own

Weary, slowly worn out and weakened by this earth, this world

Conflict and discord, an orgy of deceit

Vanity complete as King Solomon wrote.

But then Jerusalem rises again

Above the utter waste, expanse of mankind

Human trails of casualties far off into every horizon,

Jerusalem rises more beautiful, more wonderful

More perfect in foreknowledge

More complete in God's Holy Plan.

Satan and his proxies always seek to divide and destroy

Enemies within, enemies without

Palestinian Arabs cruely used as willing pawns

Blatant lies long drawn out,

Crude America "Mystery Babylon" arrogant in egocentric pride

Like England her mother and other siblings

Europe entrenched in legacies of fraudulent "divine right",

Russia, India and China blinded by ancient sins, corrupted heredity...

Yet, Jerusalem already stands revealed to those with hearts and eyes

Spirit ears that hear

Most precious jewel of God's creation descending

Through the bright clouds of heaven

To her place of eternal joyful rest

Sovereign peace on the chosen new earth

Place where God and humans are to dwell in Shalom,

Male and female, and God Himself as one.

We stand at last before our King

We stand in true freedom in the arms of His love

Peace before our eyes, His unspeakable beauty, His majesty reflected in all, by all

His New Jerusalem, city of our divine destiny.

 

Gary Bertnick          silvercordspirit.com  

 

SILENT  IN  LOVE

 

Quiet peace before the majesty of our God

Most radiant King in his beauty beyond mere words

Revealed to the inner eyes of men and women;

All in silence before the only Throne

Even angels breathless in complete reverence

Hush of bowed worship,

The holiness of God flows within

The One who shares a portion in new hearts and minds

Even in us, through us

Ancient mysteries woven into timeless, purest impressions

In like thoughts of the mind of our Messiah;

We tremble with love and the desire to love more and more,

Unspoken wonders of our Creator

Our spirits reach out in joy

Mouths begin a new song of eternity,

Of peace and love, beauty and power

Things innocent children never imagined,

On earth salvation always before us

A Savior stood patiently waiting;

Eyes see His face,

Eyes look into those eyes.

 

Gary Bertnick          silvercordspirit.com  

 

HE  WAITS

 

As one disciplined, Spirit led

Who has learned true patience, Shepherd led

Fruit grown from trial to common trial

Tested and refined as precious metals,

He listened to his God and learned

The treasured value of life, all life

Rooted, hidden within a new, tender heart

A mind renewed, spirit made fresh in heaven's rebirth

New life, the world, the earth

Heaven above, the stars spread all about as ancient signs portrayed

A spoken pageantry of creation from beginning to end;

The Voice from the Third Heaven calls his name, and he hears,

A Father for His son

A Lord for His beloved servant.

Another child of heaven walks this earth

One of the chosen, one of so many

Called from every nation and tongue,

Yes, one who has learned to wait

With power and authority at his fingertips

A life now compelled by holy love

Kept strong by divine peace, wisdom at rest within. 

 

*From "heavensees" blog - WordPress.com     Gary Bertnick

 

THEY  RUN  TO  HIM

 

Hearts are broken, minds and souls crushed,

Then, He stands in love before them all

Waits with patient arms held out

The One who loves more,

 Little children closest to His heart

All birthed onto this earth, His earth

More precious, more desired than riches, His children;

He yearns for the little ones

Delight greater than any grandparent, even Abraham,

Delight beyond human knowledge.

The children run to Him

Strong arms open very wide

Tears and loud cries, squeals of joy

Tender warmth that wraps about,

They run to Him

Always into the arms of love

They run to Him, screams of laughter, eyes flash

Holiness that burns, a jealous river before Him,

Gentle love that fills the Universe and beyond

Love that carries a child with heavenly wings

And lifts far above this place, polluted world

To His home,

To their new home at last.

 

HAND  IN  HAND

 

Children walk through a great field

Expanse of wildflowers in explosive bloom

Yellows and blues and reds

Even orange and purple and scarlet,

Trees here and there budded out, sway in the gentle wind,

Two adult children in their own garden

For a moment, for eternity

Love carried in this peaceful breeze

Scent of eternal beauty rises tenderly

Comfort together, encouragement together

The thrill, the challenge, the adventures ahead;

Goodness along with daily troubles promised

Growth and endurance, hope throughout, character matured;

A narrow path of prayer is laid out,

Paths drawn certainly from above

Footsteps intermingled, sovereignly ordered

One righteous path together established.

In one, his hand stronger,more decisive

In one, her hand softer, more agile, more sensitive

One body out of two miraculously joined delightfully

One desire to always love first

To honor the "Author of Life" first

Bread and wine purest food and drink,

Sustains the will, their heavenly food.

 

 

www.silvercordspirit.com          heavensees.wordpress.com  

 

 

TRUE  HEART

 

For the children who love you

Even more love given

From Heaven's bountiful storehouse

The place of unending love

Where treasures and riches and jewels all sing praise

Beautiful melodies of worship adorn

More exquisite temple beauty thrives

More intense, more vibrant Kingdom love grows;

Angels gather about the Throne of delight

Without number, yet each well known

The heart of the most Royal King freely given

Shown more, expressed as radiated light

The power, the precious stones of this love

Gem stones carried as High Priest close to his heart,

His joy, His pleasure in all His own.

The God who is love, desires even more

Yearns for each one to fully know

Cares for all the billions of others,

Those not yet born.

The heart that once flowed with red

Body cuts dripping red from head to feet

The obedience, the suffering, the mystery,

Broken for all, burst for each one

Water mixed with bitter distress

Baptism for one, the same for all.

Father for His Son, Son for His Father

God for His world, His most intimate creation,

Purest love poured out from eternity

Rain from Heaven

Gift of living water fallen upon dry Earth

Streams into rivers

Rivers into oceans

All teem with new life;

Ocean currents of this love shown on the Cross,

As complete desire for His own

Finished work of yearning for His unique loved ones.

The measureless Universe expands constantly

As the true heart of love grows even more.

 

http://heavensees.wordpress.com

 

BREAD  AND  WINE

 

Life where there was none

Earth and sky and sea

An abundance of creatures everywhere

Seen and unseen

Visible and invisible

To the bottom of the deepest ocean

Above the highest mountain,

The coldest place, the hottest

The driest place, the wettest.

Humans like ants multiplied

Yet, who among them in the natural

What part of human nature in itself

Hungers and thirsts for the living God?

Who truly seeks the God of our creation,

From superstitious fears to intellectual abstractions

From masquerading fallen angels as Aliens

To legalistic law-bound religious control,

Traditions of men designed to bind up the soul

Bad fruit from a bad tree;

But who honestly seeks after the true God of freedom?

The Cross was lifted once for all mankind

Redeemer, Word made flesh who paid the price

That all might see,

Water and blood and Spirit.

On the third day as written, as spoken

The Spirit of God raised Him to life

Truth over law, truth over human effort

What no man or priest can ever divine,

Spirit of Messiah alone gives life.

The Anointed One has spoken

Eternal living water of His Word

Covenant life for life,

Bread of Heaven freely given to all foreknown

From Jerusalem's Holy of Holies to the hearts of men and women

Children of destiny

Children of rebirth into His new Creation.

Now, bread and wine lifted up in remembrance, in worship

Remains humbly bread and wine;

Then, the Holy Spirit moves upon a soul

"Word Made Flesh" as a seed deeply planted within a human spirit grows,

Water of the Word, Spirit of holy power,

Far beyond the touch of human hands

Even those clothed with royal robes.

 

http://heavensees.wordpress.com 

 

 


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