I AM (Because You Are) – Poem by Deethah ‘Koningskind’ Brazier.

I am

(Because You Are)


I am created

I am called

I am anointed

For this cause


I am filled

With God’s Spirit

In wisdom

In understanding

In knowledge

To bring forth, to testify


I am bless

To be a blessing

I am grateful

I am honoured

I am humbled

Approved by God


Washed by the blood of Jesus

I am forgiven

Saved by His Grace

I am a disciple

I am a follower of Christ


I am a friend of God

An angel

Sent from Heaven by God to touch lives

I am separated

I am a priest, I am a king


I am the branch

Abiding in the true vine

Forever in His presence

I am God’s beloved

I am who God says that I am

I am a child of the King “KoningsKind”


Abba Father, You Are therefore I am.






You Are (Therefore I am) – Poem by Deethah ‘Koningskind’ Brazier

You Are

(Therefore I am)


Since the beginning

You Are

Three in One, the One is Three

In the end You Are

You reign for eternity


Creator of Heaven; Your dwelling place

The earth beneath; your foot stool

The waters under the earth

There is none like you

You Are


Creator of man

Creator of beast

The fowls of the air

The whales of the deep

You Are big, You Are beautiful

Everything is in your presence

You Are


The God of my fathers

The God of Abraham

The God of Isaac

The God of Jacob

The God of the children of Israel

You Are my God


You Are the great I Am that I Am

The son of God

My wisdom, my strength

You Are my everything


You Are the true vine

The Light of the world

Holy, only You Are Holy

Merciful, Almighty God

To You belongs all the Glory


Abba Father, I am because You Are


The Vineyard – Poem by Deethah ‘Koningskind’ Brazier


The harvest is ready

The crops are ripened, ready to be gathered

A large open field

Filled with seeds once planted

Now ready to be reaped


The labour of the reaper is slow

Or have not yet even started

The grass is overgrown

Thorns and nettles cover the vineyard

The fruits, the vines, the ripened grapes


A dry field yearning for attention

Lack of tending too, lack of care

The great stone wall once built

Now broken down


Broken down by slothfulness, idleness, tiredness

A little sleep, a little slumber

Oh what a waste

Acres upon acres of waste

Of good fruits ready for harvest


This Vessel – Poem by Deethah “KoningsKind” Brazier



This vessel is round, short and deep

So it was created by the Master’s hands

A word spoken, this vessel created

A name given, the Potter saw that it was good


Commanded by the Creator to bring forth

The fruit of every good seed hidden; out of sight

Created to serve, empowered to touch lives

A burning and a shining light


Set apart, separated for the Potter’s use

Rejected, used, forsaken, refused

Mocked, laughed at, tested, heads shaken

Such pain, shame, sorrow, heart broken


Brokenness, emptiness, loneliness, it cries

Seeking love, acceptance, companion amongst human lives

Not this vessel, No! Not this vessel they mumbled

It’s too round, too short, too deep, too humble


In a pit fallen, too shattered to stand

Commandment given, saved by the Master’s hand

Washed, anointed, clothed with silk

Exceeding beauty, converted, made whole again


Renewed with hope, joy, courage, the Creator’s love

Overflowing with His Spirit, now service above

Every hidden fruit, gift, talent, skills, ability

Out of this vessel flows, running over to strengthen humanity