to my wife

Hey I love you

No matter the cost

No matters what trail come before us

I will always love you

From the morning sun rise

To night that falls on us

I will tell the lord to protect us

To cover us in his love

Hey I love you

For joy you bring

Of flowers like spring

Your smile is in my heart

It tell me we are one in god

It does not matter, what man will say

For I love you, just the way you are

Hey I love you

For god put us together

He has writen are names in heaven

And said, let my will be done

For we are bless

For we are

in his hand

In his hand

I will know

To the red forest

I will call his name

And on my path, I will know his words

Like the cross, of my redemption

From time of child his shadow cover me

His words could not escape me

As seed grows

From rain of god heart

Lays his hand a upon me

And I walk as grace that shine

Death has no more stings

Nor condemnation has hold over me

As depth of the ocean I am cleanes and

Wash in his blood with no stain

I my free like eagle of in sky

He knows the wind beneath his wing

Are the hands that great him

Place in my heart

Words that never run dry

That carves the river in time

That flows of salvation of a cross

For his shadow has been place over me

From father and mother that love me

Place in pray of there hearts

I came to alter

And said I believe By Ivan McMillan Sunday/APR/2007

When

When shall we hear

The voice

When shall the river flow?

Why have we stopped his hand from moving?

Why are hearts filled with doubt?

Where is the rain to stop drought

We live in pride and die in vain

We short victory, and we don’t proclaim

His voice is in are hearts, but yet we stir to the left

Where does are heart belong

Do stand in victory, our do we hide are face underneath

The sand

Who is the master of the sea? Who proclaims heaven and earth below?

Who stood between god and men?

And was not a shame

Of any of us

Why do carry doubt a upon are hearts

And lay not truth a upon the streets

Who is your god, that you proclaim

ivan mcmillan 4 /9 /2007

and by his word

he said

I am master of sea

I am the alpha and omega the beginning and the end

All things are in my hands

And my words are of my breath

That I breathe

Proclaim him ,and you will hear his voice

Hear his voice

The whisper of the forest

Sound of his voice

Calling me

For rain falls in the forest

And sound of life begins

And vine start to grow and the tree rejoice

In the deep forest I see his hand

From the flower and trees

His creation shine,

In deep forest river flow to sea

Making a mist refresh ness

In open air

River of life flowing down

I hear his voice calling me

Deep with in forest

His voice speak

As rain to the forest the sound of life begins

The whisper of forest and sound of his voice

Calling me

In mist of forest all creation sing

Glory to god

For in forest I hear the words of Jesus ,I am the vine and you are branches and I bide in you and you bide in me will bare much fruit ,as I hear the rain in forest fall i hear the words of Jesus

bye Ivan McMillan 9/4/2007

the word psalms

The words of psalms, my tongue is my pen I am ready to write

From the god of glory, I rejoice

I am ready to write of the glory of his son

To tell the world what his done

To magnify his name and declare he has risen

And put the enemy under his feet

I ready to write that the heaven declare his lord

And all earth will bow to his glory

And all angels will sing a new song

Of victory and praise

For I am ready to write, on tablets of my heart

That all thing come to glory of god

For he has risen, and his stone has been roll away

The tomb is empty

And

I am ready to write of his glory

For night and day

I hear the words of the father

They fall a upon my ears

Like melody to my heart

And I am ready to write

And declare, there will be no other god before me

And only by the blood of Jesus

Can we enter in

From the grace of god

Of forgiveness

The psalms has declare god in all of his glory

David new who his god was, and he was compiled

To write of the glory of are god and to enter into praise

And worship through psalms

Let us enter in and sing with David,

Of the glory of are god

And praise his wonderfull name

ivan mcmillan

my poem i wrote was for my wife ant carol, she past to day and i want share what i felt in my heart. People read blogs ,for many different reason, to past time away our to be encouraged. and properly many other reason why.
so i took a note from god, and place this poem on my blog, to reach other in there need,
we her so much a bout religion , i think it nice just to hear what Christ is doing ,
are ant pass away , but she lived in the fullness of Christ , we sad today , but we know she with god,
in the time of her death , she is in Greatest place , sure there is sorrow on this side , but she has Gian , what the bible spoke of , she rejoicing of promise god gave her , she with Christ a Lord. what a blessing a christian has, , what is so sad are one that don't believe,
what does a man profit if gain the whole world and lose his own soul,
i hope it make us think, what Jesus is saying here, for hope is in Christ are Lord and Savior,
let don't take fore granted are walk with Christ , but live it in fullness of him amen

In a time we have no answers

And doesn’t seem to be right

But god of heaven has declare to take her home

Heaven has the true picture

And god eyes are upon us, and he knows

To fill us with his sweet, sweet love

In hand of the father, Carol does rest

In his promise he sent a dove

To bring us comfort

For the one he loves

And in his word

We do not walk alone

His hand is upon us

And we are touch by living god

For every tear, he will dry them off

And when we close are eyes

We will see her smile and

When she touches the hand of Jesus

i will know she is in arms of his sweetness

May peace come to the family?

For god know best

By Ivan McMillan 3/4/2007

word can comfort us in are time of need .but when the holy spirit comes, he gives come a peace with out understanding,
for like a psalms we cry unto god for are refuge
and his strenght
its god word that bring us
to a place of peace with in
so when i write poem like
this, the only thing that come to me is how much he love us
to show he cares
for word are from are father and they come from his throne room of god
they bless ordain by him
so when we ask for he peace
he send adove which is holyspirit
for he will comfort us

Let house be fill with praise

And thanks giving

Let come in worship and praise

To are king

Let the rocks shout his name

And let glory fall

A upon us

Let are lips sing with angel

Glory unto are god

The majesty

Let are voices be in harmony

And fill the house with praise

Glory unto are king

Let us come to worship

And find his glory a upon the house

Come and rejoice in the lord

And let his glory shine upon us

For are lips will be fill with praise

Unto are god

Let us come in a place of holiness

A place of worship and praise

And let the power of his

Name be praise

Come and worship in city of are god

Raise are voice, and fill the house with praise

For we are in his glory

Let us come in his house with praise

I know he has heard are voice

For we have come in holy place of god

Wash in the blood

Of his son

God you heard are prayer

And glory has filled are house

of praise

By Ivan McMillan 4/2/2007

pray

Prayer

Prayer that opens the window to heaven

And find every treasure

Prayer let me know who god is

It a telephone that never busy our on hold

It line never stop listening

Pray is a voice on to god

To bring follow ship

To his being

Prayer is cry for salvation to mankind

To open the door of are heart

Prayer to find grace in god through his son

Prayer never stop

Prayer there no limit on what god can do

Prayer I can hear his voice

And touch his hand

Prayer opens a window

To bring hope

Prayer, a praise a song that rolls back

Stone

And sent the captive

Prayer I will get down on my knees and call a upon nation

Come back to god

For every knee will bow and confess his lord