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Invisible king

I say who Who? Who is? Who is the king? Who is the king of your heart?

Marching hands Tick Tock Time stamped Memories…receipts Misdirected…disoriented Lost currency Who is the king? Who is the king of your heart?

I say who Who? Who is? Who is the king? Who is the king of your heart?

Mirror, mirror Are you the fairest On these social walls Blue light disruption Highs and lows Wavelength influence Who is the king? Who is the king of your heart?

All Hail All Hail To the king of your heart He will take He will take it all

In the forefront Of quiet times The days left Heartbeats…relationships Priorities Bloated expectations Who is the king? Who is the king of your heart?

© 2025 Matthew Jarrett

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Morning to Evening Prayer

Morning to Evening Gather my dust Quiet my thoughts Repair my heart Set my eyes To your garden

LORD, Dispense My daily need Morsels of trust The air I breathe Inhaling your life Exhaling my doubts

Not in any one day Or any one place But only in you 'cause of your work Help me to rest In your closeness

© 2025 Matthew Jarrett

Inspired from Genesis 2 and Hebrews 4:9-11 this is a prayer for every day from my heart.

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The Rallying Call (2 Chronicles 2:11)

Because you love me Oh Jesus, my King My Rallying Call Hold the line Your word drawn high Breaking dawn Victorious horizon A Kingdom revealed

Because you love me Oh Jesus, my King My rallying call Hold the line Your word drawn high Sin pierced your flesh Love pierced my heart Courage to renew

Because you love me Oh Jesus, my King My rallying call Hold the line Your word drawn high Shape me in your armor Spirit advance Across my lost territory

Because you love me Oh Jesus, my King My rallying call Hold the line Your word drawn high Strength renewed Footholds crumble Strongholds fall in your light

© 2025 Matthew Jarrett

I took inspiration from 2 Chronicles 2:11(ESV), which says:"Then Hiram the king of Tyre answered in a letter that he sent to Solomon, "Because the LORD loves his people, he has made you king over them." Skip Heitzig's commentary on this verse Ignited idea for this poem. 'And let's just apply that to our lives. Because God loves you, He put King Jesus over your life. That's how much He loves you. You're a Christian and you're chosen, selected before the foundation of the world for Jesus to be your King, because He loves you. He has made Jesus King over you.' Reflecting on my own life, I realize how often I've tried to make something or someone else my king. Only to end up in this never ending cycle of retreating and losing ground. The Rallying Call, expresses my heart's cry: Because He loves me, Oh Jesus, my King, I can rally and move forward past the strongholds in my life but not by my strength but by his. Contrary to popular portrayals, Jesus is not a weak loving hippie. He is a Victorious King, He's been to the darkest depths we could ever face, meets us there, and offers rescue. All we must do is ask.

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Beacon of Hope (Psalm 84)

Beacon of Hope Light the way A place so lovely with the warmth of your presence

My soul longs To meet you on the mountain be kissed by the sun and faint in your arms

When the stars don’t shine And I can’t see you through depths of darkness Even the Sparrows are remembered

Teach my heart, my flesh to sing, to praise to cry for joy expand my appetite for you

My strength is in you Wayfaring in the Valleys Your rain covers and springs renew from strength to strength

Hear my prayer O' Lord Build in me daily Faith from your promises moving beyond the shadows of my doubt

My sun, my strength Love light the way Not even a thousand days could compare With one good day given by you

Keep me upright On Your threshold Grace and glory My trust is in you.

© 2025 Matthew Jarrett

Inspired by Psalm 84 and from the ashes of an earlier poem I wrote as a marriage proposal. A prayer for God's presence.

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Echoes of Light

In the face of darkness In the deepest depths of my heart When the storm takes my focus I forget how big you are

Your Word echos on Let there be light

Spirit, Only you Can bring order to my Chaos And beauty from the scars we share Create in me a new heart A place where only you can dwell

Your Word Echoes on Let there be light

Take this heart Make it new Soften it from stone So it breathes again

Your Word echoes on Let there be light

Peace invade my heart Your Word echoes on I am the light of your life

© 2025 Matthew Jarrett

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Your Promise is the Battle Cry

When the flaming arrows fly

When my shame is heavy

When I have no reason

Is there a Promise left?

Is there a Promise left?

You are my shield about me

You are my glory

You are the lifter of my head

When the flaming arrows fly

You are my shield about me

When my shame is heavy

You are my glory

When I have no reason

You are the lifter of my head

You are my shield about me

You are my glory

You are the lifter of my head

O' Shield of faith

Honor in your name

The reason I can be new again

Your Promise IS My Battle Cry

© 2025 Matthew Jarrett

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The Lightkeeper

Wandering in the darkness, now, that is something that might not normally be considered a good thing in most situations. However, for this particular night along the Cape Hatteras National Seashore, the conditions were perfect to see the Hatteras Lighthouse share its light, as it’s done for more than one hundred years, even after being moved further inland in recent times. With the location and the weather cooperating, the stage is set for experimenting with astrophotography.

As I wait for my camera timer to finish one of many long exposures I will attempt this night, it is easy to get caught up in nature's sound machine of steady waves breaking on the shore. The directed luminous beam from the lighthouse makes its rotation over and over again across the horizon, leading my eyes to the emergence of a vast spectacle across the dark sky. This dense twinkling of constellations and galaxies is not always visible to the naked eye with the light pollution I am accustomed to back home, where the city and streetlights hide their beauty. It has always struck me as odd to associate the word light with a word like pollution, yet with the circumstance of a washed-out sky, it becomes easy to forget there is so much more to see outside our atmosphere.

People have long used the stars to aid in navigation from one place to another, but what if these pinholes of light were the stepping stones of a path to something or someone much larger? If I take clues from the Bible, each star is hung in the sky (Job 9:9), counted, and named (Psalm 147:4) by a creator whose glory is set above the heavens. (Psalm 8:1) Yet it is very easy to miss this divine signature behind a cloak of storm clouds or from the glow of man-made light, where the contrast is lost, beauty is made bland, and perhaps the sense of danger is lessened.

How many warnings from the Lightkeeper can be rejected to further linger in the darkness or be ignored before running aground only to sink deeper into a foundation that was never meant to cradle? How small must one's faith be to land and be broken on his shore, to know that the shadows of sin and doubt that loom behind have been overcome? Nights like tonight bring me closer to the God of Light (1 John 1:5), who not only makes a way for each step but also walks each step with me.