Michal: Lessons is Bitterness

Michal’s Lament

I am the luckiest woman in the land,

For this young man David has won my hand.

He is indeed the apple of every ladies’ eye,

He caused the Philistines to flee, and Goliath to die.

I dream of living in the palace and my husband being king,

But my father is full of hatred and I don’t know what tomorrow brings.

My husband may be home tonight or I will be mourning by daybreak,

This fighting between them—I don’t know how much I can take.

I dream that David will rescue me after all,

My dreams are dead, my head is hung low, as I am sure to fall.

I have been abandoned by those that I love, believing they felt the same;

I see now I am worth nothing to them, but a pawn in their game.

Look at him dancing before everyone; a fool for all to see.

His faith in the God of Israel; the ark of gold, is this how to be?

My heart is cold toward them; everything I had is long gone,

I resolve to make them pay; life’s pain has robbed me of my song.

© 2012 Piper Green

Revised 2014

Hannah: Restoring the Priesthood

From Sorrow to Joy

I witness today the birth of another child,

My rival’s scorn is nothing mild.

Relentless she mocks me for my barrenness,

My heart it aches to give a child love and tenderness.

My husband loves me this I know for sure;

His love and care he showers on me is so very pure.

He’d love me in my barrenness for all of his days,

I can’t help this emptiness to the Lord I pray.

God smiled on me, for now I have a son.

My heart is full of so much joy I am undone.

I asked God for him and He gave me joy;

I now have my first born son a baby boy.

I came to the Lord in desperate need, I was in distress.

I called upon His Name so mighty, to Him I will address,

My need to change my fate for I want to bring,

My life before Him to His throne, and a new life that sings.

©2012 Piper Green
Revised 2014

Ruth: The Giver Of Dreams

The Giver of Dreams

I look down the long dusty road my journey has begun,

There is nothing left in this land, my time here is done.

I am ready for something new and to leave my old home,

Though I have nothing and I feel very alone.

I do not know what this feeling is down deep inside,

Whatever is calling me away I cannot run and hide.

I know there must be a destiny prepared just for me,

If I stay here I know I will not be able to see.

So I will take my last look at what is behind,

I will journey forward and I know I will find,

Destiny and purpose in my soul and my heart,

There is a purpose for me; a role and a part.

I know it is something only seen in a dream,

I go to a new land to find the Giver of this dream.

©2006 Piper Green

Revised 2014

Deborah: Israel’s Top Mom

I Deborah, a Mother in Israel, sit under my palm tree,
Israel cries out in distress pleading to be set free.
My heart carries God’s people, Oh return to Him!
They must give up their false gods or remain with Jabin.

The God of Israel hears their cry and moves His mighty hand;
He calls forth His army to deliver and to redeem the land.
His prophetess brings forth His Word to command,
The deliverance comes and it is through a woman’s hand.

Oh God of our salvation how faithful to us You are.
Though times seem dismal You are never very far.
You never fail to answer Your children when they cry;
Your enemies are foolish to fight You; yet they ever try.

Oh Lord of Hosts how awesome You are, all power is in Your hand,
Come set us free, bring us home, heal, and redeem our land.

©2011 Piper Green
Revised 2014

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Rahab: A Life Held By A String

We hear about the Israelites and the God in which they serve;

The men of Jericho have been preparing every weapon and man preserved.

We know the Israelite’s travels will bring them to our wall;

It is only a matter of time I know before our inevitable fall.

We have heard terrible things about this God and we all melt with fear;

The lands their God has conquered—to our eyes it brings tears.

The Lord dried the Red Sea before them to walk on dry land,

Burying the Egyptian’s horses, and chariots, deep in the sand.

Their terror has fallen on us, we have melted away before them,

The king of the Amorites destroyed, no courage remained in any men.

The Lord your God, He is God in heaven above and earth beneath;

I must know this God of Israel so to me He may bequeath,

Such favor, grace, and mercy, though I can but only hope,

My life now hangs in the balance of these men and a scarlet rope.

I long for a new life, very different from the one I lead here,

I pray that helping these spies will bring God’s favor and rid me of fear.

I long to be different to change my life into a story that sings;

I know not what the future will bring, it rests in this lone scarlet string.

©2012 Piper Green

Revised 2014

Published in A Life That Sings 2014

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Hagar: A Slave-girl Births A Nation

I leave Egypt to serve this woman and man;

Torn from my home to wander in the wilderness sand.

I have lived most of my life in this Egyptian palace,

Now I know not where I go or how I will find solace.

I know not what this brand new journey will bring,

I now wear the mark of this master’s bracelet and ring.

I feel something different in this man and his wife,

They will give me a fresh start, a new lease on life.

I have been happy serving my master’s household,

But now I have been asked to do…it must go untold.

How I am in distress—to lay with a man, to bear him a child;

How my mistress longs for a baby—her thoughts have run wild.

I wake today with this baby growing inside of me.

I cannot wait to see how he will look or who he will be.

I feel him growing and moving, I am soon to bring him forth,

I will shout for joy from the hills; the east, west, south, and north.

The pain is too much; I will pack and leave.

Who is this I see before my eyes? I cannot believe,

That the God of Israel would care to show Himself to me.

He promised me my son would live to be a prince of nations.

The God of Abram has come it was not an aberration.

He led me to a well I named for Him—the One that truly sees.

I will never forget my encounter, for His love runs so very deep,

I will remember year after year and in my heart I will keep.

I run to the desert for my mistress seeks my life.

All that is between us now is hate, turmoil, and strife.

He agreed to her plea to send us away; I am filled with grief.

I am lost; my son and I hunger and thirst—there is no relief.

I left my son under the tree; I can’t bear to watch him die.

I don’t know what to do—we both can only cry.

The Lord came to me in the hour of my need,

To bless my son and all who will be his seed.

I give thanks to the God who sees forever,

He will be with me through all that I endeavor.

I didn’t know when I left Egypt what my life would bring;

I met the God who sees me and now I have a life that sings…

©2011 Piper Green

Find this and other poems in my book, A Life That Sings: Finding Your Song In The Midst of Brokenness

His Precious Feet

The Master is at Simon’s house I overheard them say

My heart leaped within me I must get to Him someway

All I have to my name is this alabaster vile

Do I dare to touch Him surely I will defile

I hear their growls and feel their scorn they fill me with such fear

Their faces though are hidden through my many, many tears

I wipe my eyes and look for Him, He’s reclining at the table

I’ve got to make it to Him I don’t know that I am able

I cannot stop my heart it is beating so very fast

But as His eyes catch mine all things are in my past

I see such love and grace flowing from His eyes

Like a breath of fresh air they are but my demise

I fall down helpless and pour this perfume on His feet

The fragrance has filled the room the aroma is so sweet

But nothing seems worthy to pour upon these precious feet

What Grace He has given me all my sins forgiven

I have never had such grace from the Sanhedrin

So much love from Him I cannot pull myself apart

I cling to Him for my very life I have given Him my heart

I hear His voice the sound is so peaceful and forgiving
I will get up from here and change the way that I am living

© 2007 Piper Green

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