Release the Dove of Peace

Release the dove of peace,

Give Him wings to fly.

Let Him fill the drift, the rift,

With the pure lift of grace to the sky.

I may not understand all,

But Lord I know you do.

You see things I don't see.

And you see me through.

Release your Spirit Lord,

Let Him descend on me,

If I am to be like you Lord,

Your love must set me free.

I can not abandon your call to me,

Just like you could not remain on a throne.

You came to suffer so I'd be free,

You gave up all of it, so I'd never be alone.

Release the dove of peace,

Give Him wings to fly.

Let Him heal me, fill me.

Soaring grace to the sky.

Rebecca Jones

Blooming Bride

The Lord is coming soon,

For His beautiful bride.

The church should be without spot.

 Or blemish from the inside. 

He wants us to be faithful,

Loving and true.

We want to be like Jesus,

More and more, we do.

It is His image in which we are made,

It should be in His Word we have stayed.

He turns the sun's harshness into shade.

And it is in His name we have prayed.

Like a rose,

We bloom from inside.

The blushing and beautiful,

Blooming and blossoming bride.

We may be but a single bud,

Yet, we're about to bloom.

Step aside, my angels.

In my Father's house is room.

Rebecca Jones

Evening Prayer

My evening prayer,

Is prayed in quiet.

Sometimes, I sing it.

Sometimes, I sigh it.

Lord, you are more than the world to me.

I pray my evening praise.

And sing with the joy of His love,

Of His tender, loving ways.

I can read a verse alone,

I can share it in the phone.

I can write it in my heart so deep.

A remembered promise He will keep.

I can make a note or two,

So I'll be reminded.

So I can see it in an instant, 

When fear would have me blinded.

My evening prayer,

Like a kiss good night.

When God is near,

It will always be alright.

Rebecca Jones

What Do Angels Do?

I like to think that angels,

Paint the portrait of the sky each day.

They brush the blues together,

Feathering in a wispy cloud or two along the way.

They hang the stars out at night,

Tossing a dark blanket east to west.

Making sure the children are asleep,

Every sparrow in her nest.

They open up the flowers,

And send kites way up high.

Buzz with busy bees,

As they fly.

They crack duckling shells,

Sweeten each rose that smells.
They gather flocks together,

Get them out of the weather.

Geese, sheep and more,

Covering them with wings that soar.

They even get us a shorter line,

Or parking spot at the store.

Yes, angels do many things everyday.

And they are guardians to us too,

Charged by God,

Overseeing all we do.

Rebecca Jones

Little One

He calls me little one,

I am His beloved child.

The day I was born,

God looked down and smiled.

There she is!

That's my girl!

He sang and danced,

Welcomed me to the world.

He was gentle,

He was kind.

His thoughts for me,

Always in His mind.

He made plans for me.

I didn't always understand or obey.

But He loved me all the more,

And is the Father I adore, to whom I pray.

He is always with me and I know His name.

Jesus bore it all for me, even my shame.

I should have known His promises He kept,

For He knelt in a garden and bitterly wept.

And love me so, keeping me,

As I sleep, studying Jesus, love so deep.

I am so encompassed by Him.

I know His promises, He kept them.

I am His child, always growing,

In the Son,

We know each other, He calls my name.

And He calls me little one.

Rebecca Jones

painting / Little One by J. Bryant Ward 

Healing Touch

What a feeling to see Jesus,

What a healing to see Jesus. He loves me so. 

The tenderness in His touch. 

Never has anyone ever, loved me so much.

What way to display His amazing grace,

That God made Jesus, and glorified His face.

What an amazing sight to see, to be, blind.

And Jesus standing before me.

What a wonder to be under demonic control.

And sitting with a sound mind, completely whole.

What a day to lie and to crawl, 

And leap for joy before them all.

What a moment to be bleeding,

And needing to press through them.

To be in fright and pure delight,

Touching only the hem.

Sorrow, turned to joy instead,

Living, alive, raised from the dead. 

Yes, it is Jesus, He has the healing touch.

I'm so glad He came, call His name.

I love Him so very much.

Rebecca Jones

Angel On My Shoulder

What do I see as I see the flight?

Fluttering little wings,

And a heart that sings, 

And dances with delight.

What do I see when you flutter past?

The first time, I saw you,

You flutterby a butterfly.

I see your heart at last.

What did I see when I was young?

I did not realize,

The beauty of your being there.

An angel in disguise.

What did I see when I cried?

With teary blue eyes,

I was so young,

You were so wise.

What do I know now?

I didn't know when I was young.

I know now I am older.

You fluttered by, an angel on my shoulder.

Rebecca Jones

Pray A Prayer

Pray a prayer in the morning,

Pray a prayer at night,

Pray anytime night or day,

To make everything alright.

God made us a way,

And redeemed us through prayer.

Jesus took the punishment,

We were supposed to bare.

He hung upon a cross, oh, the loss.

You can not imagine the cruel pain.

His torture and shame, our gain,

He will answer prayer, ask in His name.

Be bold before the throne,

God grant your hear't desire.

May He lift you with His Spirit,

Setting your soul on fire.

He accepted you as His own,

And listens when you pray.

You are not demanding, but reminding.
And God will make a way.

Rebecca Jones

Speaking Life

Speaking life is not the natural thing we do,

It is what we learn in Christ.

To taste and see and consider,

The words we say, swallow or chew.

It is not the natural thing, 

We digest what we swallow.

We can actually bring, bitterness to the soul, 

By what we allow or follow.

Words taste bad,

If said and anger or haste.

Words are God's gift.

A vocabulary is a too precious to waste.

Words of love, 

Heal what is broken.

Words of hate, sour, spoil.

Forgiveness, apologies, unspoken.

Words from God,

Created the universe.

Words are powerful, use them wisely.

For either, they bless or curse.

Rebecca Jones

Sweet Prince of Peace

Sweet Prince of Peace,

Joy of amazing grace.

Let me see your love.

The beauty of your face.

It was a face that was marred,

Beaten crucified, for me.

It was your hands that were scarred,

To set me free.

Sweet Prince of Peace,

I taste and see the Lord so good.

Growing in your love,

Becoming what I should.

Dear Jesus, sweet and kind,

If I have favor, 

Help my behavior,

By the renewing of my mind.

Help me, sweet Prince of Peace,

To ever seek you day in night. 

I long to walk before you, and adore you,

Wearing a robe of white.

Rebecca Jones

I Hear My Father's Voice

I hear my Father's voice,

He calls me His beloved Son.

I only do and say what He says.

The Father and I are one.

He opened the heavens,

And rolled up the sky.

And turned His face from me.

When I came to die.

It pleased Him to bruise me.

It pleased Him to use me.

To redeem His creation,

Not to bring condemnation.

He rent the veil from top to bottom,

And the earth began to shake.

He raised me as He promised,

A covenant of love, He will not break.

It is not about you, what you have done.

It about grace and truth setting you free.

It was not upon your head or back.

He put it all on me.

Rebecca Jones

Each Day Is A Gify

Each day is a gift, 

Never take it for granted.

One day soon the seeds you've sown,

Will blossom and bloom where you planted.

You may not see roses,

Only a thorn.

But you will see one day,

A bud being born.

You might not see,

Even a stem.

But God's Word grows,

When you plant them.

You may have to water, 

You may have to wait.

Some flowers bloom early.

And some may seem very late.

Each day is a gift,

God's timing is perfect, not late.

And He so good and great.

Rest in love, pray, plant and wait!

Rebecca Jones

Love Bug

Love bug, hug bug,

I am in love with Jesus.

When your day is hard,

You need a Jesus hug.

We all need Him to love us,

To walk in His care,

To keep us in His mercy,

To whisper a prayer.

I love love stories,

There is no other one so true.

So take His hug, from this love bug.

And smile, Jesus loves you.

Rebecca Jones

Cup of Love

Lord, the world is full of turmoil,

The world is full of hate.

The clock ticks toward your coming.

The hour is getting late.

While many do not know you,
They live with hurt and shame, 
Others refuse your perfect sacrifice,
Refuse to call on you name.

We all need to fill our cup,
To full and over flowing.
For you could come for believers,
Anytime, others left not knowing.

When will we see,
That hate is not your will.
Hating sin is one thing,
Love is what should fill.

Joy and peace and love,
Are within us if we truly believe in you.
Focus on Jesus,
His love delivers you.

Rebecca Jones

Believe

Believe, all things are possible,

If you can believe it.

If you have hope, mix it with faith,

And love, and receive.

I thought by hoping it had to be.

But it was love,

His perfect love,

That gave it all to me.

I receive when I believe,

Anything can be,

But God does the impossible,

Making it possible for me.

There were so many things,

I could not do.

So many things,

I went through.

I had faith, I hoped too,

But Lord I am overwhelmed,

With your love, your promise,

Because you make it all come true.

Rebecca Jones

Only You

Only you Jesus,

Could fill my lonely days.

Change my only longing, 

 Into fabulous praise.

Only you could heal,

A heart so badly broken,

With your tender love,

And the gentle words you've spoken.

You will never leave or forsake me.

I am your beloved, God's daughter and child.

You took my heart and made it yours

My heart looked at yours and smiled.

Rebecca Jones

Pouring Out My Heart To God

I am pouring out my heart to God.

He listens to to me pray.

He calms my tears and fears,

Washing them all away.

He's faithful to His promises,

He loves me all the while.

Is with me rain or shine, 

In tears or a smile.

On my knees or in praise,

Bowing low, or hands raised.

He is ever at my side,

I pour out every prayer, always amazed.

He is ever present, ever caring.

No matter the time I take,

Or the problem,

That I'm sharing.

He loves me so,

I pour out all my heart.

Embraced in love,

We are never, ever apart.

Rebecca Jones

As I Walk

As I grow and go,

Through both valley and hills.

I walk in search of God,

His merciful will.

I praise you Lord,

My spirit fill.....
With all that us holy and right.

Dwell with me safely in the night.

Peace be with me.

Peace from you.

I raise you Lord,

You'll see me through.

Rebecca Jones

Gentle Jesus

Gentle Jesus,

Loving Lord,

Name above all.

We answer His call.

Gentle Jesus,

Butterflies follow,

All His creatures,

Sparrow and swallow.

The feathers and fur,

And flocks of all kind,

Even the cattle bow to the name.

Jesus is on their mind.

He walks with them,

The Lamb of God.

He loves His creatures,

They love Him.

Gentle Jesus,

Blessed be His name.

No wonder at His birth.

The sheep, donkeys and camels came.

Rebecca Jones

Angel of roses,

Smelling sweet perfume.

Enter the aroma of Christ,

She follows, filling the room.

The petals of love,

Passing at her feet.

He visits us daily blessing us,

Smelling so sweet.

He guides us with His love,

Roses lifting their heads to the sky.

The fragrance of a love and sacrifice.

By saving us, He had to die.

Rebecca Jones

Open Your Soul

Open your soul,

Let the Son Shine in.

He is your hope and joy,

Share it all with Him.

Open your mind,

A part of your soul,

To dream big dreams,

Let Him make you whole.

Open your emotions,

Let tears flow and flood.

He loves you so,

He covered you with His blood.

Open the emotional wounds,

To the one who numbers the stars. 

He has touched you,

With hands and scars.

Open your will,

Let your body heal.

And your mind will find,

God's very best, be very blessed doing His will. 

Rebecca Jones

Put On a Happy Faith

Gray skies are going to clear,

The Lord, He is always so near.

He left us His joy, He says not to fear.
So put on a happy faith.

Worry leaves in a hurry,

When we start to praise,

Sing to the Lord a new song.

So put on a happy faith.

Let the Son shine all over your face.

Sing a chorus of Amazing Grace.

Who can be against us? He is for us.

So put on a happy faith.

Hold on to His love and His grace.

Mercy is in His loving embrace.

Raising hands, praising hands.

So put on a happy faith.

Let the Son shine all over the place.

Jesus should be shining in your face.

No more dreary days, put on your garment of praise.

And put on a happy faith.

Rebecca Jones

Dream A Little Dream

Dream a little dream,

He is making it bigger still.

God loves us, believes in us.

He always will.

He has plans to prosper us,

Plans for good and not to harm.

It is our own little faith,

That causes us alarm.

He plants little seeds and sows them.

Waters them with His Word and Spirit.

Doubt starts to shout and drown Him out,

But there is no need to fear it.

For what God says is always true.

He sent Jesus to die for you.

He will guide your faith, and dream.

Things are not always as they seem.

Hold on tight to your faith and dream,

Let His plan unfold.

And you will be amazed at God's dreams,

What a wonder to behold!

Rebecca Jones

My Friend, The King

Come and see,
My friend the King,
I hold His hand,
He knows everything.

He calls me gently into His care.
Is beside me always,
I meet Him in prayer,
And for me He prays.

I choose to pray His perfect will,
The Holy Spirit shows you how.
Just believe, receive, 
And He will fill you now.

His love flows from deep within,
Freedom reigns over sin.
Living waters from an eternal well.
From the King who saved us from hell.

My friend, the King.
Come and see.
He is the way, the truth,
And the life that sets you free.

Rebecca Jones

Del Parson Painting / Come and See

Hug Me, Jesus

Hug Me, Jesus....

When I am tired, lonely or afraid.

Like a sheep without a shepherd,

All of us have strayed.

Hug me, Jesus....

I know your words are true,

You are always with me,

I shall not want or fear with you.

Hug me, Jesus....

Throughout the day.

Embrace me with your love.

Guide me along the way.

Hug me, Jesus.....

When I'm feeling like this.

I love you, believe in you.

Look to heaven, blow you a kiss.

Hug me, Jesus....

When I am joyous or down.

No weapon fashioned will prosper.

As you keep me in your joy, and fashion my crown.

Rebecca Jones

How Does One Become A Butterfly?

How does one become a butterfly?

I asked my Father one lonely day?

Do I sit and read and study?

Should I kneel down to pray?

Maybe, I should take a chance,

Forget circumstance, take a leap of faith.

Trusting in you, all in all, I will not fall.

Guided by the hand of His amazing grace.

How do I become a butterfly, Lord?

I said with a sigh...waiting, softly,

I heard His reply.....I gave you wings already,

All you have to do is fly!

Rebecca Jones

Angel on My Shoulder

There is someone quietly,

Watching over me.

Someone gentle,

I don't see.

Wherever I go,

Each corner I turn.

All day long,

Watching me learn.

Studying His words,

Sitting at Jesus' feet.

Heavenly angels sing,

When at last we meet.

Psalm 91 says,

He keeps me in all my ways.

An angel, one or more,

Charged over my days.

Sent at birth, 

Watching me grow older,

The silent, secret friend, that whispers,

The angel on my shoulder.

Rebecca Jones