BEAUTYFUL EARLEY PAINTING BY MARTIN FRANCIS SYRETT.

OIL ON BOARD MARTIN SYRETT.

SECRET-BEING POEM WRITTEN ON SUNDAY 16 MAY 1993

SORROW IS MY LOVER

HE HOLDS ME WHEN I SLEEP

CRADLED IN TEARS.

HE COILS AROUND MY SPIRIT

PRESSING DEEPER INTO ME

THE WEIGHT OF GRIEF WE SHAIR.

HOPELESSNESS IS MY COMPANION

RISING WITH ME WHEN I WAKE.

HIS ARE MY FIRST THOUGHTS IN THE MORNING

AND HAUNT ME THROUGH OUT THE DAY.

FOREVER GOING THROUGH LIFE'S MOTIONS

HE IS THE PARTNER WITH WHOM I PLAY.

THE SPIRIT OF DEATH IS UPON ME

HE HAS SEASONED ME WITH DIS PARE.

HIS FIREIE TONGS ALREADY LEAP WITH EXCITEMENT

IN A HUNGER THAT CAN  NEVER BE SATISFIED.

ARE READY TO CONSUME MY FLESH

AND FILL A SUICIDES GRAVE WITH THEIR EXCREMENT.

ELIZABETH BEALE -STEPHENS   SUNDAY 16 MAY 1993.

TWO  CERAMIC VASES.  DESIGN FOR LINO PRINT.      
ART WORK BY RAYE'S ANGELS .

SECRET-BEING WIND OF HEAVEN POEM WRITTEN ON 11 OCTOBER 1993

I'M ON THE OUTSIDE LOOKING IN

AT THOSE WHO ARE TOGETHER.

BOUND UP SO TIGHTLY BY A SIN

WHOSE STRIPES I CANT UNSHEATHE.

BECAUSE ITS DEMON NAME I DO NOT KNOW

THIS LONELINESS I CAN'T MYSELF EXPEL.

FROM THOSE ARROW'S OF SATAN'S BOW

THAT DEEP WITHIN MY HEART DO DWELL.

WILLINGLY I'LL TURN AWAY

AND TAKE ANOTHER COURSE.

MY HEARTS DE SIRE'S DOWN I'LL LAY

SURRENDERED AT THE CROSS.

IF THE MATTER BE REVEALED TO ME

BY HIS PRECIOUS BREATH.

OF THE LIFE THAT CAN ONLY BE

OBTAINED ON EARTH BY DEATH.

ELIZABETH BEALE-STEPHENS   SUNDAY 11 OCTOBER 1993.

PENCIL SKETCH ON LOCATION IN KENT.  ART WORK BY RAYE'S ANGELS.

 

WARFARE SURROUNDS THE BIRTH OF A MIRACLE. BENNY HINN 11 NOVEMBER 1993.

WARFARE SURROUNDS THE BIRTH OF A MIRACLE.

MIRACLES WILL NEVER COME YOUR WAY WITHOUT WARFARE.

THE ANOINTING NEVER COME'S UNTIL YOU MOVE.

THE POWER OF THE HOLY SPIRIT COMES ON YOU WHEN YOU MOVE.

STRUGGLE LEADS ME TO MY DESTINY.

PRINT FROM ORIGINAL LINO CUT BY RAYE'S ANGELS.

SECRET-BEING POEM WRITTEN ON 20 MAY 1996

JESUS I LONG TO BE

AS CLOSE AS A LOVER

AND FEEL YOUR BREATH.

GRASPED FIRMLY TO YOU

MY FACE IN YOUR NECK.

RUFFLE YOUR HAIR

WITH MY FINGER TIPS.

CARESS YOUR BODY

WITH SINFUL LIPS.

DRUNK BY THE ODOUR

OF YOU IN THE AIR

ENJOYING THE JOY

OF AN INTIMATE AFFAIR.

ELIZABETH BEALE STEPHENS  20 MAY 1996

PRINT FROM LINO CUT ORIGINAL ART WORK BY RAYE'S ANGELS 1996.

SECRET-BEING. LOST JOY POEM WRITTEN ON WEDNESDAY 10 JULY 1996

LOST JOY

WHERE IS IT

WHERE DID MINE GO.

I'VE LONGED FOR IT SO

THE JOY OF LIFE.

WHAT IS IT

I WISH I KNEW.

THEN I'D GRASP IT TO

THE JOY OF LIFE.

IS IT A SUNNY DAY

WITH THE BREEZE IN MY HAIR

OR THE SILENT NIGHT AIR

THE JOY OF LIFE.

I DONT KNOW WHAT IT IS

TO HAVE HER SPRING FROM MY HEART

AND EVERY PART OF ME QUIVER WITH

THE JOY OF LIFE.

WHERE DOES IT COME FROM

I WISH I KNEW

THEN I'D BE ALIVE

AND ENJOYING IT TO

THE JOY OF LIFE.

ELIZABETH BEALE STEPHENS WEDNESDAY 10 JULY 1996

MODDELING FOR  PORTRATE  1996 ELMERS END CROYDEN.

GOD OF GLORY, BY THE RISING OF YOUR SON YOU HAVE BROKEN THE CHAINS OF DEATH AND HELL; FILL YOUR CHURCH WITH FAITH AND HOPE, FOR A NEW DAY HAS DAWNED AND THE WAY TO LIFE STANDS OPEN IN OUR SAVIOUR JESUS CHRIST.AMEN.

RAYE'S ANGELS
ART WORK. POSTER 2009.