pauly hart poems 1-500
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I feel disheartened and lonely when I cannot read anythingFor my books are my friends and I love them allI would do much more reading if I could have the time
You would think that I would get sick of readingThe idea is that once you get used to it you do it moreSometimes this is true other times it is notFor I usually forget to read the most holy bookWhether seventy or one you have to agree
There is no other book that has changes as many lives
As the Bible has
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"99"
There I was and the ninety-nineStranded in the dark coal mineGoitered and musty weFiltered and lusty we
Unto the Shepherd do we callLord of wolves and waterfallsI and the rest thereWe had no rest there
Until the voice that was heardBy the one and the herdHe called us and we foundA place in his arms called found
The shepherd seeks after meEven though I let the rest beHe finds me and breaks meAnd in His arms takes me
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Blessed Comforter(Even When I Don't Praise)
Even as you are sleeping away,
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My Heart is watching over you.The Sun rises and sets every day,
And my Mind guards and protects you.Comforter, I am. To work aside you.
It's my chief desire to wash pride away.Friend to the end. Give me the strength.
To make it through just one more day.
When the Lord scattered the wicked,It was as the night snow. No flake the same.
Yet all doomed to melt away in the mornings light.Why are you jealous of the wicked?
Don't you know that they die just like you?Why waste your time on foolish things?
Know you not that you are my temple?You are the temple of the Holy Ghost.
Don't be envious of the wicked.You have the almighty living in you.
Praise be to the Lord our Savior and God,
Who bears our burdens the same.Pouring out His grace on all mankind,
I, God, am a god who saves, heals and loves.From me alone comes escape from death.
And even when you don't praise, I love you.
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Always Forever
In the right moment, God is still listening.He is right here now, always so patient.I know He loves me, Always forever.He is my only, the one I can talk to.
Down in your spirit, God is still listening.He takes His time, for the lost and afraid.I know I love Him, right now and forever.He is my best friend, the one I can talk to.
Always forever, God is still listening.He wants you to hear Him,and to get to know Him.I know our love grows,from communication.He is my true love,
yes,
always forever.
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He lives, he loves
My one true love calls me home fromthe heights of all passionate affection.
He calls me home to his fireside and he wishesme to return to the place of his desire.
My master! My all, my everything! Lord!The one I serve! My blood-kin! Brother!My all in all! The wheel within the wheel!He is all the family I ever need!
He is all I ever seek in this realm of existence!He is the one pure thought. He is the pure light.He is the true feeling. He is the voice.He is living, loving, but never leaving.He falls on me from the heights of heaven.Holy hug, loving kiss, He is the one I've missed.He calls out to me. Calling me home.He loves me so freely. For I am his own.
He wishes me well the journeyto the place he has prepared by his fire.
He wishes me to return to himand to the place of his never ending desire.
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Icthus in the midst
Lives long for something morethan just a wave on one small shore.
People strive to stay aliveand do so much more than criticize.Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, still.
And people look for stupid thrills.Thursday, Friday and we're still looking
for the next party to see what's cooking.But Saturday and Sunday chills
Like he still lives inside a hill.For it was man who put him there
screaming out "I just don't care!".
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For what we need are grains of lovesent from someone high above.
What we look for all our livesis a man called Jesus Christ.
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Jesus Northstar
Guide me ever onward FatherTouch me with your wondrous might
Pull me like you pull your compassTreat me like you treat your children
Jesus Northstar, guide me onward
Electric Life, I'm charged with your loveGive me signs that I'm on course
Hold me, touch me with wholenessBring me closer to your fire
Store me in your life-sized wonderBreak me on your rocky shore
Hold me till the noon-tide washesshield me in every way
Tighten jigs and pull them tautly
Batten hatches in my soulTrim the sails and hold them steady
Pull me into life's' hard tide
Jesus Northstar, pull me ever
Jesus Northstar, your my light.
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Attribute to the attributes
Faith is faster than a light trainmore loyal than a dog at nightsleeping at your feetDestiny is smarter than an Einsteinmore lovely than tender children
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with sticky handsDo you know how to speak the truth?What is truth? a person is he.Love is more agile than a hungry crocodilemore tender than an embarrassing momentin a well known crowdHope is better than a good back rubmore happy than peanuts and hot-dogsat a baseball game with daddo you know how to show freedomwhat is freedom? a person is he.wonder is lighter than a goose down feathermore slap-happy than a sit-comon evening t.v.Death is more potent than a poisonous elixirmore gripping than a paperbackwhile baby sitting kids
Do you realize that all life dies?Except the life that's in his eyes
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Love on the Lord
Verse one-For God to reside in the depths of all men
then we must desist from the presence of sinWhile we shouldn't decide what is best for our livesForever lets know, He's still on our side
Chorus-Love on Him todayLet's love the only WayLove Him over and over again
Verse two-The meaning of life is loving the OneThe Father in Heaven who sent us His SonTo love one another, and destroying pride
His love from above lights up my mind
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Bridge-And while we wait, He longs to talkAnd light the way for our feet to walk
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Repeat Chorus 2x
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This is my promise
This is my promise, these are my dreams.Jesus still loves me, and He is still pleased.He cares for us everyday, in the sun and in the shade.And just like his promise, He never forsakes.
We are His people; flesh, bone, and blood.
We're watching the world spin, through Christ's holy love.Santo, Santo Senior; mi amo y mi hermano.You gave of your life blood, could I give more?
Father, Son, Spirit; Jesus my Lord.Teacher and guider, the God I adore.Be with me everyday, in the sun and in the shade.And just like your promise, never forsake.
I love you Lord Jesus, yet more and more.I love you my Spirit, I truly adore.Father of all things, I put away all false dreams.Elohim, YHWH; please show me the way.
The smell of the alter, the scent of His love.The blood that now covers, through Gods holy Son.He wants us to be with Him, and live with Him everyday.Walking beside him, to never forsake.
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Strange Love
Strange love. Never dying.Always living. Always breathing.Feeling, pulsing. Beating, living.Alive! The beauty now awakens in my soul!Strange love.A stranger love still...
of an innocent kill.
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The terrible pain...was His blood so spilled.
A love so strange...as to say it chills.
My blood runs cold...His wish, His will.
His long paid bill...My heartbeat stills.
I know this Love...This Love. His Love.
Stranger love has no man hadthan he lay down his life for thoseA friend to them who called him sadThey murdered him there, but this he knows
A stranger love has no man seen...
Than a stranger to sin who died for me.
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Various times
More often than not,
Have I ever once thought,I would be in a place such as this.
And at various times,With the wind through the chimes,I could love you so much more than this.
Though you knew me the same,Knew my faults and my gains,Even the split hairs on my head.
I sure love you my Lord,As the strings on a chord,
play your sweet tune in my head.
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Like a tree...
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Like a tree...Like the very topmost leaf
on a sturdy tree of your great love for me.And so is my love for thee. Like a long grown limb
is our love my friend, and how I long to share it with you.Like a yearling sap in a new plowed field, is the joy that I doshare when I yield. Like a giant, mighty oak in a winter glenis the pain that I find with new friends. Like a summers hotday is the caring ones' song that he shares in his specialway. Like a bowl full of fruit are the kindred ties held that
grow sweeter with lives sweetest juice. Like a livelychipmunk are the joys we uncover while we
search for a lost treasure chest.Like a mighty old trunk
are the tiesthat dobind usto the
friend-ship sothat wehave tokeep in
our mindthat it's He.
Like the roots ofa tree is the thing that we see
when we sing. Like the love between friends,is love that won't end. Like a tree I'll wait till you come again.
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To die the death
Lord God omnipotent, All provider, redeemer,Spirit Guider, Father Jehovah,Your rainbow spills its pot of gold in my soul!Jesus Almighty, my friend and my creed,
Be with me always in my time of need.
Oh Christ, oh my savior, your wondrous behavior,of shedding your blood and sending your dove.
My bald head now sprouts hair!My amputated arms grow!My blotches dissolve, your power comes home!My eyes that were weary and spotted now clear.My dizziness dissolves, my deaf ears now hear.
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Though I jog through the snow I will find,Your true love sings while I stand blind.My eyes are weary from seeking you long,Fill my heart now, with your sweet tender song.
Though my fingers do snap, and my mind now collapse.I reach towards you, with all that I grasp.
I, actually, now that I think about it...I think that I would die for you.
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Love over (reprise)
When I was a little boy,I played with my little toys.But now I'm as old as a house,And my skin is as gray as a mouse.My teeth that were strong are now dead,And my hair is a wisp on my head.Love over. And over. Love come over.Sherlock Holmes and H.G. Wells.The Bible sits upon its dusty shelf.Four thousand questions, no answers.I blew away all odds and chances.
But now I'm old and understand.The face connected to the hands.Love over. And over. Love over.Single days turned into ill spent weeks.Thunder rolled, and lightning streaked.The murder stains on my heart now dry.As conscience kills the intentions I imply.Love come over my life, for it's slipping away.Love come over, and we'll dance the night away.Love over.
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Strange family
Listen and knowMy spirit will grow
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When I find the homeThat is my own
Jesus and joyFeed into my heartWhen heaven beginsMy love truly starts
I just want a homeI just want some kidsTo hold me a wifeAnd be close to kin
Strange families will tryTo be 'round the normBut what do I careI will not perform
I know Jesus hearsI've heard my Lords prayers
In my life peace will settleHe will soothe all my cares
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Summer Sunshine
Play hours all day sun; play, play, play.In the summer sun, warm and shiny.Summer sunshine, summer funshine.Smiles and glistens, warm and friendly.Shimmer and glimmer, warm and nice.Hot and funny, play sun, play.Play on lakes, and play with shade.Play with ice in lemonade.Cheery and happy, careless and free.
Warm summer sunshine, come play with me.
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Away in a manger
Away in a manger no crib for a bed,
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The little boy Jesus lay down his sweet head.The stars in the sky looked down where he lay,The little boy Jesus asleep in the hay.
He grew up a small boy, both sinless and pure,The holy-one Christ-child an angry worlds cure.He was pure and holy the Bible does say,Though hated and murdered, he still did obey.
He walked along seashores and deserts as well,He paid for our sorrows and saved us from hell.Humble and submissive he knew Fathers will,To be Israel's scapegoat his blood must be spilled.
With blood, sweat, and tears he gave so much more,He took the diseases of the lost and the poor.Humilities secret he laid down his life,To seek and save a world so lost in its strife.
Away in a manger, Messiah was born.
He hung on a cross, both bloodied and torn.The little boy Jesus did lay down his life.To bring peace and freedom and take away strife.
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worshipping
I will worship the Father that made me.I will worship the maker of light.I will bow before the Great Spirit.I will lay down my life.
And with my heart placed uponYour alter of mourningAnd with my arms bound behindMy back is breakingAnd with my head in the nooseof your love
I'll hang myself highSo the fools will thinkthat I'm wise
I willingly wreck my ego-casts.I drool incense on your feet.You spit in my eyes and call me well.You cleanse me Lord.
And I thought I was the fool.
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But you are a fool for me.
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Small eyes
Open thine eyesand see the Onedestined to bethe flower from treethe water from springthe song from birdthe voice from lipsthe light from morning
the break from dawnthe horizon from duskthe honey from beethe strength from lionthe perfectness from Hefor it is the Hewho opens your eyesyour eyes to see
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Blasted
Are you really that ready for a time of great peace,or do you really want to go to war for it?Are you really that ready for a life filled with sweat,And do you really want to go to heaven yet?Are you really that ready for the earths' sonic end?And do you want to start it all over again?
I see my footprints blasted by your fires night.I see an order in chaos' blight.I see all darkness transfused into lightI see dark souls lifted in faith from frightI see my path leading towards Heavens heights
Blasted, now blasted, now blasted againMy soul is set free from the blasting of sin.
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The Choice
12 men keeping on with something they know right.12 old tribes trying to win some kind of fight.40 days and nights he wept for a lost and hurt world.40 days and nights it rained cleansing a lost world.7 days was the time it took to build the humans home.4 faces and 2 wheels each and 7 layers of gold.3 who knew and 3 who cared and 3 who understood.1 man true, both just and good, 1 man only stood.1 man caught, within his heart, daring to play the fool.1 man you, and only you, are the only one to choose.
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Compilation
For a light to shine in the darkness,There must first be a light in the darkness.
Come all you weary and heavy laden,Lay your burdens beside me.I will give you comfort for all your afflictions,Just lay your head on me.
This is the real me.Can't you accept me the way I am?This is the only me.I didn't come in a packaged can.There is only one of me.I'm growing up as fast as I can.This is the real me.Accept me while you have the chance.
Whispers of a shadow land...come slip away
Dreamers in a lonely land...falling all the way
Reality is held in his hand...don't make a mistake
There is one Christ the lamb...please don't disobey
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This is the way love is: T.I.M.E.This is the way it's not: M.I.N.E
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His house
Expand your imagination,open up your heart
Open up your concentration,it's not all that hard
Give up all your inner pride,and let Jesus in
One simple truth is,
He's your only true friendFather to the hurt,
and home to the beggarHe loves you now today,
both now and foreverDraw a little door,
on the doorway of your soulOpen up and let him in,
to call your house his home.
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The cost of discipleship
To be a disciple:I must first love the Lord,and always be a slave to him.I must read His word daily,and always obey, and submit.I must always bear fruit,
until He harvests it.
Also remember to:Mature in Him and make others to see.Model myself after his earthly works.Mutual faith and spread love to others.Multiply in the ways of kindness.Manifold fruits and gifts should show.Minister Jesus and his life power.Marriage. I am his bride, stay pure.
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And as with every hard thing,it begins one step at a time.I will conquer the self that hates Him.I will conquer my flesh.
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For everything...
For every string that is tied down.
Another string is loosed somewhere.
For every man in battle gown.
Someone is broken two in prayer.
For every wrong there is a right.
For every day there is a night.
And every sinner who can't cope.
There is a God, there is a hope.
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The woman's' kiss is not to be desired above our masters
There is only one woman in this world for me.She's the only woman who does it for me,
Only. She is the only one woman,
Only. And I am only her man.
Jesus. I find your truthful love.Jesus. It's just you that I love.
Jesus. Send this woman to me.
Jesus. She'll see Jesus in me.
Lord, I surely need a woman. Just asmuch as I need a hole in the head.
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Lord, all I need is you.
All I desire is your tender kisses.
Lord God and Father and maker of all.Take out my life, Lord put away Paul.
Burn me completely, Lord burn me to death.
Chastise me with your most wondrous breath.
I don't need a woman I only need you.I don't want a person to be above you.
I don't want a girl or a sexual ploy.
I do need your friendship and love to enjoy.
A person is one thing, but you are more real.A wife nagging me and sometimes surreal.
I don't not like women, I enjoy them much.
But as for now, you are all. I don't need a crutch.So I want your love Lord, I want it pure.I want your love, Lord strongly endure.
Lord surely you love me and I love you too.
So I'll kiss you my Jesus, because I love you.
Kiss me Father, kiss me again.Tell me I'm your closest friend.
Love me Spirit, love me once more.
Love me the way that children adore.
Just like the way you did it before.Pour out your life, I'm yours forevermore.
Use me, chastise me, rebuke me again.
Do to me only, please do it again.
Holy and spotless and pure in your sight.Visions of halos now dance in the light.
True holiness, True peace is what I desire.
Fill me up Lord with your burning fire.
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Heap the coals, send the fire
Heap the coals and burn in me.
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Send the fire and consume me.
One by one, your deep desires
Shall blaze in me like holy fire.
Lord, take me from life's rocky clefts.
Destroy me till there's nothing left.
Refiners fire so I won't break.
Take me, break me, mold and shape.
Precious Lord, so holy and pure.
Precious Jesus you are my cure.
Send the fire oh, precious dove.
Turn me towards your tender love.
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Trinity(Twice)
Trinity in me.Trinity is three:
God enthroned.God enfleshed.God empowered.
I cannot worship others,While Trinity is Lord.I cannot serve another,It's Him that I adore.
Where Trinity is,Where Trinity roams,That is where,Trinity rules.
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We are voices
We are voiceswhispering, screaming.Nameless voices,crying out for love.Listlessly, relentlessly,dexterously climbing,treading the surface,wanting the outpour.Breathe on us...we cry at night.Heal our land,we face our fright.We are the voiceswhispering, dying,treading the surface.
Breathe on us...we cry, we cry.
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Intention
Oh well, I tried not,to fight the claim of my election.
Somehow passing life,and took rejection.
trudging through the dark,and found illusion.
I was all but dead,but I claimed protection.
He took my life,and gave me redemption.
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I Run With You
Oh Lord God...My passion breaks forth the lusts of my youth for you.
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Help me to win as many as I can.
To take hold of those I can't.To strengthen and uplift and give praise to your name.
I pray.
Lord God...The sparrows flight of righteousness.
I pray straightness in my days.
I seek to grasp that which I cannot attain.But with you, I must and will.
You High Shepherd, are chief among these hills.You are Highlander forever.
I run with you, but when I am weak; carry me.I faint Lord,
Hold me and carry me forward.
I long for the sweet abyss of your love.Lost in foreverness.
True to my heart.Never depart.For thine is the kingdom.
Amen.
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Of Clay and Purity
Change my Heart oh God,make it ever true.Change my Heart oh God,May I be like You.You are the potter,Turn my heart to clay.You are the sculptor, You, I will obey.You are a friend and You are a brother.Even though You are my King.You are my one hearts longing desire.
Not compromised with anything.I love you much more than any other.So much more than anything.Of Clay I will ask you to mold of me Jesus.A small vessel to do your will.Of Purity refine my mind and intentions.Turn my heart to seek your will.
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Love my heart
Love runs the deepest for my heartAs deep as my love is for His heart
Is not as deep as my love for mineAnd the love placed above His love
Shall be loved far above the love of His loveBut in the finish it is His love
That shall cast my love downAnd send my love to Hell
And me with it
But is this love?
True love is mylove for His love
nix on my love
I give you all
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Privilege
And as many as cast him down
He shall rise to face again
Though many cast him down
He takes on all mighty blows
For as many as cast him down
He will rise to come again
Save one who casts him down
and that one who lives inside
For when that one casts him down
He shall lay prostrate on the ground
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No, it's my pleasure
Take from this tree all that can beI give it up to you in submissionGlean from it's branchesTake all it givesUse it in a way that is worthyReally, I insistCut it up if you wishCord it out for fireSo that you may keep warm
It's no problem at allTake from it every necessityAnd even it's fruit is yoursIt doesn't matterIt's only my soulIt's only my love
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A sweet incantationto my beloved Lord and King
What sweeter raptureWhat glory and wonderWho compares with Him?
What majesty is foldedwhat holiness is mixturedWho can look in his face?
What beauty is giftedWhat music is liftedWho declares His name?
What light is ribbonedWhat forgiveness givenWho can dare speak His grace?
Him, He who was and isHe, who is to come.
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These questions and more. . .
How can a man be born again?How can a man be cleansed from sin?When is eternal life?What is the power in Jesus' blood?
Where is Heaven and why is Hell?Why do we say that time will tell?Baptism. What is it? Exactly?Then why are there three of them?
These questions and more are rooted within.
A god called Jesus died for me?He left comfort and peace for me for free?How is glory calling out my name?So why must I have true repentance?A thing called hate, is opposed to love?Where exactly are Angels up above?Are you the only life to live?Must I forsake my all and start the dance?
You knock at my heart... so won't you come in?
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Joshua ben Joseph
Lord, you are to me so much more than silver.Lord, you are to me so much more than jewels.
Lord, I appreciate the blessings you have given.Lord, I appreciate your choice as for myself.
God, I wonder at your creation and your works.God, I wonder how much longer it is until your return.
God, I love the way you make me smile sometimes.God, I love you and everything about you.
Spirit, I adore you, and I lay my life before you.Spirit, I adore your presence and your power too.
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Spirit, I need so much more than this flesh-suit.Spirit, I need your gifts, but so much more your fruits.
Father, I rejoice that in my driest desert, you are there.Father, I rejoice at the wonderful miracles that you perform.
Father, I proclaim your miraculous signs and wonders.Father, I proclaim that all you do is for our own good.
Holy One, I admire your purity in all that you say and do.Holy One, I admire your patience with every time I sin.
Holy One, I desire your dignity and the way you are so nice.Holy One, I desire to show your love and joy to all the earth.
Jesus, I cherish the way that your fulfilling your promises.Jesus, I cherish the way that we can so easily receive you.
Jesus, I relish to make this Earth more you-conscience.Jesus, I relish the idea of being more and more like you.
Oh Lord God, I desire to be strong in these last days.Oh Spirit of the Father, I desire to show your great strength.
Oh Holy One Jesus, I'll offer my world to you in the end.Jesus, all I really want is you. Jesus, all I need is to be true.
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Today...
Today... now half gone... speaks loudly in my ear.Achieve this... perceive that... is the song I clearly hear.
Yesterday... I remember how clear it seemed...In six inch rule... and one inch margin bleeds...Thought you would... I knew you could...And so far... you should...Today is not tomorrow... and...Yesterday is not the rest of the week...Seven days without prayer...
Really makes one... weak...I wish I were young again...
But I'm not... I'm this age for a... reason...It's funny... when looking back...So much seemed to... pass me by...How I wish... I would never age...But it would probably be boring...I used to think that... I was born...In the wrong era of history...Not anymore... I'm much more thankful...For being alive at all... Today...
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Towards Heavenwe must grow
There is a serenedifference betweenchildishness andliving your life tothe fullest. Maturitybrings the growthwhich brings life.Faking it is neveras good as the real
stuff. If we neverovercome the little,the big will trampleus. The feelings wehave towards therest of life; courage,commitment, andconfidence are thereal things. Cowardice,casualness, andcorruption are thephonies. To win inJesus takes all the
tenacity you canmuster. If we givean inch each day,we will go furtherthan the man whotries to do the mile inone jump. The onewho wins is not thefastest, but the onewho perseveres.Towards Heavenwe must grow.
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To fly
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Isn't it wonderful?A bird flies.A crow cries,and all my life just dies,as Christ lives,and I give,and all my gifts seem despised.As I kill, then He will,and He fillsme up each day.My soul flies,and my spirit withindoes rise.Just as I amwithout one plea,but that His blood was shed for me.
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You still do, so can I too?
Sometimes it's like a fence brought up in the night.Sometimes it's like a lion bound tightly in a cage.Sometimes it's like a monolith looming up in sight.Sometimes it's like a tyrant showing off his rage.
For when life can be so wrongfully misunderstanding.For when life takes you up and grinds you underfoot.For when life tackles you when you have the ball.For when life tears you up and burns you like a book.
It's when He takes His burly arms and shows his strength.It's when He shows you what it's like to be His child.It's when He gives you what you need when you are weak.It's when He wraps His cloak about you, so you can stand.
And He still battles for the cause that is not lost.And He still wears His holy armor like a knight.And He still wins His every battle like the cross.
And He still gives you faith to walk by, not by sight.
Now will you know that He still loves you for who you are?Now will you realize that Jesus is your own best friend?Now will you finally see that He's the one holy and true?Now will you overcome like He did in the final end?
Lord, can I see your face like Jesus did and live?Lord, can you touch my heart and cleanse me from all sin?
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The confrontation of conniption.
what you can gain in a lifetime
you can lose in a moment
what you can see in the morning
you can lose in the night
what someone can talk you into
some one can talk you out of
and what you can accept in emotion
you can lose in logic
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Scarred Face
It's your saving graceThat comes over me
It's your loving faceThat's all I see
It's your hiding placeThat I run to
It's your love, your love, your love.
It's my face
That scares the childrenIt's my laugh
That makes them screamIt's my love
That makes me famous
It's my love, my love, my love.
I will come
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To you my loverI will come
To you tonightI will climb in
To your garden
I will come, will come, will come.
No one could you like meYou cannot hide from meI will come unto theeWhen the night comes to the trees
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Heart cry of the missionary(Dedicated to YWAM)
I offer up to You my God,A living sacrifice.All I am and have to give,Oh Lord, even my life.I will not bow, I will not flinch,Your call I will embrace.To tell the whole world of your love,And never ending grace.Teach me now my Lord and King,
To walk the narrow way.And to die unto myself,Each and every day.
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Prayer of Saint Ambrose
O God,I who presume to invoke Thy Holy Name,stand in the presenceof Thy Divine Majesty:have mercy upon me,a man:a sinner smearedby the foulness of inherent impurity;forgive the unworthy priest
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in whose hand this oblationis seen offered:Spare O Lord one polluted by sins:in faults the foremost,in comparison to all others,and do not enter into judgmentwith Thy servant,for no one living is justifiedin Thy sight.It is truethat we are weighed downin the faults and desires of our flesh:Remember,O Lord,that we are fleshand there is no other source of help than Thee.Yeah,in Thy sightnot even those in Heavenare much more cleansed
than we earthly humans,of whom,as the Prophet Isaiah saidof all our righteous acts:we are in comparisonas unworthy as a menstrual rag.O Jesus Christ,let us live.O Thou Who dost notwill the death of a sinner:Grant forgiveness unto uswhom Thou hast established in flesh,so that by penitential acts
we may cometo enjoy eternal lifein the Heavens,through our Lord Jesus ChristWho reigneth with Theeand the Holy Spiritthroughout all ages of ages.
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Winding Intelligent Never Dying... W.I.N.D.
Down the quiet street,The wind slowly crept,Easing its way down,Through those old,Colonial houses.
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The wind spokeOf an ancient time.Timeless winds,Of ancient ones,Breathing mysteries.
Although changed and polluted,These winds still blow.The same ones that blewIn the garden,With the serpent and the son.
Strange winds reveal things.My youth. My ignorance.My uncreative decadence.Vindictive hot windsSearing my hardened face,Turning me to sand.
Oh ancient winged servant;What have you seen?What do you know?Where have you been?And do you return there soon?
The winds know not change...But smell, temperature,Humidity, pollution, pollen content,Oxygen, Nitrogen, Halogen.And various dust particles.
Unrelenting, untrusting,
Undermining, undenying,Unexuberating, unreaching,Wind, Wind, Wind,WIND, WIND!
Most knowledgeable ofAll gaseous forms...You, breath of God,Blew the first ofThese small winds.
Tornado, Hurricane, Vortex spinningDust devil, Waterspout, Tsunami,
High Pressure, Low Pressure,Cold Front, Heat Wave, Wind.
God, show your windsto be all that you wouldhave them to be...an elemental force,in your wonderful creation.
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Trinity(Thrice)
In Trinity is three,Divinity in me,Three part and fold,All parts in Gold.
For Trinities' life,For Trinities' love,I would give all,of my life and love.
Trinity in three.Trinity in me.God in me.
Where Trinity is,Where Trinity roams,That is where,Trinity rules.
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Your heart versus Gods heart
What is the heart of man?What is your heart?Where is your heart at?Where is your heart directed?Where is your heart going?Why does your heart beat?Who does it beat for?
Does God search your heart?Does your heart beat with his?Does his heart beat for you?When has God ever had your heart?When have you ever had Gods heart?
Your heart versus Gods heart.Whose heart will win?
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Desperation
It seems that every time I find someone that I feel I could care about,there is always something in the way. It seems that I am always the one who gets crushed,and brushed aside, like some medieval diseased leper or something.
I always come out crushed. And depressed.I want to find a way to get these feelings to stop haunting me. Any way possible.I've been in love only twice, and I screwed my one and only relationship that I thought would
last forever.
All I want is for someone to be there for me. To care for me as I would care for them.I want my life to end at times. I am beginning to think that I will be alone forever.
With no one to love me. No one to become my mate.
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How
Operation: How"Need to know" basisCodename: WhyGods Secret Plans For My Life-I don't get it God...Why are you so determined to make me a success?When I feel like such a failure?
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Fasting
Realization will comeAs I hold on tightlyTightly till my knucklesTurn white with intensityRealization will crash
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Like a million year tidalWhen it comes on my headI will cry with satisfaction
Yearning and burningAnd pushing the lineBurning and learningAnd feeling the driveLearning and yearningAnd pushing my climbI'm destroying myself
Like a faucetSet to dripFor eternityI won't stopTill my prayersAre answered
Destination will call
As I cling intentlyIntently till my handsBleed with the pressureConjugation will crumbleLike the tsunami of oldWhen it burns in my soulI will sigh with relief
Pushing and cryingAnd holding the cordCrying and strivingAnd calling the LordStriving and pushing
All in accordI'm destroying my dreams
Like the widowCrying aloudTo the JudgeI will pleadTill my caseIs closed
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Barren Land
So here I stand in the wildernessof another place.
I stand this ground
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as a foreigner on strange soil.But none have been meant
to roam these lands as I.It is their world, their place, their time.
The wind... I feel it breathing.Whispering secrets of another mans home.So here I am and here I stand (alone).A foreigner in another mans land.
Earth, wind, rain and fire.I hear the melody lifted higher.
I feel the wind and I feel the sand.The remnant of this barren land.I wish my dreams could become true.Lord, let this land begin anew.
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Thank the god
Long, long ago before the earth was made,god chose us as his own- he knew the price to be paid.He decided on perfection flawless and pure,We stand before him covered with his love for sure.His unchanging plan has always been to adopt us,
Into the family of him by his son Christ Jesus.He did this 'cause he wanted to: Praise the god for it.For his loving kindness so sweet: Praise the god for it.Favor and compassion he poured on us one.Because we belong to his kindnesshe took our sins away.So overflowing in his kindness he took our sins away.Through the blood of his son by whom we are saved.He showered down on us his amazing grace.Because he knows what's best for us in every place.
Thank the god: God.
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Hi, call me trampled
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I saw her sittingHiding softly behind her bookHer big brown eyes flutteredLooking my way
Last night she was with himThe one they call NickWith her promises brokenShe looks away
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Victorious is He
With God... nothing is impossible.Nothing is incredible,nothing is unstoppable.
And with God, everything is possible.Everything is workable.Everything is doable.
When we don't believe his word is true,Don't believe he died for me,don't believe he died for you,
Then we stop Gods work for everyone,Stop it up don't let it run,killed before it has begun.
But when we stand up and take root in him.
Never doubting, never give.Never let our eyes see sin.
Then we show the world who is the boss,paid the debt, paid the cost,hung upon the ugly cross.
Then God can work his mighty deeds once more.Choose his life, tally the score,throw the devils out the door.
And God can perfect his work in us,He sent his holy son Jesus,that we might live victorious!
With God nothing is impossible,nothing is incredible,
nothing is unstoppable.
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Indy near Indy
Rejoice!The bombs that burstdo not do soin vengeancebut so much as in loveThey collide with hopethey destroy in joy
what a paradox
Rejoice!The arrows that flydo not do soin recriminationbut so much as in peaceThey pierce with joythey kill with a smile.
what a paradox
Rejoice!Rejoice!
I hate this holiday sometimesI look forwards to it as well
what a paradox
let us celebrate freedomnot war
Rejoice!
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Jesus take my pain away
Jesus take my wretched soulPour me out and make me wholeSever lust and worldly spiresGive me pure and whole desires
Splice and amputate my hardnessMake me perfect in your sightMake me Lord a sane reflectionNot by power, nor by might
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Measure out a holy portionMeasure out my unclean heartTake me, break me, mold and shape meBring me to the light from dark
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Mindgearschurning
If you are what you are,then do you insist on trying
to be someone else entirely?If life for you is just living,
then why do you insist in finding,
something new to do consistently?And why am I so bored?
Why is there no room in life for thethings that are important?
Only for the urgent, the screamingand for the entertaining.
Things that actually matter are pushedaway like an unwanted step-child.
Things that have no bearing whatsoeverin the face of eternity, get done first.
Why was it a cross?And why was it 33 AD?
why not the 1500's?
Why not now?Why not a guillotine?
Why not 1,000 BCWhy not a burning at a stake?
And why not now?Why not electrocution?
Why not here?Why not now?
Why not me?
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Someone. Somewhere.
I was on the edge of anywhereand I stood motionless beforea sea of tortuous thought and hate
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seething, pulsing, breathing.All I had to do was fish.But I resisted the urge of death."Anywhere but anywhere", I cried out.And He took my handand led me to a somewhere.
I'm just a no-onetrying to tell any-oneabout a some-onewho loves every-one.
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Forever How
Forever how it must hurt youas you sit upon your bedI know what you have readAs you look out of your window
Forever how it does move meto open up my mailand find a letter therethat's addressed from you to me.
Forever how it excites me!
to hear of your adventuresMy missionary sistersailing round the world
Forever how it must make youfeel his mighty poweras you sit and watch for hoursAs the sun plays on the sea.
Forever our lives do go onyear by passing yearwe've cried our parting tearsBut we stay in fellowship
Forever time marches slowlythinking as it goesShe will never knowHow much she means to me
I just got a letterShe's married with three kidsWorking in a missionIn the heart of Africa
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I have three friendswho were therewhen everyone elsewanted to study.
Tim was therewith soap.With Davewith love.And Jasonwith a smile.
I have three friendswho were therewho washed my feetwhile I cried.
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Continent(hungry world)
Antarctica. . . An island oficebergs and Researchers.
Australia. . . An island of
surfing and Aboriginals.America S. . . An island of
prejudice and Catholics.Africa. . . An island of
triumph and Tribals.Asia. . . An island of
mystery and Spiritualists.Europe. . . An island of
fashion and Revolutionists.America N. . . An island of
hypocrisy and Blasphemers.
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Goodbye
Oh, for life so sweet,
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A precious memory never to last.At the end so sudden we meet,The life we shared is gone and past.But for a fragrance, a short lived life,We lived it out, the mountains climbed.
But sorrow passes by me, they do buy,Foreverness waving on clouds of tears now.The mists of life still pass you by,You have forgotten why you came, and how.
Depart we must, but wait one bit,Hold on please one second yet.I'll sing my secret song with you,I'll sing to you a sweet ado.I loved you, and I loved you true.
Goodbye forever, 'twas nice for a while,But each must go their own long mile.To secret places there they join,
With ancient words till now forgotten.
"Goodbye" I cry, upon these waving years,I shall never forget your scarlet tears.
Grow my child in your own true way,Never deny the only true way,This road, destroyed. Never to be repaved.
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hypersOul
but the wOrd is aliveand alive is the wOrdexisting existing existinginside the mind and if shamelessly i shOuld
turn and fall upOn these Handsweathered and stainedwith hOpe and prOmise
i will standlift up yOur trOubled sOul healed before yOur eyeslift up yOur hOly handslift them upin the name Ofthe authOr Of faith legend demigOd
mOrtal life is never enoughsaviOr messiahripped the revOlutiOn
ready tO bleed with lOve
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ready tO feelready tO lovewithOut fear lOve is perfect
lOve is gOdi surrender and is invinciblei rescindtake the fetterskeeping me in
cOpyright by mOrtalfOrmat by pauly
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I remember
I remember Erin and Ted.I remember Fletch and Alex.I remember Roxanne and Wesley.I remember Dawn and Bill.I remember Colin and Dulce'.I remember James and Dennis.I remember Sarah and Christian.I remember Adam and Travis.I remember Alice and Susan.I remember Lisa and Jason.I remember Sammy and Missy.I remember Nyleen and Christian.I remember Joy and Nealy.
I remember a cloudy day.I remember tears rolling down my cheeks.I remember waving goodbye as you drove off.I remember seeing your note.I remember my brother Tim.I remember the black and blue eye.I remember Lonnie and Ted.I remember the look on their faces.I remember regret and secret love.I remember Monopoly and forgiveness.I remember something I forgot.I remember loss.I remember friends.
I remember you.
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"X" means
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X means I'm a sinner saved by grace.X means that there's a choice to make.X means no more of my old life.X means I've been bought with a price.X means He took my ticket to Hell.X means my sins are taken as well.X means Gods stamp on my life.X means Jesus took all my strife.X means life.X means the cross.
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...feeling and shut
Lazy hands make lazy workLazy feet and lazy play.Lazy, lazy I feel so lazy.Lazy's how I feel today.
Sunburnt and lazy. Sleepy and tired.I'm sublime and quiet today.Lazy face and lazy hands.Lazy kings and lazy lands.
I can almost hear the bumblebees.They are humming over the meadow.Eyelids shut. My jaw hangs down.Lazy, lazy days.
I cannot move.I am too slow.I feel so lazy.The feeling never leaves.
I look at those poor tired old bees.My hair is cut short.It does not want to grow.
It is too lazy.
My beard is long.My sword is sharp.My sword is drawn.But I am so lazy.
I am too lazy.Too lazy today.
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You need more of it
My poor dog Spot has more happiness than you do,and he's just a quadruped.He lives and breathes and eats and barksand occasionally gets fed.
My dumb cat Tabby is more relaxed than you are,and she's the mother of twelve.She howls and growls and spits and hissesand lives through children hell.
My catfish Bob has more hope than you do,sitting in my tank.It knows it's lunch for a party of three someday,without so much as thanks.
My turtle Fred has more faith than you do,living in his mobile home.Wishing and praying for a bug to pass by,living his life alone.
My rhinoceros Suzzy has more love than you do,sitting in it's cage.Seething and . . . Oh!
Listen!
You really need to shape up! Stop being stupid!God wants to help you, and to fill you with his Holy Spirit!Get with the program dude! You need more of it!
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Evangelist
Evangelist, Evangelist.Come blow your horn.
Evangelist, Evangelist.is stuck on porn.
Evangelist, Evangelist.
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Take all our funds.
Evangelist, Evangelist.Is on the run.
Evangelist.Blow in.
Evangelist.Blow up.
Evangelist.Blow out.
Who cleans up your mess,Oh mighty Evangelist?
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The bloodied path(thoughts in a tunnel part one)
Forward tracks my feet trod onDrawing me close to my lost homeI hear a hawk up in the skyI feel my soul now start to flyI walk this road, travel this path
And sometimes think of turning backI will climb, climb, forevermoreAlong this path, this lonely shoreFor one is there, He walks with meHe is the Christ, Infinity
Loose-knit threads unravel slowBirds of happiness sing too lowDeep depression feeds and growsInside my soul like a fungus mold
Bruised and battered, scorched and hurtI stumble through the miry dirt
Dragging on, my feet now bleedPicking songs are picking weedsI'll sing for you, I'm still in painI'll bring the truth, I'll stop the trainI'm ready now to stand for youI'm ready now to play the fool
Forward so slow, The distance growsI'm cut and now the blood does flowI'll start the show, I'll be the one
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Your glory to earth, is now forth come
Loose-knit threads unravel slowWinds of life that suck and blowSuppression now begins to showThe slimy fungus, recedes and slows
I'll walk the wire, my shoes won't slipThe lightning cracks now like a whipIt's life or death the pit screams outI shudder now with every doubt
I grab my staff and thunder blowsI feel the surge and my heart growsI feel the awen and hear the cryThe Lord, he swoops down from the skies
Least of the least not worthy, noBut cross the bridge is where I'll goAnd over still I tumble down
I live for you though I may drown
Loose-knit threads unravel slowrevealing pain and burning snowThe road I travel, It leads to youPlease lead me Lord and pull me through
I walk now tall, both strong and proudI'm covered by the Spirit CloudWith Fire by night and cloud by dayLove, Peace, and Joy along the way
His staff and crook now guide my steps
I trust in him, to act, protectTo guide, provide, and show the wayThe Comforter I do obey
The Father, Son, and Holy GhostTo trust in them and love the mostIs my only way to strive, surviveTo live the life, to be alive
Loose-knit threads now fall belowPeace and Love and Joy now flowForward tracks my feet trod onDrawing me close to my lost home.
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He loved by conviction.
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He who lives by preferenceis weaker than He who lives by conviction.
The killer that hides during the dayis often revealed by the moons hidden night.
They that give themselves over to emotionare often times swept past all logic and cascade away.
The torments of temptationare nothing compared to the consequence of sin.
What you do in the secretwill be revealed at the judgment seat of God.
Living in the fullness of the lawdoes not mean that you are just, only law-abiding.
Doing things the good way fails
Since anything that is not of faith is sin.
And he who loves by preferenceis weaker than He who loves by conviction.
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Burn the night
keying in on life when people pass you byprying up wooden boards when children start to crytouching those who care while you wonder whyhe's with you always forever and a dayhe's chilling firesides of burning sins in liveshe's purging molded hearts and mopping up the spillshe's with you always so hard it makes you think
if i could trap time in a bottlei swear i would spend it with youif i could store my tears forever
id wash all of your heartaches awayif i could have one thousand wishesid give each and everyone tooand if i was king for just one dayi would give it all away to be with you
torches torches pass me byburning brightly in the nightlike a flower burning wildlyburn off all of evils blight
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Jesus Jesus your my torchlightyour my hero in the nightJesus Jesus keep a watch Lordward off all of evils blightburn the night
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Flesh fall down
I woke up cold and warmchilled with a burnI found that I desired
nothing but the noisesolemn and somberI burned with fleshI had reached the pinnacleI had climbed the spireBut so much had changedsince thenI fell down allI fellfell downfellfellfell
fellfelldown fleshfall down flesh falldownfallchilled and warmI awakewith the noiseendlesslyfrom the highBut I changedand fellI fell down all
flesh downfall
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We are grinding
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Living Living Living on the outsideGrind Grind Swimming through timeTrying Trying Trying for the right timeTry try try as we mightwe can never without him see it to the other sideFind Find seek and you'll findJesus Jesus he's on our sideRemind your mind that he's on our sideFather Father he is our guiderTrue True the word is all trueHate Hate wisdom and you'll hide herJust as the sky is still bluelove knowledge and hate sinliving free and holy and being born again.Try try to do it on your own nowYour gonna surely fail and wind up facing Helltry try trying for the right timeyou'd better do it now before there's no more time
living living living on the insidefly fly soaring up aboveFreedom laughter living within JesusThe Holy Spirits falling. Landing like a doveBut try try to do it on your ownyou'll just end up falling calling hell your home.You're living living living on the outsidegrind grind dying in time.
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D' End
One end to it all.Five fingers on each hand.Five fingers for sin, for love.One hand to love with.Two hands to kill.One brain determining.
Life and death.Light and breath.
If I love the end...How can I kill?If I crave the bends...Can I keep still?I must love others.I must trust brothers.
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Loving and killing.Blessing and cursing.
Five fingers on each hand.One, two, three, four, five.As well as six through ten.Gentle hands, Terrible hands.
Hands to maim.Hands to heal.One hand good.The other ill.
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Creativity is the stain of the blood from your own personal ethos
A Gepetto has called meA Pinocchio I amI am woodRotting awayCut my stringsLet me goI am aliveThough you see it notLet me GOLET me go
Let ME goI'm all tied up
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"Fretful"(My Alura)
A house fullof empty roomswith only you.
As you breathethe listless breath.
(can I see
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you in misery?)
A garden filledwith empty roseswith only you.
Crying the tearsof undue fretfulness.Clenching the brandof hard shamefulness.
(You see mein your misery?)
A head stuffedwith empty dreamswithout you.
Badgering the houseof achieving greatness
Screaming at thewalls of beautifulness.
(beautifulness?beauty?)
yes...
come in, open, realize, dream, believe.
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Some people never do
Some don't ever realizeThe laughter and joy in your eyes.Some people don't ever find the reason whyBut I know that Jesus cared, for He died.Though it seemed a struggleThough it seemed too hard.
Jesus I know that in truthYou are my only trump card.Those hurting and dying just don't understandThat you stretched forth your all,when you stretched forth your hand.With hinds feet on high places I will striveI'll give my utmost for his highest though I die.Sometimes all those hurdles seem way too highI know I'm not perfect, but with Jesus I try.
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Some people don't find out till it's too late.
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We want you!
Come and join the revelationof the ultimate suffering of the Lord.
Come and see the revelationof the wondrous glory of His word.
Feel the power pulsing onward.Feel the steel grasp of the pull.
Come and find your body wandering.come and die once and for all.
Join the death of your desire.Taste of loves sweet endless fire.
Fellowship and matchless splendor.Die to self, lose all control.
Come and join the revelationof the ultimate suffering of the sword.
Come and see the revelationof the awesome splendor of the Lord.
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Aslan Itch(Reflections of C.S. Lewis and E.C.S.)
I itch away at complacencyuntil it subsides.
Scratching at apathetic views
that I cannot quite reach.I peel away my mediocritywith growing pain.
He ripped away my lack of loveand it all fell away.
In chunks of flesh that I lie among.With blood and scraps of cloth around.I quiver and burn with searing pain.The air is cold. My sinuses drain.
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Plunged down in the untouched pool.I'm born anew to the world of men.New skin, baby and beet is that of mine.The avenging scales of death are gone.
And now, baptized in frozen numbness,I arise no more the dragon, but man.
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Thoughts in the tunnel(Further down the bloodied path)
As I stare out the tunnel of light
I see darkness on either sideDarkness of mind, and of knowledgeDarkness of will, captivated by defeatI will to go there if I wouldBut there I will never find the lifeThere is only one light, but varied darknessA slow hard path I trodTowards a goal I have never seen or imaginedI feel like I'm falling. I'm fallingI'm falling, that is what I feelBut I am not moved by what I feel or seeI am in agreement with no one but my LordSavior and salvation in the vessel of existence
Freedom and joy unspeakable well up within,When I consider His wonderful deeds.But when I see the darkness. . . I freeze.I know that the road I walk is so small.But I walk it no matter what happens.By all means if possible, but only one is.When I fall, I struggle to my feet.Weary legs, dragging, stumbling forward now.Fearing the dark, but draw courage from it.In death I find faith; in horror, joy.
"Taste of me!" it cries. . . the black.It comes up and licks at my shoes. . . pulling.
I struggle, strive, sweat and drag myself through.Bloody stumps trod forward now.I'm almost home, I feel the breeze of eternity.Calling to me, down this tunnel.And I travel, I travel the path of my Savior,Following the shadow and the cross,On the bloodied path, I travel home.
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The burn
Shall I never end this burning sensation?The Lord did signs and wonders for all.But the all forgot the all he had done.He opened up his mouth with teachings and parables.And we shoved our prejudice down his throat.He trod the second mile for us.But we tripped him and whipped him and made him bleed.The sensation started at my hands.I remember when he smiled at me.And I bashed his face in with my club.His well trimmed hair and beard.It was in my hands in bloodied clots.
The anointed one of Israel hung from a thieves gallows.It was my hands that nailed him there.That burning, it scorches and gnaws at my arms.His clothes. . . we stripped him like a whore.We wore our pride like jewelry, and it blinded him.We were drunk on power, but we gave him vinegar.Could he still know? I stabbed him with my spear.The blood, the water, it stank of forgiveness and love.Up my shoulders and around my neck the burning crawls.The birds, flies and bugs ate at him like a carcass.The sun and the wind tortured his mind.The rocks that were thrown, bashed at his bones.The yelling, my cursing, my hatred toward him boiled.
Still the passionate burning persisted until it consumed me.It engulfed me like a living fire.For it was I who killed the carpenters son.It was I who killed him.It was I who nailed him upon two planks of wood and left him to rot.It was I.It was I.It was I.
And the burning still burns.
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Paul writes
In my weakest hour, then am I strongest.
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At my lowest point, then am I highest.With my deepest concerns, I am set free.In the roughest of times, He is in control.In all of my shyness, His power is greatest.In all of my struggles, He has overcome.Through all of my distress, He is victor.When I am weak, then is He strong.I am afflicted in every way, and He is King.He is conqueror and complete master of all.He is carried out in life through my body.So that, He might carry mine someday.I constantly die for Him. Even daily.And so He constantly lives on my behalf.Death works in us, but life in Him.And I believe this, so I speak it.Though my flesh withers, I will not lose heart.My inner man is renewed daily.Minor affliction for now, but reward in the end.The darkness now can't compare with eternity.For the things which are seen are the temporal.
But the unseen, are those eternal.
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All of it.
Time upon time. Line upon line.Faith upon faith. Block upon block.Thought upon thought. Time upon time.Men walked the lines. Waiting for signs.So quickly forgotten. Time upon time.
Every word spoken forth in this realm of existence.Every note played upon the harp of persistence.All lonely days felt in the cloak of resistance.All the typewriters set to the utmost proficience.All monies hidden in vaults underground.All kings and princes who wear golden crowns.
All the tanks and planes couldn't turn it around.It's always the same for the chains are still bound.All of earths strategies could not hold him back.For he wrestled and won against darkness so black.He came not to bring peace, but to bring out a sword.And divide up all houses for the glory set forth.Mother against daughter. Father against son.He's the king of glory. Victory has been won.We do love our lives while the world goes to hell.And we send our money, but why not ourselves.
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For he said to go and not hold back 1%.
I'm frothing and foaming like a horse with no bit.
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Let Him Reign
Here comes the storm againWith the mighty power of its surging rain.Here comes the rushing windAre you ready for that final day?Look out your window nowSee the awesome power of our Gods reign.
Here comes the hard truth boyWill you see him on that final day?
The wind rushes through my hair and courses through my veins.The smell slams me in the face and pushes me to the insane.It's the power of the judgment, the fire of the holy one.It's the revival fire sweeping, sent by his dearest son.
Judgment fall upon the earthThe blessed rise and fall the cursed.Wonders and glory fall upon his sonsThe tale of the end has only just begun.Dreams and visions flow so free
Upon this threadbare tapestry.And so the end has thus begunRevival and judgment are together spun.
The wind rushes through my hair and courses through my veins.The smell slams me in the face and pushes me to the insane.It's the power of the judgment, the fire of the holy one.It's the revival fire sweeping, sent by his dearest son.
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Highway Lady
She passed me at 80I passed her again
She passed me againI stopped for a burger.
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She stopped for gasI passed her again
She passed me againShe passed me at 80.
She had blonde stringy hairand coke-bottled glasses
she passed me againfine, this is my exit anyway.
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What do we care?
As the servant reaches out,But the prince does strike him down.
As the slave does lift her eyes,But the princess does despise.
As the bondsman stands his ground,But the king does make him drown.
As the Son does see the need,
But who does care?
And the Son does see the need.
So the Father seeks their peace.And the Spirit hears them bleed.
So do we care?
Shall the oppressed rise above,When the oppressors smash with clubs?
Shall the mastered now submit,When the masters never quit?
Shall the workers strive and groan,When the bosses strike their blows?
Shall the Son now see the need
When no one cares?
And the Son does see the need.So the Father seeks their peace.And the Spirit hears them bleed.
So do we care?
Do we see things as they really are,Or are we looking from afar?
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Do we see those things unfair,Or do we see the hurting everywhere?
Do we see Jesus in all men,Or shall we see slaves as really friends?
Do we let color-blindness win,
Or should we care?
And the Son does see the need.So the Father seeks their peace.And the Spirit hears them bleed.
Should we still care?
Do you still care?
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Jerisiahs Recollection
I saw the waves crashing, rising, churningI saw the arms older, ruddy, liftedI saw the sea stopping, pausing, thinkingI saw the eyes question, wonder, believe.
In the light of the ramrod golden sun, I sawin the glory of Jehovah's chosen people
in the presence of the outcast prince delivererin the light of the ramrod golden sun, I know.
We ran towards the divide; smiling, laughingwe felt our hearts race; cheering, laughingwe caught up our children; cheering, smilingwe were free from harm, that is what they say.
I heard the chariots, saw the smoke, the dustI cried out the warning, gave the call, the alarmI warned of the impending doom, felt our loss, sorrowIn the light of the ramrod golden sun, I fear.
I saw the waves stopping, pausing, liftedI saw the arms older, ruddy, loweredI saw the waves churning, crashing, fallingI saw the eyes question, fear, and die.
In the light of the ramrod golden sun, I believe.
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If
If I were a very rich man I would sing and danceIf I were a very poor man I would take that chanceIf I ruled or if I was king I would shout out loudIf I worked in an assembly line I would lead the crowdIf I was a wealthy democrat I would hold on trueIf I crossed the border in a raft I would still praise youPraise You
Praise You in the morning Praise You in the eveningPraise You at the sunrise Praise You at its sunsetPraise You at my breakfast Praise You at my supperPraise You at my dinner And Praise You at my lunchA bunch
If I was a plumber or maybe a geologistI would sing and laugh and maybe even do the twistIf I was a miner or maybe a lawyerId have more fun than Huck Finn or even Tom SawyerIf I was a street dweller or a Teenage Mutant TurtleId sing a song and pat a dog and jump across a hurdle
Praise you on the inside Praise You on the outsidePraise you with all my heart Praise you when I need a startPraise you all over Praise you all underPraise you in plenty Praise you in hungerOh bummer
But since Im me and Im not youIll do the things you cannot doIll give you all the same its trueWhen no one really gives a hoot
Praise You every Monday Praise You every TuesdayPraise You every Wednesday Praise You every ThursdayPraise You on a Friday Praise You on a SaturdayAnd Sunday Just for You
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I need you
I need you much moremuch more than water
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much more than foodmuch more than oxygen
much more than my housemuch more than a spouse
much more than clothingmuch more than materials
much more than my healthI need you much more
than I need myself.
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Lord,
Lord, if there is one thing I want;help me not to be dry.Lord, let the well of your loveflow onto others through me.Lord, I'm ready to do your will.Let me shine.Lord, let you shine within me.I want to shine you.Lord, I want you to be in me forever.Thanks.
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My Captain
You are Jehovah the almighty Rock of Ages.Fortress of faith. Towering wonder.
Your castle is high and Impregnable, Impenetrable, Immovable.Your warehouses are full and overflowing.
Your streams are uncrossable.The Leviathan hides your treasures.
A safe refuge in time of trouble.You are my rampart, my battlement, my cairn, my fort.
Your archers can split a hair in two.Your fiery chariots are no match for anyone.
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You assemble your army from among the stones,So that no one may march against you.
You establish your castle forever on your isle of glass.
Camelot, no... Heaven is your dwelling place.
And to you do I run.
You are the General and the Captain of the Faith.
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Sing hallelujah
Sing hallelujah
for the Lord our God, He reigneth.
Sing hallelujah
to the lamb upon the throne
Sing hallelujah
for Jesus came to save us
Sing hallelujah
He's come to take us home!
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One Christ
Fifty stout warriors clad in mail.all wielding spears, waiting to prevail.One hundred horsemen ridingtheir awesome beasts of war.Lances shields and armorshinning they adorn.One thousand archers setin an impregnable fort.piercing careless soldiers
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finding game to sport.Ten thousand chariots gleaming,ten thousand riders strong.An army in an army,so great alone the throng.One million footmen ready,with sword and shield and mail.All ready for their death that dayor waiting to prevail.
One newborn babe, a precious boynot a mighty man at all.
One God, One man, one Christ the lambstands more powerful than all.
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Instructions in pentameter
One day there was a pink flowerAnd she desperately wanted to be blueShe held her breath for a really long timeAnd the pink became blue, and in turn... purple!But then she couldn't breathe!So she sighed with grief,And thought "Oh well, I guess I'm pink."...She then looked to the sky and wished...
"Maybe God will tell me why I'm pink!And she looked to the tree to findA note from her friend the tulip!And it said: "If you were blue, I couldn't be,because God made us all the way we are.If pink became blue, there would be no more you."And the pink flower smiled.
Lines 2-14 (evens) written by Mandie MacLeanLines 1-15 (odds) written by PaulyCopyright 2003 by pauly hart
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Risen Lord
Just as I am here now and forevermore,So is Jesus Christ the risen Savior.Both of my reasons I live my life for him,
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Because of his love and my love for him.The life you live is sweet but then gone.Live it quickly or slow, but please the Son.Pillars of strength are rivers of weakness.In the light of the world without Jesus.Your heart and your mind and your Spirits sightBelong to God the Father and God the Light.Earrings, make-up, fast cars, shopping malls, death.Living in materialism and lostness and sin yet.Grace and truth and love and faith and the word areAlive and growing towards each other and towards us.Everything in the world will one day perishAnd all that will be left will be the invisibleHeaven and Earth will pass away,But his word will never change.
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Indigos Opening
Your eyes are shutMine are crustedbut i see more than youI am knowledgeI am powerI am...
lost
i... feel so losti feel?i have been aroundhumans too long
all power is no powercompared to you*thoughtful muse*humans are immunewhen choice becomes them
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Queer
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'what was under the bed?'he asked himself,over and over...all night long.
'what was in the closet?'she asked herself,under the covers...all night long.
'what was in the basement?'they asked theirselves,up in their rooms...all night long.
probably something queer.
but they never found out,because when morning came,they went out to play,
because it was spring.
but it was something queer,later that night.
definitely something queer.
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The artist formerly known as Lucifer
There is no poem here.
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Too Late
i lie awakeat nightand smell the ozoneburning from my heatertheplastic melts and thecore cracks spilling
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itself onto my carpetit is still plugged inmelting my floorcatching it alighti turn over i try notto think about it toomuch by now my floor is on fireflameslicking the drapesand my newspaperthe room is engulfedand ipull the sheets overmy head to avoid the smokebut by now i am unconsciousdue to lack of oxygenthe door explodes openand flames race into the new-foundfood-sourcemy bed is burning
my flesh is bubblingmy bones are charringand the neighbors watchlike i watchedthe world watchesChristians watchI WatchAND WE DO NOTHINGWHILE THE WORLDBURNS FOREVER IN HELL ! ! !
just like my room
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Indigo Dark Burn Introduction
I search, and find nothing...I soar the tides, I surf the winds...Eternity moans and breaths unto me: nothing.I shall continue, I shall find that lost desire.
I, Indigo, shall return.Do you believe me?You must.*Evil Grin*I know what you do not.You will believe.
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falling into sin
I think that I feel like a zombieall these years that I walk aloneI look for places i've never been togive me something that I needbet what it is I do not know
I kill for sunlight lusting for moreI feel life but am blind, deaf, dumbLife death light dark you me themtemptation
Lift the Yuletide at the chorusI am a zombie
A shadow of things that arepast and discouraged
I am kissing under the mistletoe before she sees meI want to taste her
I take bodies behind house and chew yum
Where am I and why am I in this place...
...and...
...ohmygod...
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Indigo Dark Burn Part One
Angel bright flurried starflyer
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Do you believe me?*Angst smile*Angel bright, wonder love.I come from Bolivia... to here, to hear.Do you believe me?*Frustrated smirk*Demon knight, wonder love.I come from yonder, to find life.I reach, I preach, I forget nothing.I am infinity, I am the universe.
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Indigo Dark Burn Prelude Interruption
Dark burn... I, IndigoI ever search... I am infinityI started in the mind.I started in Bolivia.You must believe me.
{Hateful smile}
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Fun in Evil
You human kind dreamOf life so free and niceWhen all you really knowAre feelings shod with iceI know you more than youI recognize you in sleepWatching ever faithfullyA Kosmocrateraus is me
Fun is evil and the sameIs Evil fun for meI cannot be the judge of saneBut Semjaza is my nameFun in evil is my soulAnd wretchedness is youFor I alone will hold you nearWhen Satan comes for youDo not be deceived my loveFrom Christians and their hope
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For decadence and sloth decayare found on MTVFor I can't be the judge of saneAzazel is my name
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Temptress
Mirror of mire.Dreamland despair.
Wonderful waste.I call louder.
The Dragon comes.
She smiles on me.Laughter.
Leering.Lust and despair.
Smiles and smearing.Destructive demise.
Cooperative Corruption.I shout to the wind.
She comes swooping.Bearing her chest.
With all her scales.Yelling and looking.
Lost and befouled.
I attract this beast.She tools my best.
My soul does baste.I encountered my doom.
And then some.She smiles.
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Underscored for life(Indigo on a lunch break)
Underscored am Iforsaken I am- lucid smile -forgetful is heno forgiveness still
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for my kindI shall burnforever- disquieting grin -I do not mindit so much
for I who roamedonce in your lifeyou shall now bewith meforever
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Sinner Suck
Oh it must suck to be the epitomeof regret.
Oh you think you live for thepleasure of man.
Oh denying not the lifethat you lead.
You want it all but
care not for Christ.
Die in your sins and blameit all on God.
Sinner sinner, sinner sinner sinnersinner sinner.
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Dance into the darkness
All the while I stood there waiting.All the time you sat debating.Would you ask me for a dance?You did not even cast a glance.
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I died for you in your place.I cried at your sinful disgrace.So I get shoved now out of the way.I see your promise fade into gray.
I've given all and still I give.You've taken all and yet you live.Apart from me, no care, no plea.No need you ever see for me.
I'll cry all day you've lost the way.I'll curse the day you disobeyed.For even though I know you well.That blatant sin sends you to hell.
"Father" I beg, "Have mercy please"."On those refusing to dance with me"."Cast them not out to the left"."Father" I cry, "Your sheep I've kept!"
(Dream on you fool while ice grows hard.Bridging their hearts into the dark.Dark chasms yell tormenting screams.On fallen children I will feed!)
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sucker too
broken shards of potterylay at the feet of the soldierand the precious waterwas sucked into the thirsty sandhe was a goner now, he knewand he felt himself toobeing sucked into the sandand he was
i hate sin
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Hunter of Dark
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nighttime sleeperevening weeps and thinksdestruction nears and bleedsnighttime sleeps
I am aroused by the new moon.A lifeless circle of black.I am aroused and awakened.I am the wolf on the hunt.No one sees my invisible shape.I am the wolf in the shadows.I am betrayed by the starlight.The cosmos stretches dizziness.I am deceived and detained.I am the Nighttime-Lord.King of Vampires.I love the dark.I probe.
nighttime awakens
hungry red eyessearch feel and probenighttime awakens
probe searchprobe findsearch probesearch findfind probefind searchfind you
capture you
captures youi capturei will catch you
i am vampirici am a formi am a demoni will catch you
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Prepare the fire!
The life, the changing, the sweet rearranging!The death, The burning, The hell fires are churning!His touch, His love, The heart flying higher!The burn, Your turn, get ready for the fryer!
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