The Black Granite Wall

　

　

The Black Granite Wall

I stand in solemn awe,
staring at names
Etched into this polished black
Granite wall.

Too many names
can not read them all,
Nor can I contain myself
Tears begin to fall.

These men and women
Who left husband, wife, children alone
To give their lives in a combat zone.

I stand in solemn awe,
My reflection’s on this black granite wall.
A free man’s staring back at me.
Because fifty-eight thousand two-hundred and seventy-two names
Immortalized on this black granite wall



Rick J. Musick
6-28-11

We Say That We Love

We Say That We Love

by Rick Joe Musick on Wednesday, February 24, 2010 at 10:15pm

We say that we love, but what is love?
Real love came from Christ above.

We say that we love, but does your neighbor know it?
What good is our love if we do not show it?

We say that we care, but do we find it hard to share?
Isn't caring sharing, and bearing another's load?

We say that we love, but what is love?
Love is not simply words alone,
Love is not love unless shown.

True love came from Heaven above,
True love came and eased our pain.
True love came and took our shame!
True love was made manifest on Calvary.

Jesus loved the loveless,
Gave hope to the hopeless,
Washed us in His blood to make us sinless!
That is love!

Our prayer should be:
Lord, Help me to love as you have loved me.
care as you have cared,
Bare as you bared,
To do as you have done!
That would be love

Jesus Came to My House One Day

Jesus Came to My House One Day (Evg. Rick J. Musick 3-17-11)

I had a dream the other night,
The dream gave me great insight.
It woke me up, I had to pray.

In the dream Jesus came to my house one day,
I was to ashamed to ask Him to stay.
The place was a mess- trash all around.

When Jesus walked in, it was the look on His face,
I felt ashamed - in total disgrace,
My house should be a holy place.

I know Jesus saw the books on the shelf,
I swallowed hard when He saw the movies too.
Why did I buy that magazine?

Jesus looked at me with sadness in His eyes,
He stared at me as if wondering why?
Why would I need such carnal, worldly things?

He walked towards the door,
I opened it fast!
Jesus was leaving my house at last.

Before He walked out,
He turned and said:
“None of those things will bring joy that last.”

“One more thing before I go,
You once knew me through the power of the Holy Ghost.
Now tell me, who do you love the most?”

I shut the door,
My knees hit the floor,
I cried, “Please Jesus come back through my door!”

I lifted my hands,
I worshiped the Lord,
I felt my spirit begin to soar!

I prayed through,
To victory anew,
I knew then what I must do.

I grabbed a trash can
then I began,
I refuse to live like a backslidden man!

I cleaned up my house that day,
Jesus knocked on my door,
I invited Him in this time, to stay!

God Can Hear Your Teardrops Fall

God Can Hear Your Teardrops Fall


It was one of my times in life,
When nothing seemed to be going right.
My heart was filled with heartache and strife.
I had spent some days in a cloud of despair,
Wondering why life seemed so unfair.

I stared into the emptiness,
of a dark lonely room.
Tears began to fall.

That is when His sweet Holy Spirit came,
He spoke to me, as if I heard my name.
Not a thunderous roar, nothing shook the floor.
More like a whisper,
soft, deliberate, and slow.
He said to me,
in my heart ‘I know’
“I can hear your tear drops fall.”

A God that close!
The Lord of host!
Would get that close to me?
So close He can hear my tear drops fall?


Then the tears really came,
I let them fall upon the ground
Freely giving Him my all,

my burdens, my strife,
All the hurt that was in my life.


Tears of sorrow changed in me,
to tears of thankfulness.
To know my savior understands,
To thank Him for His faithfulness.

So when life is tough,
And you’re in a season of dreadful doubt.
When sorrow seems to break about
Remember this as you sit alone.
The ‘Great I Am’ upon His throne,
Will bend an ear towards you!
Casting all your cares on Him,
Let your burdens fall,
Let those tears change in you,
For God can hear your teardrops too!

By Pastor Rick J. Musick Ó 2008

Yesterdays

Yesterdays

by Rick Joe Musick on Friday, March 5, 2010 at 3:07am

Yesterdays- I am so glad that we do not have to relive our yesterdays,
I am thankful that today we can start anew.
We have today to build a upon,
And tomorrow this day will be gone.

Yesterdays are dead and gone,
Now today has come along.
Perhaps you have gone through the sorrows of yesterdays.

Yesterdays seemed so long,
But now that today has finally arrived,
perhaps today we can be refreshed and revived.

The hope of looking out upon the horizon,
To watch the rising of the morning sun.
To feel the freshness of a cool gentle breeze.
Reminds us that yesterdays are done.

Not that yesterdays were all that bad,
Not that every moment was terribly sad,
But that yesterdays are in the past,
All mistakes buried in time,
Today we start anew.

To watch our words and what we say,
to watch our deeds along the way,
To watch our steps lest we stray,
To take the time to stop and pray,
To do better than we did yesterday.

So friend, forget about yesterdays and what you've done,
Live for today before tomorrow comes.
The Lord knows everything,
He knows all about yesterday,
Everything that you might have done, and
The burdens, the cares, the struggles, the shortcomings, everything that happened yesterday.
Ask Him to help you today, and your today will be better than yesterday.

Ó Rev. Rick J. Musick 7-12-08

What Will You Do, When Death Comes For You?

What Will You Do,

When Death Comes For You?

The question I ask you,
Do you have a clue
what you will do,
When that moment comes and death chooses you?

Would you meet death with fear and dread,
Or could you look death in the face instead?
Knowing that death would come knocking one day,
Coming to take your soul away!

Would death come as an uninvited foe,
The one that will take you to the judge of your soul?
Or would death come as an anticipated date,
To take you to that grand eternal state?

What will you do when death comes for you?
Will you celebrate, or will you know it is to late?
To late to change your mind about Him,
The one that could have saved you from sins?

What will you do when death comes for you?
Will you open the door and invite him in,
or will you fight with all your might, until the bitter end?
Will you meet death in victory?

O’ death where is your sting?
O’ grave thy victory?
I stand before you both this day,
Knowing that Christ has conquered you both!

Hell has no place for me,
Because Jesus my savior has pardoned, and set me free!
Death at one time was my enemy sure!
But now washed in Christ blood,
Redeemed I am pure!

Death know that I am ready when you come
I look forward to the journey before me!
Knowing, when I take my last breath here,
fresh breath awaits me over there.
Over there on that beautiful shore,
Eternally loving my savior whom I adore!

Rev. Rick Joe Musick
August 16, 2008

Walking Down A One-way Street

Walking Down A One-Way Street

　

I had a dream one night
I found myself walking down very crowded a one-way street,

I wondered why everyone was staring at me?
Some had ugly faces,

Some of the ladies lost all graces.
Why is everyone angry at me?

All these crazy people making unkind gestures,
What am I doing to cause their spirits to fester?

All I am doing is walking down a one-way street!
I guess I am hindering the raging flow

Of this mass of people running to and fro.
In my anxiousness I want to scream,

“You’re like dead fish floating down stream,!”
Forgive me sir for bumping into you,

But it is not me that’s going the wrong way!
Look at the sign and see what it says.

He looked up and read it, “Dead End Street!”
He shrugged and pushed me away,

“leave me alone, I have bills to pay!”
I looked up towards heaven and prayed anxiously,

“Lord help, what do I do?
The Lord seemed to speak to my heart,

“You do your best son, I have set you apart”
“Look around, you’re not alone!”

I looked behind me and here they came,
I looked ahead and I saw the same!

Their eyes set like flint, faces aglow,
Willing to go against the status quo.

So when you feel you’re in this race all alone,
Remember their are many more Christians that are unbeknown.

Rick Joe Musick
6-18-2011

,

Take A Stand!

TAKE A STAND! 3-12-1
Draw a line in the sand-
Take a stand!
Come on man-
Be a man!

No more compromise-
No more falling for the enemies lies!
So you were tempted-

What?
You thought you would be exempted?
So you failed a test?
So now you're going to ‘give up the rest?’

You have walked how many spiritual miles?
have gone through how many trials?
Conquered how many mountains?
Drank from how many ‘living water’ fountains?’

Just to turn around-
Because you’re down?
Come on man-
Be a man!
Draw a line in the sand-
Take a stand!

Compromise is not in the calculation-
Nothing is worth your salvation!

Evg. Rick J. Musick 3-13-11

What Did You Come To Do?

What Did You Come To Do?

That’s What I Am Going to Do!

　

You can sit and pout,
wallow in doubt.
What did you come to do?

You can stew in your shame,
Find someone to blame.
What did you come to do?

You can come and mope,
Loose all hope.
What did you come to do?

You can stare at the floor,
Look for the door.
What did you come to do?

It’s not going to change ‘til
You call on Jesus name!
What are you going to do?

You might as well stand,
Raise both hands!
That’s what I am going to do!

We all have a choice,
I choose to lift my voice!
That’s what I am going to do!

You might as well shout!,
Let it all out!
That’s what I am going to do!

While I have this chance,
Watch me while I dance!
That’s what I am going to do!
Rick J. Musick
Sunday August 23, 2009
5:02 A.M.

My Worship!

“My Worship!”

I am going to dance and shout,
may run all about!
going to show the enemy
what worship’s all about!

Does not matter,
How I feel!
High or low the enemy will know,
my worship is real!

Before the music starts,
Before they ever touch a guitar string!
Before the first drum beat,
I will be on my feet!

Hands raised,
mouth filled with praise!
For God’s grace has kept me,
through long weary days!

I am where I am,
because of the blood of the Lamb!
I exalt His name,
His glory proclaim!

The enemy will know,
my worship’s no game!
Jesus Christ saved me,
I will never be the same!

I am going to dance and shout,
may run all about!
going to show the enemy,
what worship’s all about!



Evg. Rick J. Musick
3-24-11

In the Sanctuary

In the Sanctuary

In the sanctuary of the ‘Great I Am’
I feel God’s holy presence.
I came to worship,
at the feet of the lamb.

Once a sinner so far away,
I could not see what good things
God had planned for me.

Once so deep in sin,
I was so lost
so empty within.
I had no idea new life could begin.

But then in the sanctuary,
of the Great I Am,
The hands of grace softly touched me,
Mercy led me gently to my knees.

Forgiven of my sins,
His Holy Spirit came in.
Now here I stand in the sanctuary,
of the, ‘Great I Am.'

Evg. Rick J. Musick
3-30-11

It Does Not Matter!

It Does Not Matter!

How high is heaven?
How low is hell?
It does not matter,
God is there!

How hot the furnace?
How deep the sea?
does it matter?
God is watching over me

How strong the wind?
How dark the night?
It does not matter,
I am never out of Gods sight!

How heavy the burden?
Or intense the pain?
does not matter,
God is helping me!

It does not matter,
what comes or goes.
This one thing I surely know,
All things will work out for my good,
Just like Romans 8:28 said it would!

Rick J. Musick
1-30-2011

The Enemy Thought

The Enemy Thought

by Rick Joe Musick on Saturday, February 27, 2010 at 9:08am

The Enemy Thought

The enemy knocked me down,
thought he had me bound.
The enemy thought I was out.

Thought I was his prisoner sure,
thought I could not endure.

the pain, the torment, the shame,
The enemy thought,
without a doubt that chains of sorrow
Would hold me fast.

But the enemy could not see
what was within me!
He saw the tears I shed,
The pain and woe.
But what the enemy could not see,
greater was the Holy Ghost in me,
Than what could ever do to me!

Though weak and worn,
physically torn,
I lift my hands up high,
I said, “In Jesus name!
I refuse to stay down
I refuse to be bound
I refuse to let the enemy win!”

A surge of victory flooded my soul!
I felt God’s glory on me!
I felt the power of His might!
In the midst of all this I began to shout
A shout of victory!

God gave me the power,
That very hour over the enemy!

Rick. J. Musick
Feb. 27, 2010

God Is!

God Is!

God is,
The ‘Great I Am’
Not,
The great I was!

The God that can,
Not,
The god that could.

The God that will,
Not,
The god that would.

The God that does,
Not,
The god that did.

God is the Almighty God,
Not,
The god that might!

Rick J. Musick
2009

Under the Glory Spout!

Under the Glory Spout!

　

When you get under the glory spout,
where the Holy Ghost is being poured out,
their is no doubt....You're going to shout!
Lose all doubt!
Stop the pout!

This is what coming to church is all about!

You can brake out of chains!
Be healed of pains!
When you understand
we have heaven to gain!

So why just sit on a pew,
Like your full of cement?
If you need to, repent!

Coming to church is time well spent!

So you crawled in lame,
Pointing fingers of blame!
You are kidding me,
You’re going to go home the same?

You do what ever you choose,
But you are the one who is going to lose!

Jesus may come while you’re taking a snooze!

As for me?
Watch me get under the glory spout!
Watch me while I dance and shout!
That’s what coming to church is all about!

Why not meet me under the glory spout?



Evg. Rick J. Musick
3-29-11









　

The Truth We Know Quite Well

THE TRUTH WE KNOW QUITE WELL

(Rick J. Musick 7-12-10)

　

Here is the truth we know quite well-
Jesus came to Earth to save us from Hell.

From dust to sky, someday we will all die-
We’ll all end up in eternity by and by!

Here is the truth we know quite well-
God’s not willing that we should die lost-

Beaten and bruised my Lord paid the cost!
Jesus died on the old rugged cross!

Here is the truth we know quite well-
The ‘great commission’ we must tell!

That Christ came, died and descended to hell
Here is the truth we know quite well-

Jesus conquered death, hell and the grave,
So that all men, everywhere might be saved!

Here is the truth we know quite well-
Jesus did not come to condemn,

But to set the sinner free!
That would be you and that would be me!

The Enemy Thought

THE ENEMY THOUGHT! 　 The enemy knocked me down, The enemy thought he had me bound. The enemy thought I was out. The enemy thought I was his prisoner sure, The enemy thought I could not endure. Endure the pain, the torment, the shame, The enemy thought, without a doubt that chains of sorrow Would hold me down. But the enemy could not see what was within me! The enemy saw the tears I shed, The enemy saw the pain and woe. But what the enemy did not know, Was greater was the Holy Ghost in me, Than he could ever do to me! Though weak and worn, And emotionally torn, I lifted my hands up high, I said, “In Jesus name! I refuse to stay down I refuse to be bound I refuse to let the enemy win!” I felt the surge of victory anew! I felt God’s glory on me! I felt the power of His might! In the midst of all this I began to shout A shout of victory! God gave me the power, That very hour over the enemy! Rick. J. Musick Feb. 27, 2010

　

To Be Free In the Spirit

To be free in the Spirit

To be free in the Spirit
To soar like and Eagle
To climb the mountains of the Lord,

To lift holy hands with freedom of praise
Let it flow like the wind
The praises of the Lord

To sing praises to the Lord
To lift up His holy name
Let it flow through my soul
Hal-le-lu-jah

I love you Lord!

To lay aside every weight
And run like a river
In the kingdom of my Lord
To be free for evermore

By Rev. Rick J. Musick
2008

Men of Holiness!

Men of Holiness

Evg. Rick Joe Musick 6-18-2011

The holiness of men is,
That men in a godly way
Take a righteous stand.

We with authority,
In our masculinity,
Lift up holy hands.

Steadfastly leading the way,
Mighty in our warfare,
Through the power of fervent prayer!

Standing as separate men,
We are not ashamed to say,
“Jesus is the only way!”

Mighty warriors of this holy truth,
stand before the king
The Captain of our salvation!

“The Lord strong and mighty!
The Lord mighty in battle!”(1)

The Lord of Host,
The King of kings
The ruler of our universe!

We receive strength
As we worship Him,
We are men of valor,
Prepared for warfare.

We are, ‘men of holiness’
Fierce in battle,
Wielding a mighty sword!

The Word of God in our hands,
The Holy Ghost in our hearts,

We are warriors of the cross
Fighting for the souls that are lost!

We are, men of holiness!

Rick J. Musick 2011
(1) Psalms 24:8 King Kames Bible

I Find His Grace Is Still Amazing

I Find His Grace Is Still Amazing


From Noah until now,
From generation to generation
His grace is still amazing,

How God has always made a way.
To escape His wrath,
to find a love that last,

to share an experience with Him
that is so precious and dear.

I find His grace is still amazing,
Every time I think of Calvary,

I think of blood shed for me.
Just how much Christ Jesus loves me!

I find His grace is still amazing,
grace that washed my sins away.

grace that keeps me day by day,
grace that touches my heart every time I pray.

I find His grace is still amazing,
that I who offers Him nothing,

Nothing but love and daily devotion,
Nothing but thankfulness and praise from my heart.

All because grace gave me a brand new start.

Rev. Rick J. Musick
2008

How Do I Get to Broad-Way Street?

How Do I Get to Broad-Way Street?

　

Mat 7:13 Enter ye in at the strait gate: for wide is the gate, and broad is the way, that leadeth to destruction, and many there be which go in thereat: On the ‘road of life’ that leads to eternity,
I stopped and asked a sleazy fellow,
“How do I get to broad-way Street?”

He said with a smirk, as he spat, then grinned,
“Hold on one minute, as I drink from my Gin.”

From a brown paper sack, he unscrewed the lid,
Tilted his head, and took a big swig.

Wiping his chin, he said with a grin,
“Just go down easy-street- turn left and then,

You will see a crowd, their all going that way.”
There is doctors, dentist and door keepers,

Welders, widows, and window washers too.
Machinist, mechanics, musicians and men of renown

Young and old, the quiet, the bold.
From all walks of life we walked down easy street-

Then we turned left.”

Rick J. Musick
2011

New Life!

New Life!

Satan had taken his toll on my soul -
I was his salve under control,

Like a puppet on a string-
He ruled everything!

What will life bring?
I am so deep in sin, so empty within!

My whole life was like one big spin-
With no direction at all-

I broke the law-
The devil made every call!

Now here I stand-
In no mans land.

No dignity at all-
No one to blame,
---------------------
But then one day-
A preacher came!

Standing bold and brave
He shouted, “It’s not to late!”

“Listen to me-
You can be free!”

“Satan must not win-
Repent of your sins!”

Then he said with a grin-
“New life can begin!”

I fell on my knees-
And I cried, “Jesus please!”

“Forgive my sins-
Give me what I need the most!”

That was the night-
God filled me with the Holy Ghost!

I was baptized in Jesus name-
My life has never been the same!


Evg. Rick J. Musick
3-09-2011

We Stood the Test

We Stood the Test!

The furnace was heated seven times hotter than ever before!
Me and my friends stood and stared into a face that had a sinister grin.

“You will either bow or burn,
A lesson you’ll learn for disobeying my command!

I glanced to my left, and then to my right.
Knowing what the others would do!

We all three joined hands, we lifted our heads,
Then I said,

“We made up our minds,
And maybe we’ll burn?

But be sure of this
We are Hebrews and we will not turn!”

In the fire we went, bound hand and foot,
The coals were glowing and hot!

For a moment I thought, perhaps we are dead?
For no pain could I feel upon me!

Shadrach and Abednego were starring at me.
Smiling through the ash and the smoke!

We began to dance and shout and worship the Lord,
Then I felt another hand on me!

I turned about and without a doubt,
The Lord was standing beside me!

We came out of the fire without the smell of smoke,
We stood the test and God did the rest!



Rick J. Musick 2-26-11

That's What Mercy Does

That’s What Mercy Does

Caught in the act of adultery,
Morally dirty and ashamed.

Dragged to the court by her persecutors,
Her heart was filled with fright.

Hot tears began to streak her cheeks,
As angry shouts filled the streets.

Guilty as charged - condemned to die,
Judgment was coming so swift.

Men gathered stones, soon to be thrown
At the trash that knelt on her knees.

Then Jesus walked up and judgment asked him,
In a pious and self righteous way.

Moses said, “She is to be stoned,
What Jesus, do you have to say?”

Jesus ignored them,
And simply wrote in the sand.

Then this is what Jesus said,
“If you have no sin, then you may begin.”

No one had anything to say,
It was not long until they were gone.

Then Jesus asked, as he lifted her head,
“Where are those that condemn thee?”

“There are none Lord,
They have all gone away.”

“Neither do I, go and sin no more,”
That is what mercy does.

Evangelist Rick J/ Musick
5-19-11

His-Story

His © Story

We can allow our history
To become His-story.

Your history may read like a nightmarish novel
Filled with darkness and pain, that caused you to grovel.

But when the ‘light of the world’
Pierced a hole in the darkness of your night.

When the Love of God flooded your soul
Like a bright morning light.

When God filled you
With the power of His might!

God wrote, “The end” as it were
In the book of your life.

Not, the end of your life,
As in, a natural death.

Rather the end of chapters
filled with sin, shame and strife.

Then God wrote your name
in the Lambs book of Life.

Born again, free from sin
Now a new life can begin.

Chapter one of your new book is about His Story
About God’s grace, God’s mercy and your victory!

Now we testify as we lift our voices high,
God has changed my history to His-story!



Rick J. Musick
6-19-2011

Totally Free!

Torally Freed!

　

Bound with chains, living in tombs-
I cried through the night!
When men looked at me-
They saw a horrible sight!

They called me Legion-
I had many demons!

The devil’s to blame-
He is the reason!
I lost family and friends, my health, my wealth!

Filled with despair-
I cut, I clawed, I pulled out my hair!

This is not what I want to be-
Why doesn’t somebody help me?!

Then I saw Jesus step on the shore-
Like a ray of hope, like an open door!

I ran to Him, I fell at His feet-
My heart cried out, “my needs He will meet“!

He spoke beyond me-
And spoke to my soul!

With authority he said-
“Legion GO!”

The next thing I knew-
I was back on my feet!

Clothed and in my right mind!
I live in victory!

Here I am now-
Totally freed!

Evg. Rick J. Musick

3-21-11

Faith full Ness

Faith-full Ness

Though high or low -
Faith walks a narrow road

If in the shout of victory we stand-
When life is full and all is grand.

Or if it be the sounds of wailing that pierce the night-
With no hope in sight.

Though high or low-
Faith walks a narrow road.

This is what the faithful know-
‘Twill be through triumphs, trials and test,
We will enter our eternal rest

Though high or low-
Faith walks a narrow road.

That is why it is called faith-full-ness
When our life is full of faith we shall reach the ness

ness n
projecting coastline: a section of coastline that projects into the sea  
[ Old English næs(s) < Indo-European]
Encarta ® World English Dictionary © & (P) 1998-2005 Microsoft Corporation. All rights reserved.



Rev. Rick J. Musick

12-6-2010 8:45 p.m.