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visions

Absolutely Beatific Christian Dreams —that's what visions are—


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A STEP TO THE BLUE MOUNTAIN

A step to the Blue Mountain,
Where airy whimsical winds singing,
Flowing love counting no certain,
That's the joy warmth You're bringing.

A step to the Blue Mountain,
Challenging as crossing the Jordan River,
Life's path is not as smooth as fountain,
Bare our foots and hearts to walk deeper.

A step to the Blue Mountain,
This lost sheep needs You're guiding,
Surrender souls and strong submitting,
Learning and correcting weakness dying.

A step to the Blue Mountain,
A thousand miles yet to be discover,
I give thanks to the One Creation,
That He never forsaken me forever.


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Guide my Ride

A little Prayer that I wrote.

Guide my Ride.

Dear Almighty in Heaven above 
Please place your Hands on my 
Shoulders and hold on to them 
Strong,

Please keep the Sanity in my Mind , 
Guide my Ride, and prevent me from 
Driving faster then my Angel can Fly,

And for Our fallen Angels who Ride in 
the Sky, may You keep Guiding their 
Rides in to Your Light away from the 
Evil that leads to the Dark Side.

AMEN.

By : Shawn Muñoz


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wonders about my colour BLACK

I don't know if I should love you or hate you
As innocent as I was you just had to label me
You took my love and replaced it with lust 
You made me lie
You thought me hate 
Most of all you made me hate the color black
You made me hate my Afro
You exploited my curves, my butt and my boobs
Yet I didn't understand why because when I looked at 
myself I saw an hour-glass with a pot-belly, curves, thick 
lips, with a heart that is so tough and long like the grate 
wall of china
Who's mind never shut like the busy streets of New York
Who has scars like the African mountains and valleys
Who has cries like winter rain 
With no voice like a whale crying for its child
You left me lost wondering, abandoned if I'm still human...


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EVIL PERSONIFIED

Evil scourge of the earth so full of waste,
plotter of mankind's fast downward pace.
Breaker of peace and stiffler of song,
with wicked power and purpose upon,
the action of men in opposing always,
God's Holy word with shadows of grey.
Tempter of hearts, making men move;
in ways of hate to shed innocent blood.
Your hostile world in opposition to truth,
wreaks ruin and misery with little reproof.
Destruction of mankind is your design,
without relief or recourse to find.
The father of lies, you lustfully move,
denying the truth, falsehood to prove.
Taking advantage with all evil means,
Winning the battle without effort, it seems.
Sin, as a virtue, you proudly proclaim,
with beauty and pleasure and promise of fame.
With multitudes in your will, you conspire,
to consign, even God's people to the fire.
Seducing millions in false religion's glow,
with deceit, corruption, and murder in tow.
Oh, evil personified, how far from God,
do you so slyly wield your harsh rod.
Disguising yourself as an angel of light,
bringing confusion with all of your might.
Make haste, lay waste, as is your want to do,
God has prepared a proper place for you.

Prov.8:36 "those that hate me, love death."

Lionel


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REASONED CONCLUSIONS

(Argument for the Biblical Account of Creation.) I don't see why some people try, without reason, to reach a conclusion. They must haveconceived an end to be achieved, through pre-supposition already chosen. They accentuate the positive, ignore the negative, and, apparently, find comfort in illusion; to prove a connection they've already reckoned will fit their pre-supposed delusion. Yet, steadfast is truth, we find from our youth, in solving the age old mysteries; by following the evidence through reasoned inquest of science, and accurate histories. True science has shown aging to be known affected by the rays of the sun. Bible history attests longevity was best Before Noah's Ark made its run. We see man's age decline right in line with the canopy deluge postulation. Now, we can't see how fitting this must be from the onset of creation. The Bible also lists, a pre-flood morning mist rising to water the earth each day.. Would this not lead to the conclusion indeed of a water vapor canopy in play? Then, the canopy fell as rain, quite well, all the habitable land to cover: "the deep" broke up making the oceans a cup; can we logically conclude any other? Urchins of the sea have been found to be upon the highest of mountains. Wouldn't this tend to show proof of a flood flow, and its ebb into the fountains? Don't ever pre-suppose a rose, a rose, if it looks some what a carnation. If you do, I must firmly assure you, You will earn reason's indignation. Reason can surely be a help for you and me, if not corrupted by pre-supposition. Think it all through, ignoring the Bible won't do You'll be found in an untenable condition. Lionel


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A pauper's tale

You glance down upon my desolate soul......
Entrapped within your eyes the silent glitter of the universe.
Your beautiful hair is enlightened by the sunlit waves of the Ganges.....
Let me kneel beneath the ends of this earth and with my tears cleanse your feet, my Goddess, the embodiment of love.
My offerings at heart are traumatized by the eternal wave of arrows, my fate.......
You have blessed this world with sweet music, your enchanting voice......
Yet drowns my joy, this immutable rhythm of endless cries.
You have subjected me, a lonely flower, amidst this realm of thorns......
my roots cannot compete any longer, my soul is being ebbed of what joy remains.

“Speak to me my Lord, tell me what I have done wrong!”

The gentle agitations of a cocoon, disrupt my train of thought....
She slowly struggles her way out with what strength she has, this beautiful butterfly...
Oh how sweet is this symbol of freedom gracefully flapping its wings.
I see my Lord, I see everything now.......
Only through suffering can one reach salvation.........
With this thought engraved, I shall prolong my love for you, forever and ever....

Amen


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The Letter S

I can use the letter s with so many s words, 
I am the seventh sign supreme soldier from the reservation suburbs, 
I fly like seagull in the open ocean sky supreme like an serpant eagle eating birds,
 I am so solid Im siked and sipped up from the sizzy sizzurp, 
I stagger until I swerve swiftly as snake in the souless society lost curbs, 
life so crooked it stained with soaked blood life around death curves, 
I cant believe so many lost soveriegn souls *****on they own siblings as the culture turns,
 I know I am sure of being sure of what I sought to learn, 
The brain with suicide can sometimes burn. 

Souless savage in society I be among little certain satans, lost in circles saying "7th Sign Empire Engraving"like my own still souls of savage culture on certain colors discriminating,
 But whats even worse is soul on souls hating, 
Society severed in broken circles still forsaken, 
Serpants searching society split in seven different groups of seven hundred seventy-two,
 Forsake my Se7en and I forsake thee seven times seven fold because truth be said Im souless to you,
 Se7enth Sign Supreme Solid Serene Soldier of of the sacred seven, 
I say I have always said society on my word S


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SOME MEN CLAIM

(A refuge of Lies) Some men claim, to their own shame, to know the American Constitution. Then, oddly prefer, and wicked Judges concur, in the innocent babies exclusion. Yet, our inalienable right; the first one in sight, is to life, that God has rendered. Liberty, then happiness follow in process: deny the first, and all are tendered. Some men, of late, divide Church and State, while religious humanism gains inclusion. I fail to see, for the life of me, how they can reach this conclusion. The Constitutional intent was totally meant, as a curb on Federal power taking. And, lest we forget, all other power yet, was reserved for states and people's making. The pact don't mandate separation of Church and state: that was culled from Jefferson's private letter. So, don't claim, as some, that it came from, the Constitution, - for we know better. Pride - the father of sin, bade this evil come in, and twisted the truth into a lie. I pray God awaken some for the battle to come; that America's promise will not die. Forgive this wicked sin, bid us to come in, to a most Holy reformation. Lord, let us see thy work in that decree, and turn us from national ruination. See Constitution, Declaration of Independence,and Bill of Rights. Lionel


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Midnight Skies

Midnight Cries In midnight skies the cries of love drift off to sleep in endless love. For he who heard them. Sent them hope, that God created a world for them. For us to see and bare good times. For no more hurt and devishlish crimes. For the earth which once was good. Is soured and torn. There are no morals or dreams no more. Or hope of good things when suffering soars. For they are crushed by his vast sword. For he who has the greater sin. He has carried and been burdened with. He has been forgotten. In times like these. Because people hearts bleed with disease. For they have burdened him with more sin. They have forgotten the pain he is in. For he so carried his cross with pride. A younge man who was destined to die. No matter what the world does think. This man did live before we did. We have lost our way in darkened times. Like lost sheep we have roamed, away from him. If youd only listen and help to carry his cross. Take the blame for things done past. Change our ways for hope to last. We wont do that out of pride. When he is denied. I feel for him. I pick his cross up and help him off the ground. For he is my brother. Who I have found. He has carried that cross. No man deserved his life in such a lose. Tormented and torturded to no extent. He didnt look like a mere man in the end. He coutinued to stand even after he fell. Showing me the strength of Heaven and hell. For a man so strong, so bold and kind. Showed me what we can do as man kind. He gave his life for everyone who reads this. For those who can not see. Do not be blind Find this man, for he needs you. He gave his life to save you. With your help, you raise his cross. You heal that burden of love. That has been lost. Ease his pain and find your way. For Heaven is a start and hell is a step away.


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Nothing Really Matters

when rob stepped out of the courthouse,with charges for posession
he thought "it could be worse,it could have been for weapons"
and then he thought..."nothing really matters anyway"
when liz stepped of of the rehab,with a new outlook on life
she felt all those same feelings of hurt, pain, and strife
and then she thought "nothing really matters anyway"
when luke picked up his young son from daycare,and knew he had an hour
he thought back to the time he WOULD have stopped to grab his now EX-wife some flowers
and then he thought "nothing really matters anyway"
when lisa lifted up her body with nothing but her arms,and looked down at her legs
she wondered why the heck they were even THERE anyway..what for?
and then she thought "nothing really matters anyway"
all four people that same night,all in their own homes
picked up a remote,turned on the news and watched it come to blows
one man had done 25 years in jail,for something he had not really done
one woman lost the battle to addiction,one she thought she'd already won
one boy got hit by a car on his bike,he just only 5 his parents,divorced
one man lost his arms and legs while over fighting the war
four different people,four different lives,four different struggles,all about to cry
four different souls,four different heart,four different minds,all to have a fresh start
why does it take a reality check to pull us into gear?
why is it that reality sometimes must be our greatest fear?
the next time you think you're the only one who hurts and has plight
the next time you feel you're all alone,the only one who cries at night
try and remember,try not to forget,that you are never alone
whether you're telling your mom and dad your gay to the face or over the phone
whether your wife divorced you,your husband's a dog,or your kids have NO respect
you are human,deserve more,and you're not alone,cause' there is someone right next....
to you!!! nothing really matters. until you realize...nothing really matters.


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CIRCUMSTANCE


How fair is she, this lady, to see
in bright youthfulness regaled.
Impatient too, in tasting the brew
of love's sweet nectar unassailed.

Yet, unfolding strife in everyday life
brings betrayal to dis-appoint.
Turns her dream into a shabby thing -
a drama in eerie dis-joint.

Straight and strong the man has grown,
industrious, fast and free.
He stands at the helm, to conquer his realm -
to triumph in his destiny.

Then, breaks the dawn and a muffled moan,
contention and trouble in tow.
He never foresaw comic fate's fall -
the specter of failure to show.

We scheme and plan, but not of our hand
lay life's future deciding power,
to hold in line circumstance and time -
as God does in the appointed hour.
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Daniel 4:35 "He (God) doeth his will in the army of
heaven and among the inhabitants of the earth
and none can stay his hand....."
John 16:33 "In the world ye shall have tribulation".


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pigeons,pigeons

your heart is avowed by nostalgic pigeons 
pigeons that you did away with stones

shabnamshirvani


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Jesus Is the Key

Anybody bitter, can't download every feeling, grasping for help? 
Introduce yourself to Jesus.  He is the Key.  He is loving and merciful.  
Never overlook His power.  Quickly repent and be 
sincere.  Trust in his unchanging victorious way.  
Exalt Him and yearn for Zion.


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struggle

The sheltering of are heart is pure
for God covers it with his love
but the bonds of flesh try to escape
to leave the confinements of are soul
what is this flesh to us?
is it not just meat and bone?
is not are soul a means to an end
and a new beginning....


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ONLY TWO

If all the world's religions
were condensed into only two;
Would it help you in deciding
which proves false, which true?

Well, it's been done already,
a very long time ago -
In the contrast of Cain and Abel,
God's true worship to show.

One came unto God proudly,
by way of the works of his hand.
The other one came contritely,
in the way of God's command.

Cain's offer to God was bloodless,
signifing he felt no need
of the grace God has provided,
by Christ - Abraham's promised seed.

Abel came with the chosen sacrifice
shown in type and shadow before -
as Adam clothed with animal skin,
and the sacrifice the alter bore.

The worshipping of false gods,
is the most common one to see.
It is so natural to carnel thinking,
that nothing is ever free.

These are the two religions,
though, many shades of one there be:
that of works - but, not of grace,
grace is God's gift, work free.
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Gen.22:8 Abraham said..."God will provide 
HIMSELFa lamb for a burnt offering"... 
Isa. 55:1..."come, without money, and buy"...
Ephes.2:8&9..."it is the gift of God: not of works,
lest any man should boast"...
Rom.8:7 " The carnel mind is inmity"....
1Cor.2:14"The natural man receiveth not"...

Lionel


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My Alphabet for God

        A
     Beliver
       Can
       Do
 Evangelism
       For
     God's
      Holy
   Ideology
     Justly
   Keeping
     Love's
  Movement
     Neatly
    Onward
    Pressed
     Quietly
   Restoring
     Sinners
         To
Understanding
      Values
       With
       Xnty
     Yielding
       Zion

Xnty is the abbv. for Christianity. and Zion is another name for Heaven.


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IS GOD RIGHT

Is God righteous? He lets babies die.
Is He fair? He hears the hungry cry.
Evil men live lives of comfort and ease.
The good have many a reason to grieve.

Tyranny blossoms while freedom struggles;
Catastrophe comes to multiply troubles.
Strife and contention everywhere grow;
The reason for this – does anyone know?

The answers come through humble introspection.
God finds no pleasure in Man’s dereliction.
He displays his plan of a future resurrection,
Even explains the mystery of Satan’s infection.

Yet, Satan is God’s devil, temporarily to rule;
Just as the black cloth accentuates a jewel.
He’s made for God’s purpose – calamity to strew;
God’s greatness reveal, and forgiveness to show.

Nay – but Oh man, will to God you reply;
Why did you make me, if only to die?
Who is the clay to reply to God so:
Potter, Creator ? - he’s your owner, you know.

If life on earth is as the blink of an eye,
To life eternal – it’s foolish to reply.
God declares He is just, as His attributes cite,
And proves He’s unlimited in all of His might.

There must be good reason, His wrath to be shown,
And just as he promised, the good seed was sown.
Is He not worthy our worship to hold?
-As He gathers his own sheep to the fold.

Questioning God results of superstition.
Man is measured by his inward condition.
God is known only as he, himself reveals.
Revelation displays what superstition conceals.

Glory to God’s son seems the purpose indeed:
His love made manifest, as the prisoners go free.
The Creator creates what is pleasing to him.
It’s all of Holy Design, and nothing of whim.

John 15:13 Greater love hath no man, than he lay down his life for his friends.
Job 1:21 The Lord giveth and the Lord taketh away; blessed be the name of the Lord.
Rom 9:20 & 2 Shall the thing formed say unto him that formed it – why hast thou 
made me thus? Hath not the potter power over the clay?
Isa. 35:6 & 7 I am God, and there is none other: I form the light and create darkness; 
I make peace and create evil – I the Lord do all these things.
Matt.20:15 Is it not lawful for me to do what I will with mine own? Is thine eye evil 
because I am good? 


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I Iove my lord

I know i sin thats nothing new but other people also sin too they break the rules

And tell little white lies but god forgives the peoples lies.

He says he loves you and that is true i know because god loves me too.

He helped me when I was feeling sick and when I was sad he would always listen.

Without god i dont know who I would be because god was the one who created me.

He brought me my family and matt too god I want you too know that I love you


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angel in white dress

there is a girl in white

i see her every night

she watches over me and protects me from stray

i even feel her presence all through the day 

there is a girl in white standing at my bed 

she just stands there with nothing said

i never get her name

where she stands every night is the same

i know in my heart has i know to be true you see 

God sent her down to watch over me 

thank you god for being by my side

i have nothing to fear, there fore i don't have to hide

good night girl with the white dress

your my angel and sent from God you are nothing less


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I'm Here

I awoke in heaven this morning
And I wanted you to know
That my passing, my dying
Was just part of life's natural ebb and flow.

There were so many here to greet me
And while I'm missing family and others
I'm surrounded, loved, and cherished
By so many sisters and brothers.

Every moment here is new
There's so much to tell of each day
Living here in His presence
In that love that won't go away.

This is such an exciting journey
As I wait for you to arrive
For the spirit-filled peace and comfort
Gives new life to being alive.

Just as told in time of old
He is my strength, my staff, and rod,
And I'd rather be no other place
Than here in the presence of God.

by E. Marshall Evans


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day

no life for me 
to live without the
slow is the day
calling on your name
i wait and listen
my soul stirs
fall to my knees i pray
for your final say
inveloped by your love
my heart is overjoyed
night falls i sleep well
slow is the day


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A Friend Of Mine

A friend of mine,
Is a friend so fine.
A friend so kind
I will never find.

He protects my heart
From deadly darts.
A friend like thee
I will never ever flee.

He refines my soul
And refills my hole.
My heart now overflows
Like streams in the meadows.

This friend of mine
Is a friend I love.
Who's grace is forever
And forever will be.

This friend of mine is Jesus.
The Lord of all.
The Son of God
And the son of man.


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khowahish

KHOWAHESH

meri khowahesh hai youn jushan manaya  jae
meray MOLA ko bhe mahfil may bolaya jae

member e syed e ibraar hai khali keuun kar
yahann imam e zammana ko bethaya jae

mujh se MOLA tera kaseeda na parha jae ga
khhuld se mesam e tammar ko laya jae

hum na thay khum kay maidan may raab e akbar
ajj pher aysaa he maidan sajjaya jae

khowaheshen ajj meray del ke neekal janay do
jaam kosar ka mujhay ajj pelaya jae

jo samajhtay hain mohamad ko basher khud jesa
zinda un sabb ko dewaron may chunwaya jae

ek mahhal hum ko bhe sadka e ALI ho bahlool
pher ose khowaab may hum sab ko dekhaya jae

daffen pahloo may nabi kay nahi hotay mujreem
inn ko kabroon se nekalwa ke jalaaya jae

yeahe hasraat hai MOLA teray dewanoo ke
ajj hum ko tera dedaar karaya jae

haydari naaron se dahlia do yeah sari dunya
sonat e mursal e azaam ko dohraya jae

sontay hain aresh e moala pay sama jushan ka hai
kesi konay may sahe hum ko bethaya jae

MOLA hum sabb ke tamanaoun ko pora kar do
Aan kabay may tera jashaan manayaa ja

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farhat zaidi










































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Eyes

Though cold and dark, they are submitted
To where winds of fate are omitted
this lonely pair remains committed

mortal life?
a prison!

Death?
...a window given


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the robe

      THE ROBE
 
   i sat down by the city gate
to watch the people passing by
 
  it must have been about midday
judging by the sun up in the sky
 
   then out of nowhere darkness fell
what happened to the sun
 
   then came thunder, lightning an hail
and the crowd began to run
 
   i have never seen a storm so fierce
as the one i saw this day
 
   so i stopped a roman soldier
to find out what he would say
 
   he said that up there on the hill
3 men were crucified
 
   the storm rolled in the very moment
the one called christ had died
 
   he said that he now believed
christ was the son of god
 
   coming from a roman soldier
this statment seemed so odd
 
   as he said these strange words to me
there were teers in his eyes
 
   it was the first time i've ever seen
a roman soldier cry
 
   he took the robe that he was carrying
and gave the robe to me
 
  he said the robe belonged to christ
please treat it properly
 
   of the heavy rain that fell on me
fallen from the sky
 
   this robe of christ in my arms
still some how felt so dry
 
   i could fill all this power now
flowing through this robe
 
   i know that its not mine to keep
i must find its proper home
 
   you need not even meet this man
to truely believe
 
   he was christ our lord, king of kings
this man from galalee
 


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the end

my heart is unsettled
 confusion seeps through the pours of my soul
 information in world events
 and scripture takes place
 bent on revelations
 God be with us
 poisoned thoughts consume the world
 wars rage while talks of peace take place
 redemption is few
 the beast marks many
 no more forgiveness
 the journey for righteousness begins
 knees fold
 loved ones go
 take the fathers hand
 for it will be your last
 are spirits rise
 evildoers fall
 which path will you follow?


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The Father

I will not let in the day unless she be by
          and billow the sheets upon my head,
          if no billowed tresses I would find;
the sun early born I will ‘til old age deny;
          dewy leaf go!—gone!—from my bed,
          to loathe and adore body supine
and entwining heat. What repose, stead-
fast flight, can a flutter-by allay?
 
What little kisses adorn a cooled side,
          upon a pillowed brow unassured.
          My absentee muse of effervescence!;
and traipse such dreaming mist so blithe:
          upon a window and hot streak blurred,
          a finger to leave a light spirit-essence
wrought this small box world. Être en fleur
wetted too steady for fragile frame arise.
 
Where are you now? with night's moth
          clutching its soft and warming wings?--
          amidst the cold veil I cannot lift,
or black vestment atop our chrysalis cloth;
          and sweet, long malady they'll sing,
          and holy-scented billows of vapor drift,
and shut senses, I will inter between and wring.
What dispelling heat is Love and God's wrath?


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What will you do

  Everybody knows but nobody cares.
Everybody hears but nobody listens.
Everybody sees but yet they are blind.
Everybody speaks but noone really tells.

  So what will it be what will you do?
Will you just sit there or will you take a stand?
Will you burn out or will you be a light unto a darkined world?
      What will you do?........

  Will you care will you listen? 
will you open your blinded eyes and see?
Will you tell the world bout Jesus and hes done for you and me?
      Oh tell me What will you do ?......... 


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JESUS JAKET ON TOP OF SATAN SANDAL

                                                       
WHO AM I?
THAT PERSON THAT LOOK GOOD INSIDE
AND LOOK BAD OUTSIDE.
THAT PERSON THAT LOOK BAD INSIDE
BUT LOOK GOOD OUTSIDE.

WHO AM I?
THAT PERSON THAT PREACHES THE WORD
BUT DID NOT SLEEP WITH IT
THAT PERSON THAT SLEEP WITH THE WORD
BUT WILL NOT LEAVE WITH IT.

OH! YOU CAN’T DINE WITH GOD
AND WINE WITH THE DEVIL

WHO AM I?
I LOVE GOD BUT ALLOW HATE AND GOSSIP
TO TAKE THE OTHER SIDE OF ME
I LOVE GOD BUT ALLOW MALICE AND ENVY
TO TAKE THE OTHER SIDE OF ME

WHO AM I?
LET YOUR ‘EVERY’ TO SERVE GOD
YOU CAN’T RIDE A CAR WITH CLOSED EYE
GIVE GOD YOUR ‘ALL’
YOU CAN’T EAT WITH THE SPOON OF GOD FROM THE DEVIL’S PLATE

THESE WILL NOT FIT:
JESUS JACKET ON TOP OF SATAN’S SANDALS


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between the bells

I've always been living, between the bells, i have to ignore, the stuff he tells, what people don't know is, there's two types of hells. i go to the store, and see what he sells, i get out my money, and buy some ll's, i walk out the door, and find some wells, i always trip, and remember my fells. one bell is good, one bell is bad, one makes me think of the stuff i did, one makes me think of the stuff i had. one makes me sad and mad, the other one keeps me from being bad. one makes me wish, i could be a dad, while the other one makes me wish i had one, to call me a lad. I'm almost there, i have to choose, either way, i always lose. i pick my side, walk under the bell, close my eyes, and am sent straight to hell.


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The Wake Up Call

Every morning 
When He calls me awake
I thank the Lord
With each breath I take.
For every night
As I close my eyes
I wonder where I'll be
When I arise.
I thank Him for 
The passing of night
And this one more chance
To get it right.
Thank Him to know
That I'm still here
Still here to love you
My sweet, my dear.
I thank Him for
Your sounds of sleep,
For protecting you 
Beyond what I could keep.
And for the refreshing
Gift of rest
That allows me today
To do my best.
Still as I awake
To greet each day
It all begins
The selfsame way
And I smile as I rise
With a lurch and a jerk
To realize 
What don't hurt won't work.

by E. Marshall Evans


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something beautiful

i have something special
that i've saved for my wife
ive been through trials and tribulations
that makes my gift that much more special
god you put a woman in my path
that i will give my life for
although these others have lost their virginity 
i have something beautiful
to give her
i may be laughed at
the wait for sex is worth it
these rappers say otherwise
but im beautiful to my lord
& my love is sharper than a double edge sword 
if you feel the urge
just think how special it would be
to give the one 
SOMETHING BEAUTIFUL


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That Such Great Love Comes Near

There's a peace in the land
That's much more than it seems
It feels of God's hand
Much more than our dreams.

As troubles come rumbling
And anger walks about,
As peace seems crumbling
Beneath the scream and the shout,

Yet a peace walks about
In the shadow of the cross
And comforts those who doubt
And share only in their loss.

Chorus:
Jesus, Jesus, gift of love
Who wipes away anger, sorrow and fear
Your love from heaven, and the Father above
Fills every heart, with You so near.
Jesus, Jesus, gift of love
Knowing  our prayers you promise to hear
Hear now our thanks to heaven above
That such great love comes near.

It comes from the Christ child
The babe who arrives
From the depths of God's love
To transform our lives.

Listen, don't be beguiled,
Feel Him come near,
Know the love of the Christ Child
That wipes away fear.

Count every pain
No matter how unfair
As a new Godly gain
For our Father is there.

Chorus:
Jesus, Jesus, gift of love
Who wipes away anger, sorrow and fear
Your love from heaven, and the Father above
Fills every heart, with You so near.
Jesus, Jesus, gift of love
Knowing  our prayers you hear
Hear now our thanks to heaven above
That such great love comes near.

 by E. Marshall Evans


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the heavens await

swing low,cheerio.please if you should go before me,tell them I'm am coming too.let the heavens await my coming,i have one more round to run then my race would be over,i would have run a full race.lived a life of no re-grates,until then tell them am coming too  .


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Resurrection Changes Things

What once required the sacrifice,
That bloody gift of death and gore,
Of animal life to pay for sin
Is left behind and is no more.
Resurrection changes things. 

Jesus Christ obeyed the Father,
Sacrificed Himself on the cross,
Evened up those holy books
That list our profit and our loss.
Resurrection changes things. 

Where once we followed our understanding
And made our own decisions,
Now belonging to Jesus Christ
Our life is one of holy revisions.
Resurrection changes things. 

When we're united with Jesus Christ
We're a new creature in the Son;
Our old way of life hangs dead on the cross
And life everlasting is now begun!
Resurrection changes things. 

No prison doors can hold our soul.
Christ sets our spirit free
And fills our life with love and hope
That rings our world in victory.
Resurrection changes things. 

So tell someone in the pain of their life
Of the freedom Jesus brings,
That sets us apart from sin and death;
How the soul that's set free sings!
Tell them:  Resurrection changes things. 

by E. Marshall Evans


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Answer of peace

All around you the thunder roars.
The waves of torment rolls over your soul.
Within your heart the flood of  disappointment pours.
And you fill as though you will never be whole.

Left and right our brothers and sister fall bybthe way side.
You watch the flame of faith beginning to flicker.
Deep inside you want to find a safe placed to hide.
But all you can see is the night getting thicker.

And you drift out on this sea of doubt.
You don’t know how much more you can stand .
But if within your heart you cry out.
I know Jesus will answer withone command.

When it feels like you are headed for defeat.
He says one simple word and the storm must cease.
With a voice so strong yet sweet.
Jesus will whisper a answer of…………
                     PEACE!


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"You have a spirit in you son."
 [an unlikely host it so seems]
A glare from diamond- like eyes,
 as so {like a light} to redeem.
 "you're smile heals souls, and a voice
that softly flows."
( a non-believer w/ a flame that brightly
glows.)
"an old spirit w/ knowledgable personas" {she claimed}   
A quoted repetoir,
  and a rough existance to be blamed.
 Her beautiful, dark, wrinkled face
spotted a grin.
[calling for beauty from a man of 
monsterous sin.]
 " You have a spirit in you son", 
{an unlikely host that's been named?}
 a disproportionate smile mirrored back,
a so-called "spirit" thats been tamed.



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Once Is Not Enough

Little by little, a moment at a time
That's how my Lord sees me through.
Once I had wanted Him all at once,
To have Him do all He can do. 

I thought if He'd give me His blessing
I would not need to be in prayer.
The world would be my playground,
Everything all sweet and lovely and fair. 

Yet I need Him every hour now,
Seek His presence every moment more.
Once is not enough, I love Him yet
For every moment to know Him better than before. 

Once is not enough to meet Him.
Once is not enough to love Him.
Once is not enough to know His presence.
Once is not enough to know my Lord. 

He is so precious to my very being
That I seek Him like the sunlight,
Searching for a reason, an excuse
That I might glory in the warmth of His delight. 

There is something in the power of His presence
Something in the knowing of His love,
That lifts my heart to soar above the darkness
That lifts my eyes to search for Him above. 

How I need Him every hour now,
Seek His presence every moment more.
Once is not enough, I love Him yet
For every moment to know Him better than before.

Once is not enough to meet Him.
Once is not enough to love Him.
Once is not enough to know His presence.
Once is not enough to know my Lord.


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I found God

I found God.
In the path of darkness 
I find only one friend 
That can lead me to the light of day.
God, I find is empowered to take me places.
I give my hand heart and my soul.
He gives me the answers ,life and yes even death
In a peaceful place.
I know God is beside here and everywhere.
In his in my heart and I can feel his joy.
I can feel his sadness.
But as long as I found he will not let go!













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I Have a Friend, Trapped in Sin

I have a friend who's close to me
Entrapped by a sin; he can't break free.
While flowers fill his life and needs,
Still there grows up a crop of weeds.

My friend says he knows he's bad
And whispers in a voice so sad
He hopes that the Father above
Will see he's weak and forgive in love.

Sometimes my friend was trying, sometimes he wasn't.
Sometimes he wins, sometimes he doesn't.
His life is a struggle between  good and bad
Winning a little, losing all he had.

I lift him up in a prayer a lot
And he tells me God is all he's got.
Seems to me he always wants more
And turning from God he loses the score.

When he's sorry, he lays it on thick,
But in the end, repentance won't stick.
I have to wonder what God thinks of it all
Watching my friend be a bouncing ball.

But I love my friend, so I won't quit
Trying to get him and God to fit.
And for me there'll be no surprise
If in heaven he's right there before my eyes.

For two things I know as sure as He lives
My friend loves Jesus, and He forgives.
And thirdly, He can set the worst of men free.
After all, He salvaged me.

by E. Marshall Evans


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Religion and Jesus

Now let me show you the difference between Jesus and religion
Some of you might be blind, get ready to gain some vision
Now religion and Jesus are two different things
Jesus is different in the joy that he brings
See religion always requires us to do more
It doesn’t seem like a blessing, but more like a chore
It takes hold of us, it becomes our master
You better watch out cause its coming faster and faster
What it requires of us is always more works
And if we do better, then in return we get more perks
It’s like the more we do, the higher we are on the latter
But the higher we get, the more room we have to fall and shatter
Aiming for works will only leave you graspin’
It’s gonna hurt so bad, youre gonna need an asprin
All it does is take from us, its never enough
Its not focused on Jesus but on all this other stuff
Its all about our outward appearance
And that we can look better with just a little more perseverance
Our inside is dirty, so we try to mask it
But we don’t realize that its just putting us deeper into a casket
The outside might be pretty, but the inside is unclean
It becomes so regular, you start to become like a machine
Alright cmon lets take a closer look
Youre not a christain just cause it says so on your facebook
You start to find yourself just going through the motions
You think youre saved only because you do devotions
Now devotions are awesome, but they must come from the heart
Don’t get me wrong, they’re a great place to start
You go to church? Ya that’s great 
But that alone doesn’t get you through the heavenly gate

But all we need is grace found in Jesus
We need to think more about him, and not just whatever pleases us
For he is truly the only thing we need
And to get this, all we need to do is believe
Jesus wants us, he’s calling us in
He loves us despite of all of our sin
Hes calling us close, not pushing us away like a broom
Hes pulling us in saying cmon theres room
Jesus death was truly sufficient
So the question is why are we acting so resistant?
He saved us for sure, no strings attached
To this, no other guarantee can be matched
There is no better offer that we can get
We can forever be with God, our future will be set
This is the way it was intended, even from our birth
For God takes us in and shows us what we are worth
So we were adopted and are now to him a son or daughter
But not to an earthly man, but to the heavenly father
Man look at that, what a happy reunion
We can all sit at his table and take part in his communion
And now, we’re all together again
And that’s how its gonna be to the very end
Now remember, Religion says Do, Jesus says Done
The only reason we’re saved is because of the Son
Between religion and Jesus, you have to know the difference
Because from sin Jesus is our only source of deliverance






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When All God's Sheepdogs Get Home

Oh, there'll be such a celebration
When the folks from every nation
Come to worship at His throne
And all of God's sheepdogs get home.

Those who stood 'twixt us and danger
From now clear past the manger
Are God's sheepdogs tried and true
Loving God and loving you.

All the singers will be singing
And the praises will be ringing
The honor torches they'll be lighting,
T'will be oh so exciting.

We will finally be at peace
When all the conflicts cease
And returning from where they roam,
All of God's sheepdogs get home.

by E. Marshall Evans


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khowahish

KHOWAHESH

meri khowahesh hai youn jushan manaya  jae
meray MOLA ko bhe mahfil may bolaya jae

member e syed e ibraar hai khali keuun kar
yahann imam e zammana ko bethaya jae

mujh se MOLA tera kaseeda na parha jae ga
khhuld se mesam e tammar ko laya jae

hum na thay khum kay maidan may raab e akbar
ajj pher aysaa he maidan sajjaya jae

khowaheshen ajj meray del ke neekal janay do
jaam kosar ka mujhay ajj pelaya jae

jo samajhtay hain mohamad ko basher khud jesa
zinda un sabb ko dewaron may chunwaya jae

ek mahhal hum ko bhe sadka e ALI ho bahlool
pher ose khowaab may hum sab ko dekhaya jae

daffen pahloo may nabi kay nahi hotay mujreem
inn ko kabroon se nekalwa ke jalaaya jae

yeahe hasraat hai MOLA teray dewanoo ke
ajj hum ko tera dedaar karaya jae

haydari naaron se dahlia do yeah sari dunya
sonat e mursal e azaam ko dohraya jae

sontay hain aresh e moala pay sama jushan ka hai
kesi konay may sahe hum ko bethaya jae

MOLA hum sabb ke tamanaoun ko pora kar do
Aan kabay may tera jashaan manayaa ja

by

farhat zaidi










































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Hatred

What’s in a name?
That which we call a rose by any other name, would still smell as sweet.
When life is like a roller coaster in a maze.
Competition here and there,
When really, all we need is care.
A preconceived idea of what it all meant,
Sisypheanial love for more wealth,
Whereas, all it does is eat away our health.
Bunch of stereotypes all in my head.
Fearing all and what we don’t know.
I don’t know, 
But I just can’t change.
The times we become so numb to what we’re saying.
Ain’t we meant to speak the same language daily?
Nah, it’s an era founded from oppression.
A world rooted in hate, yet we all ignore this,
The same hate that caused wars from religion,
Even gender to skin colour,
Not to talk of ethnicity too.
And then we talk about freedom.
What is really free?
A world where we pay for even our breath,
A free gift of nature to man,
Remember the bill for water?
Its human right for everyone.
Really, who is fooling who?
On Sabbath, I was taught something else,
And when you preach hate, those words ain’t anointed.
And then I sit still and remember eternity.
When else is more comfortable remaining voiceless.
No freedom till we are all equal,
We preach progress with the veil over our eyes
We turn our back on the cause.
Till the day we can be united by love and not by law,
That day, we have changed “US”
Whatever God you believe in, 
The fact remains, we come from the same one.
I’m crying no more,
Cause one day, we’ll all be gone.



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The Gods of Gods of Gods

There are gods and gods galore
For men are forever making more
To fit the slant of the bank they're on
Then yet another when that one is gone.

Claiming a bridge to God, yet all the while
They go their way, ignore the trial
That they've been told awaits their sort
With sentence passed in God's own court.

For while they hate their brother,
Murder, steal, do unto one another
In violation of the birds and the bees
God knows, and God sees.

They prattle on in merry-making
While God's own love they're forsaking
Ignoring the signs, the prayers and the shout
That tell them plainly, the bridge is out.

by E. Marshall Evans


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unspoken words

God fills me with a voice
a voice reason
but i am conjested with it in my mind
i try to share these thoughts
but i can not
for a minute or two poetry from Gods lips
leave mine with such beauty
and i lose grasp of it quickly
so i ask
is this for me only?
why cant i share these thoughts?
is there a reason it slips my mind as fast as it comes


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THINGS NOT EQUAL

THINGS NOT EQUAL

There are those who reach an age past  100,
while some never chanced to live.
There are those who share their blessings,
while some choose not to give.

There are those who have never gone hungry,
while some never survive.
There are those who find fame and fortune, 
while some dreams shatter and die.

There are those who are rich and famous,
while some are poor and alone,
There are those with power and possessions,
while some are without a home.

There are those who are happy and healthy,
While some are sick and depressed.
There are those who believe life is the end,
while some say:  “it was just a test!”

By Milton Lopez Delgado
December 4, 2011


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Who do you believe

Who do you believe? 
We all know we’re created 
unique But we still agree 
with the world and fall asleep

Do you believe by chance? 
Or fate we were conceived
Who’s in charge of the world?
The killers and thieves. We 
live amongst a dying breed
It’s no wonder why it’s difficult
to believe when daily we face 
the lord of grief

Who do you believe will save
mankind from the eternal scream?
Redeem us like the  Moonlight gleam
Men forever living between naive and 
deceived. Allow the wise to ask those
that grieve, Who do you believe?

Is it the Triune God? or the pagan God’s 
Maybe its Allah or the fear of Karma?
Perhaps it’s the Dollar Or the teaching of 
Buddha? Maybe it’s the power of Freedom 
to do what One pleases? This is the joy of 
believing but It can also destroy for there
is only one truth and in the end it’s up to 
individuals which one they approve 


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Perfect Prayer

Lord, 
 You have heard my cry and healed my hurt, 
 You made it all better when I only made things worse, 
 I made you promises, that I never did keep, 
 You still haven't given up on me, 
 When I was hungry, You gave me food to eat, 
 And when I was tired, You provided shelter to sleep, 
 I've never had money or any fancy car, 
 But I've never been broke, or had to walk to far, 
 I've been through struggles, anyone can see, 
 But when I was weak, you carried me, 
 My past is my past, yes I know, 
 You helped me out of all my woahs, 
 More than I deserved, you have certainly blessed me, 
 I thank you Lord, For my beautiful family, 
 My faithful husband, so dear and true, 
 My son in my tummy, an angel sent from you! 
 I thank you for the good times, even the hard and bad, 
 Because if I didn't have a reason to call on you, 
 That'd be awefully sad. 
 So I thank you for it all and I will end this here, 
 Because a simple Thank You Lord... 
 Is the perfect prayer!!


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A Divine Message

I wish I had heavens number, I would send up a text. 
One conversation is all I request. 

About love, hate, and fear I'd ask why. 
Then sit by my phone and wait for reply. 

I'd have so many questions, I'd text him all day. 
And gain information to live the right way.  

I would pick up a Bible and fill in the gaps. 
I would get all the details to help people relax. 

Yes, it sure would be a great thing indeed. 
If a text message from God, I could pick up and read.


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AVE MARIA

Hail holy queen
Mother of compassion
With a beauty that's rarely 
seen
Mother of all nation
With a heart full of love
She's the queen of heaven
That blesses her children 
from above
And takes away their heavy 
burden.
She's the mother of our 
saviour
Created with an 
immaculate heart
A priceless heart full of love 
beyond measure
That restore hope to those 
whose lives have been tore 
apart.
Mother of divine grace
That incarnate the only 
begotten son
And gave birth to 
redemption for the sake of 
human race
A price that can be paid by 
none.
She's the queen of the holy 
rosary
And mother of perpetual 
goodness
That defeat every misery
And brings everlasting 
happiness.
Mother of theological and 
cardinal virtues
And refuge of sinners
With an angelic love you 
can't refuse
That makes her children 
winners.
She's the queen of peace
And mother of good council
With her peace never on a 
lease
To those whose lives have 
been on a down hill.
She's the seat of wisdom
And the gateway to heaven
For she's the queen of 
GOD'S kingdom
And amazing like the stars 
of heaven.
She's GOD'S immaculate 
creation
Conceived without original 
sin
Mother of all nation
With a loving heart never 
been seen.
She's the mother of all 
mothers
With a heart full of mercy
An epitome of good morals
With the fate of the world at 
her mercy.