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Jesus Christ Is Coming Back Down

To the tune of "Santa Clause Is Coming To Town"

You better look up,
prepare for His sight.
The Lord will come back
some day or some night.
Jesus Christ Is Coming Back Down.

He's making a list.
He's paid the great price.
Who's going in route
to His paradise?
Jesus Christ Is Coming Back Down.

He sees you when you're breathing.
He knows you need His grace.
He knows that we have all been bad,
but He died to take our place.

With bright Seraphim and bright Cherubim,
Trumpy trumpets, and drummy drum drums,
Jesus Christ Is Coming Back Down.

He sees you when you're weeping.
He offers His embrace.
He knows you like nobody else,
yet He loves you anyway.

You better not doubt.
You wanna know why?
Your life could end soon.
There's no second try.
Jesus Christ Is Coming Back Down
Jesus Christ Is Coming Back Down
Jesus Christ Is Coming Back Down

by Juliet Ligon
12-01-2013

Copyright © Juliet Ligon | Year Posted 2013

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The Perfect Christmas Gift

The angel Gabriel appeared to Mary,
He said that she would bear a son,
And call Him Jesus, the Son of David,
The Saviour, man, and Holy One.

(Chorus)
The perfect gift came down from heaven,
The Son of God born on the earth;
The Prince of Peace, the King of Jacob,
Became a babe of humble birth.

The shepherds kneeling, the angels singing,
Give praises to the infant Lord.
The Father's glory shines round about them;
The love of God that night outpoured.

(Chorus)

His beaming star stood above the manger,
It led the wise men from the East;
They fell and worshipped, and then presented
Their gifts to Jesus, King and Priest.

(Chorus)


By Isaiah Zerbst on November 24, 2013

Copyright © Isaiah Zerbst | Year Posted 2013

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Moments In Time

The sweetest sounds of burning trees
A gentle stroking in the breeze
The calm has lasted past the storm
Cloudy visions, Satan’s roar
Too many sights have passed my way
A time found only in the haze
The softest screams are running bare
My aching bones creak as I stare

You walk a distance towards me
The fall’s eternal, can’t you see?
I’m a memory in your heart
I whisper to you in the dark

The battle’s started at the end
No one is coming to repent
The sinners grab their wine from prey
No judgment calling here to stay
The sport is reckless to be told
The one is laughing at his souls
It falters nowhere to be sure
The power grows forevermore
Like a spirit in the wind
I have no say in where you’ve been 
But cross the line to come to me
And pay the price for ecstasy

You walk a distance towards me
The fall’s eternal, can’t you see?
I’m a memory in your heart
I whisper to you in the dark. 

Copyright © John Paluszek | Year Posted 2013

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For Loves' Sweet Sake

We go through each and every day
With family, friends and foes but,
For loves' sweet sake
We all endure
The chaos, tears and woes

And so you think 
For loves' sweet sake
To wrestle with the dark?
Well - you will find that you've become
The bait - and food for sharks

The things you'll do 
For loves' sweet sake
Can tear your heart apart
And cause distress where none should be
Who now will mend your heart?

Now this you say to your lost love
"How could you hurt me so"?
For loves' sweet sake
I gave up all
But would not let you go

For loves' sweet sake
You'll change your life
And try to start anew
With hope, with love with charity
You'll face what comes to you

So now, my friend, consider this
And all you've sacrificed
For loves' sweet sake
You gave your all
Hey - was it worth the price?

Let's ask the One who gave up all
To enter into Strife
For loves' sweet sake
He endured the Cross
He gave up His own life

He helped us know how much we're loved
He showed us how to be
He did all of this for us -
And more
For Loves' sweet sake you see

Copyright © Neva Romaine | Year Posted 2012

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Forever Radiant




Radiant hymn's   of morning sun
of Godly words   O' how I run
to and fro
I traipse in search
in love I rest
still      my spirit yearns  

I will sing of the Lord's great love
forever...
forever..
forever...

I hear the call    upon the hill
in shallow breath    my heart lie still
O' trial O' fear
I march ahead
I call my king
on Zion's perch

I will sing of the Lord's great love
forever...
forever..
forever...


To proclaim    everlasting     the prize
onward and bestowed to rise
O' anointed one
I march ahead
in love I rest
each day of toil   

I will sing of the Lord's great love
I will sing
forever..
forever...

forever... 

O' how I bear   in my heart
in completion   just    to be a part
with sinful flesh
my spirit cries
I call my King
to shun desire

I will sing of the Lord's great truth
I shall sing forever
forever...
forever...
forever...

Amen......

_______________________________




Contest-Larry Cohen's Masterpiece 'HALLELUJAH.'




Copyright © Rick Parise | Year Posted 2013

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He Is

He is the Alpha and the Omega:
     Who is, and Who was, and Who is to come!
  He is the Beginning and the End -
      ruler and High Priest in God's kingdom.
  He is the Bright Morning Star,
      the Root of David - the True Vine:
  He is the Branch of The Lord;
      the Fruit, the Bread and the Wine

He is Lord of lords - King of kings;
      Liberator, the Author and Perfector of Life:
  He is the Foundation, the Pillar,
      the Capstone in peace, the Rock in strife.
  He is the Son, the Lamb of God,
      the Word and Hope of eternal salvation!
  He is the Lion of the tribe of Judah,
      the Pride and Glory of God's creation

He is the Christ, the Word made Flesh,
      the Promised One, the Seed of Abraham:
  He is the righteous Man of Sorrows,
      the New Covenant, the Passover Lamb.
  He is the Truth! The Way! The Light!
      The Redeemer, the Mediator, and the Rabbi:
  He is the Bridegroom, the Teacher,
      the Anointed One of the Most High

He is the Life and the Resurrection,
      the Food of Life, Victual in the dearth:
  He is the Prince of Peace, King of Zion,
      whose throne is here on Earth.
  He is the Exalted and Forever Praised,
      the Good Shepherd, the Deliverer of sins!
  He is the Messiah, the Saviour,
      and nigh His reign in Jerusalem begins

He is the Risen, the First and Last,
      the Son of David! Son of God! Son of Man!
  He is the Rejected and Betrayed
      in God's great and everlasting plan.
  He is my Strength! My Faith! My Judge!
      My High Tower! My Refuge! And my Shield!
  He is the Eternal Lamp of Heaven,
      and by His grace will I not yield



                 August 2012

Copyright © Keith Trestrail | Year Posted 2014

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The Sins Of Our Fathers


The sins of our fathers cast such long and unremorseful shadows
   Leaving in its quake such a painful sting as only God would know.
With tangled webs that reach to the bowels of hell.
   Manipulating lies destructive words which only a father could tell.
Knowing full well how the vicious lies will be cast downward in a spiraling effect.
   To rob our children of any pride and leave them as societies social rejects.
With no recourse but to follow in fathers misguided and devious ways.
   With unknowing and uncaring reasoning they go forth longing for better days.
So where is the justice for the generation that draws the short end of the stick.
   All to suffer for the mistakes of being sired by a father who was morally sick.
Once in a great while you might luck out and see one escape such a horrible fate.
   Most often as not the majority wind up like dad filled with anger and hate.
If the Lord ever places in your path one of these castaways of life.
    Maybe you can be the one to help free it from all its anguish and strife.
Break the vicious cycle of torment and pain.
   Teach them of our Savior, Jesus, and that not every dark cloud contains rain.
Tell them how Jesus died so they know about the cleansing power of His blood.
   And how God with one gentle breath could tame the waters of a mighty raging 
flood.
And how we can repent of our sins and even the sins of our fathers and still be 
saved.
   Seek Jesus and ask for forgiveness with a humble and sincere heart, then our 
sins we confess of, He so graciously waived. 
                  

Copyright © Ronald Bingham | Year Posted 2007

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Crank It Up Lord

Crank it up Lord your power and your grace
Bring on that sword that double edged bass                                       
Your word of truth so mighty and sharp
That cuts through the treble of cold stony hearts



God show us your mercy of unfailing love
Send us your spirit so we can soar like doves
Give us that joy we need in our hearts  
That sets us on fire to praise sing and dance



Crank it up Lord your power and your grace
Bring on that sword that double edged bass                                       
Your word of truth so mighty and sharp
That cuts through the treble of cold stony hearts



Let us be thankful for every new day
You bring us together to kneel and to pray
We sing and we dance for all that you've done
You’re the lion, the lamb, the victorious one



Crank it up Lord your power and your grace
Bring on that sword that double edged bass                                       
Your word of truth so mighty and sharp
That cuts through the treble of cold stony hearts



Lord help us to shine in a new light
When were discouraged you bring us incite
Teach us to love and teach us to fight
The children of God, chosen and upright



© Copyright KC.Leake
21st March 2015
All Rights Reserved

 

Copyright © kevin leake | Year Posted 2015

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Climbing Moriah

I am climbing up Moriah
With the thing I love most dearly;
On the mountain's heights above me,
I will see my God more clearly.
Incredible expectation!
For with the knife and holy fire,
I must on a stony altar
Bind up and slay my heart's desire.

O, this God of mine, all knowing!
Past my finite mind can see
In the distant, vast eternal
All that He destined I should be.
Only He can make a promise,
And He fulfills each sovereign vow;
Though He slay me, I will serve Him.
He led me here, I'll trust Him now.

The knife is raised; beyond the void
I dare not cast my weary sight;
I can hear no gentle laughter 
In the deep canyons of the night.
I will look instead at Jesus,
And His command I will obey.
There are rams in all His thickets;
He is the Christ, the same always.

© 1987, Faye Lanham Gibson

Copyright © Faye Gibson | Year Posted 2014

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Lord, Lord

Lord, Lord

Lord, Lord come to me
your love is all I need
You’ve restored my soul and paid the fee
now grace and mercy is my greed

Lord, Lord You’re always on time
to straighten it out and untie the binds
Freeing me from the grim and grind
making all of Yours all of mine

Lord, Lord have mercy on my soul
from the time I was born until I’m old
Now from sin I am paroled
because You are the one in control

Lord, Lord heal my sick
and from temptation I will switch
Near or far You and I will clique
all that is good that You have picked

Lord, Lord me give me peace
and my love for You will never decrease
Through Your love I will increase
uncertainty and doubt I now release

Lord, Lord never leave my side
to You I am open I will not hide
Hold accountable the tongues that lie 
with the strength that only You provide

Lord, Lord Your peace is still
across the land and over the hills
this could only be done by Your will
the love cup of beauty that You fill

Lord, Lord I am yours
from all You do I am floored
I am awed and it is You I explore
check in with the Lord I implore

Lord, Lord I can hardly wait
for You to complete the number eight
Lock evil away behind the gate
so that there will be no more hate

Lord, Lord God’s only son
Sun up to sun down all the good He’s done
Hands are tightly gripped and no one is shunned
away from the King, The Powerful One

Copyright © Misty McCoi | Year Posted 2016

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God Bless The Child

God Bless The Child
By Nate Spears
Published 2013 in “Death OF A Rose” By Nate Spears


God bless the child that see’s no evil
The child that digs within his soul
To survive unpleasing
With pain never easing; just teasing

God bless the child that clashes with the Titans
The child fighting for existence
Steady fighting relentless
Relentlessly, 
Fighting the struggle
For what he believe is nothing
But he’s a child of god
So he’s blessed to be a front man

God bless the child that know not nothing
The child that comes to realize
That help’s not coming
Wondering the streets without a clue
Of what to do
Ignorance is all surrounding
Grief is all around them
Without any signs of peace

God bless the child that you conceive
Give them life
Give the strength
Let them find happiness in a world
Running thin on peace
May God bless
All his wonderful children.

Copyright © Nate Spears | Year Posted 2013

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Haikus About God: III

Beauty of nature
Why condense it down to God?
Isn’t life enough?

Copyright © Dan Keir | Year Posted 2013

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Emmanuel

A royal King was born, Emmanuel --
Down by His manger men and angels fell;
But he did not within a palace dwell,
Instead he came to save our souls from hell.

The years had passed and death was coming nigh;
He bore His cross while Mary softly cried:
What pain to watch her Son so slowly die,
While wishing Him a tearful last goodbye.

A mother's tears no words could ever tell --
As one by one at Jesus' feet they fell:
What pain to watch her Son so slowly die,
While wishing Him a tearful last goodbye.


~Listen to the music that these lyrics were written to at
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kcMaxo0OaZo

Copyright © Isaiah Zerbst | Year Posted 2013

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Don't you worry bout my soul

Don't you worry bout my soul
Til you've been down all my lonely roads
And gauged the weight of my full load 
Don't you worry bout my soul
.
I see you on the tv conning, talking squawking walking like you really care about me and my kind
You cry your tears like a  crocodile  empty eyes phony smile,
To me I plainly see you're clearly blind 
So don't you worry bout my kind . . .
I see everything just fine
You're busy yelling and a tellin me all the things you think you can see, going on in this ol world you think ain't right
Get the beam on out of your own eye, til you've listened to the children cry, hungry and tormented in the night 
Don't you worry bout my eyes . . .
I'm seeing everything just fine
.
Don't you worry bout my ears
Cause you've been deaf for many years
I don't need some deaf man tellin me what I should hear or how to be, when he is only playing on my fears
So don't you worry bout my ears . . .
I hear your deafness loud and clear
.
Don't you worry bout my mind
Though it gets misplaced from time to time
But I think I know what courage means, how heartache feels, when freedom rings
And I know that I am running out of time
So don't you worry bout my mind . . .
I think I'll get along just fine
.
Don't you worry bout my soul
Cause I met the Master long ago
And the one you portray Him to be
Is not the same One known to me
The One Who made me free so long ago
So don't you worry bout my soul.
.
Mathew 15:14

Copyright © Kelly Crenshaw | Year Posted 2015

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Haikus About God: V

Omniscient guy
Yet he lets bad things happen
How can he exist?

Copyright © Dan Keir | Year Posted 2013

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Sea impression

                 
                 Wave a sea softened
                  and a pain and a tenderness
                   throw dreams in fascination
                   of the blue.
                   And let shave the waves of
                   Your eternity , oh, weigh
                    above me,
                    oh,weigh a  coast of years.
                    Carry far in azure, spiral
                    ships,
                    with bulging little abdomens,
                    flutter with mahagony pinions
                    and already in vain  expect you
                    to stop the scales harbours 
                    with hot flames for You are
                    open.
                    Far away, far away ,far away,
                    stretched string,
                    heart and frank await the 
                    hymn of June.
                    All sea sisters are dressed in
                    mother-of-pearl garment
                    embroidered of kiss of 
                    eternity. 
                    In the morning hunts them
                    fishermen and revive with
                    breath of their man’s hands.
                    In the evening girls wash 
                    their black tunics,
                    in their blue hearts,
                    their feet white ,who cadge
                    heavy chains.
                    The night is squeezed enigma
                    and ugly,
                    predatory like a bat pecking
                    of scarlet fig.
                    Sea sisters, sea sisters,
                    remember His steps 
                    which go through you noiselessly,
                  and ou swing like
                  bloody wine-
                 hold in His fingers Herod,
                 Pilate washes his hands,
                in Yours heirs
               and they bristled like winter
               icicles bristles of innoncent blood .
               There at Golgotha 
                hearing terrible cry,
                blood gushes like
               wounded river disappear
               like Easter roses,
              in weeds of flushed 
     preditory crowd,
     to open way of
     saving.
     Who is He?
     Do you heard 
     His name ?
     He is Messiah,
     God’s anoited
      Jesus Christ.
      Like little sheeps,
      clouds of candy floss,
      they welcome festivaly.
       Barefooted are feet 
      of lovely swarthy steps
     of the sun, came to bow,
      before You , Creator.
      The sea throws his 
       magnificent silver flesh,
      blue like heavently lace,
       to swallow all stars 
       only Bethlehem’s
      stays inextinguishable,
       pretty like uncreated
      like an apple of not 
      born girl.      

Copyright © Nina Mindova | Year Posted 2012

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Haikus About God: IV

God made all people
But some better than others?
Stop being silly.

Copyright © Dan Keir | Year Posted 2013

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Jesus is the greatest

Jesus is the greatest
There's no man greater It’s a fact
You cant deny he change the world, he made an impact
He is the past, present and future 
There's never been a greater teacher
Its dedicated to the man himself who knows right from wrong
Admittedly I was a lost sheep until he came and knocked
It was a long talk but by the end I was a changed man
Its safe to say now I'm a fan of the man
But he is not just a man but a living god
His name lives on forever
I cant help but wonder still to this day I cant believe
How he was deceived 
He payed a hefty fee for me
He suffered for my sins, three days later he was resurrected
Regrettably sometimes I took it for granted
I just hope he is not offended cos I never really meant it
He will come again to judge the world in his glory 
that’s how the last chapter ended

Jesus is the greatest
Jesus is the greatest
Jesus is the greatest

What I would give to see him in his glory days
Gave a man sight using only his spit and clay, that’s not the only miracle
He gave the world hope he touched the hearts of many people
Showed us were all made in his own image one and equal
Taught us to forgive and turn the other cheek
But I must confess at first it was hard to believe
How can someone that was heavily deceived
Was able to turn the other cheek
I had doubt in my mind about how he was conceived 
I needed answers, was he the real messiah or a liar?
I turned to the scriptures, I turned to Isaiah
He predicted the lord would walk up on this earth again
He would bring with him the heavenly fire
This gave me hope when my back was against the ropes
I tried to be tough but I without him I wasnt strong enough
I guess he was always with me, i never did this alone
I cant stress it enough but I will say it again

Jesus is the greatest
Jesus is the greatest
Jesus is the greatest




Copyright © Tilahun Taye | Year Posted 2014

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I MADE ROOM FOR JESUS

The window to my broken past
     Has shattered.
I have walked into the dreams
     That seemed so far away.
The fog has lifted, I have sifted
     Through the things that mattered.
Finding nothing left of yesterday.

'Cause I made room for Jesus in my life.
     He helps me with my worries and my strife.
I pray to him each day, for guidance on my way.
     Yes, I made room for Jesus in my life.

The cries of loneliness have turned
     To laughter.
The wind has carried me above
     The sea I drifted on.
I live again, he's my best friend.
     There's no more looking after,
The lost an lonely man, for he is gone.
    
'Cause I reached out for Jesus with my hand.
     I knew he'd be the one to understand,
His spirit entered me, I felt so calm and free.
     'Cause I reached out for Jesus with my hand.

The road is rocky but he's there
     To listen,
As I move ever closer to
     The love within his heart.
The days are bright, I see the light.
     My eyes begin to glisten,
With the love and faith that Jesus can impart.

Oh, I made room for Jesus, can't you see.
     And Jesus, he has lots of room for me.
I pray to him each day, For guidance on my way.
     Oh, I made room for Jesus can't you see.
  

Copyright © Robert Nehls | Year Posted 2014

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The Wedding

Sometimes things are up,
And sometimes they are down,
Sometimes black is white, 
And sometimes it is brown.
All the rivers flowing,
Back to the sacred sea,
All the monkeys climbing,
Up the very same tree.
You think you know a lot,
Think you know it all,
But the autumn leaves are falling,
At the north wind's lonely call.
The thinking of the meaning,
The reasons lost and gone,
At last the place is ready, 
A vacant holy throne.
The emptiness that fill you,
Fills you from inside,
Is the treasure you are holding,
The bridegroom's holy bride.
And now the north wind's blowing,
Blowing down the Way,
And now we sit here waiting,
For the bridegroom's wedding day.

more at http://labyrinthoflies.com

Copyright © ness tillson | Year Posted 2013

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Infinite Bridge

The sweet Lamb of God
was born to be the bridge
spanning the gulf between destruction and peace;
I can only cross safely
because He paid the price,
demanded by justice for my soul's release.

Chorus:
No mountain was ever higher
than His cross of agony;
no gulf was ever wider
than the one crossed for me.
His steps never faltered
as Christ carried sin's load,
all alone
to atone
up Calvary's road.

His arms formed a bridge
between heaven and hell,
stretching so wide to bring deliverance by grace.
His arms carry me surely
across the deep divide;
His blood paid the ransom my sin to erase.

Chorus:
No mountain was ever higher
than His cross of agony;
no gulf was ever wider
than the one crossed for me.
His steps never faltered
as Christ carried sin's load,
all alone
to atone
up Calvary's road.

Bridge:
Infinite bridge,
Incarnate Lamb,
Jesus Christ Savior,
the eternal I AM.
I can only cross safely 
because He paid the price,
demanded by justice for my soul's release.

October 8, 2014

Copyright © Faye Gibson | Year Posted 2014

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How Could I Not

I cry Jesus...and you're there
Lord...nobody cares...
For me....the way that you do

When peace floods my soul
Like I've never known
How could I Not....love you

On the turbulent sea
There's millions like me
Searching...like I used to do

You said....if I cared
Then your way I'd share
And How could I not....love you

How could I turn away
How could I never say
Thank you..for all that you've done

For laying your life down
Turning my life around
For God giving his only Son

For taking my place
And amazing grace
For healing my heart through and through

For.....forgiving my sins
And being my friend
How could I not.....love you




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Copyright © Chuck Melugin | Year Posted 2014

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Haikus About God: VI

The body: sacred
We’re all made in God’s image
Hence... circumcision?

Copyright © Dan Keir | Year Posted 2013

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MUSIC - HAIKU

Play The Radio Get Up And Dance All Night Long Music Heals The Soul

Copyright © humble b | Year Posted 2012

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My Song

The price demanded was the highest ever
to ransom my lost, dying soul from hell;
yet, He paid it all, without a murmur.
God's wondrous grace for me let this song tell.

Chorus:
A life of hope is mine because of Jesus;
He gave me joy I never could afford,
opened my eyes to view His splendor
and brought me peace, sweet peace, God's peace.

His life was offered up, the sweetest savor,
love's sacrifice, sin's awful cost was paid;
I cannot tell why my Jesus loved me,
I only know He died my soul to save.

Chorus repeat.

October 8, 2014

Copyright © Faye Gibson | Year Posted 2014

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Fear Not

Jesus is faithful to His own,
He sits upon the Throne.
It is to Him that we belong.

Keep your eyes focused on Jesus.
Only He can help us,
He is the one who can save us.

Jesus will not leave you alone,
Shine Your, light through the Word.
So, agape love might be shown.

It is Jesus that protects us,
Our rock and foundation.
There's no one like Jesus.

Fear not for the I Am with you.
Fear not be kind and true.
Fear not and let your light so, shine.
A witness to mankind. 

These are lyrics to a song placed on U-Tube but somewhat refraised...

Tune by Tom Blakely and Lyrics by Cinda M Carter

Copyright © Cinda Carter | Year Posted 2014

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ONE CAN BE AN ARMY WHEN HE MARCHES WITH THE LORD

The armor of the lord is never heavy on my back. 
The fight is not just one that's fought against the flesh and blood.
For I am armed with all his righteousness against attack.
Light will overcome the darkness as we march on through the mud.

One can be an army when he marches with the Lord.
One can be a symphony when striking heaven's chord.
One can be the victor over evil, hate, and lies.
For one who fights for truth is not alone in Jesus eyes.

The breastplate is the heart that beats God's love into the world.
Feet covered with the peace that we pursue in every man.
The shield of faith defends against the wickedness that's hurled.
The sword will speak the word that conquered all since time began.

One can be an army when he marches with the Lord.
One can be a symphony when striking heaven's chord.
One can be the victor over evil, hate and lies. 
For one who fights with truth is not alone in Jesus eyes.

There are reinforcements to be called on from above.
The cry for righteousness has always been an angel song.
Thank you father for the armor crafted with your love.
As I walk into the battle Lord, I pray that I am strong.

One can be an army when he marches with the Lord.
One can be a symphony when striking heaven's chord.
One can be the victor over evil, hate, and lies.
For one who fights with truth is not alone in Jesus eyes.

Copyright © Robert Nehls | Year Posted 2014

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Run To The Light

Every now and then a day comes when I just can't find the light
And I feel so dead inside
But I just can't run
.
I want to believe 
But I don't know what's left in me,
Lord I just can't run
.
So with all my might
And with what strength is left inside, I run to the Light
I run to the Light
.
And my bones are frozen cold
There's no life left in my soul
But I can't run away because I've no where else to go
.
Here I sit alone and crying
Afraid to live yet afraid of dying
Can I trust in someone that I can't see,
And I want to believe
Can You help me please?
There's no place that You can't find me
No place on earth that You are blind  
To this darkness in my soul that I try to hide
.
So with all my might
And with what strength is left inside, I run to the Light
I run to the Light
.
Then I come to still waters where You have always been
And in spite of all my sin You still call me friend.
You wash my soul with peace 
And my fears they melt away and I believe . . . 
That's good enough for me to face the brand new day
.
So with all my might
And with what strength is left inside, I run to the Light
I run to the Light

Copyright © Kelly Crenshaw | Year Posted 2015

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MY SHEPHERD CARES FO ME

The Lord Jesus is my shepherd,
Green pastures are my bed.
Beside a gently flowing stream      
Of living waters I am led.
And God feeds my hungry spirit    
With His manna from above.
He’s my shepherd, and He leads me           
In His paths of wondrous love.

In the valley of death's shadow     
My  soul  need  know  no  fear, 
For the giver of  all   life
Is forever standing near.
I am guided through the darkness                      
By His constant, holy  light.
He’s my Shepherd and He’ll lead  me    
Through this land of darkest night.   

Though the foe camps all around   me,    
My soul is safe from harm;  
I  am safely in the shelter    
Of God's mighty outstretched arm.  
I  know Satan cannot touch me                     
While my Savior holds my hand; 
He’s my Shepherd, and He’ll lead  me                        
To the happy promised land.

He'll not leave me nor forsake me; 
Of this, I have no doubt. 
And when I get in trouble,                               
He's right there to help me out.  
I have come to trust His saving power; 
His sure truth has set me free.  
The Lord Jesus my Shepherd 
And I know He cares for me.





Copyright © William Robinson | Year Posted 2007

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The Coming of Black Jesus

    THE COMING OF BLACK JESUS
From out of dark of Africa
and from the central plain
beyond the Nile, in just a while
black gold, and all its gain

lay shackled in the morning sun,
humanitie's great sin,
they wait in tears for what seems years
for whaleboats rowing in.

Financing by the usurers,
who'd make a pot of gold,
each trip to Africa was blessed,
by those who'd not have blessing told.

Once on the beach, the boats are filled
and slavery steers the coarse
out to the ship that makes the trip
and filled with black's remorse.

The teaching to their heathen minds
sets in before the sail
is barely set so they can get
the Word before they fail.

the Word that Jesus died for them
so now they must rejoice
and sing His song their lifetime long
His way's their only choice.

The sail is pushed across the sea
and changed, their native speech,
through heat and rain and hurricane,
then hope is in their reach;

when one bright morn "land ho's" proclaimed
they fall down to their knee
to spread His fame, and praise His name
who Saved them from the sea!

And when the anchor's heaved away
to hold the ship in place;
off from the shore they've been bound for;
forgiven's their disgrace

and all the old ways ever known
are laid into the past
replaced on ships by snapping whips
before the captain's mast!

    And so they're sold before they're old,
     mere beasts of burden, black and cold,
       while Jesus saves them, every one,
         .......if they but do what they are told.
© ron wilson arbuthnot
aka vee bdosa the doylestown poet

Copyright © Vee Bdosa | Year Posted 2015