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The Spirit, the Water, and the Blood

last thing I remember was the look upon his face
shot him dead right where he stood then left without a trace
took a man's life robbing his white castle for some change
if I could I'd take it back my life I'd rearrange


as I lie upon this cot I look up toward the sky
the Word says He still loves me though I can't help wonder why
the man I am today is one He pulled up from the mud
I've put my faith in these three things...
the spirit, the water, and the blood

growing up I never got to know the man who caused my birth
the only dad I ever knew destroyed my own self-worth
the day he beat my mother was was the day I thought I'd die
I swore it'd be the last time that this boy would ever cry

as I lie upon this cot I look up toward the sky
the Word says He still loves me though I can't help wonder why
the man I am today is one He pulled up from the mud
I've put my hope in these three things...
the spirit, the water, and the blood


looking in this broken mirror I see a man redeemed
my newborn faith in God above uplifts my self-esteem
the One who sent his Son to die forever set me free
these bars that keep me locked up now will soon no longer be
(I'll pay the penalty...)

the time has come the needle waits I find myself at peace
tomorrow morn I'll pay my dues before I find release
forgiveness I have begged from Him for causing so much pain
my hope is He remembers me and that I'll live again

as I lie upon this cot I look up toward the sky
the Word says He still loves me though I can't help wonder why
the man I am today is one He pulled up from the mud
I've put my trust in these three things...
the spirit, the water, and the blood

as I lie upon this bed of death I close my eyes
his family's all gathered 'round it makes me wonder why
the man I killed's dear widow helped to pull me from the mud
(because like me)
she's put her faith in these three things...
the spirit, the water, and the blood

Copyright © Tommy Boy

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Bridge Over Troubled Water

B  ridge Over Troubled Water...
R  ealizing I am not above trouble...
I  am human to a fault...
D ecisions in life to be crossed...
G  od knows my life stands at the alter...
E  ternity is my bridge over troubled water...

O  ver Troubled Water...
V  ictory in the mist of my troubles...
E  ven when I make the same mistakes...
R  ivers of troubled water will take place...

T  roubled Water...
R  eality sinks in, through the flow of the river...
O  nly that can be seen, by the unseen eye...
U  nderneath the bridge there lies...
B  eneath the waters that flow...
L  ies awaiting the answer to our call...
E  very decision that can be made over...
D  ecides our destiny through troubled waters...

W  ater...
A  s clear as the answer to our troubles...
T  akes us on to a new life...
E  ternity, forever illuminated by the living Christ...
R  ealizing that He is the answer to, Bridge Over Troubled Water... 

By:  Cinda M Carter

Contest...Bridge Over Troubled Water



Copyright © Cinda Carter

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God's Grace

The blue waters,
The green trees,
The blue skies,
The light breeze,
The crisp air,
The birds sing,
The puffed clouds;
The awakening.

Copyright © Kevin C. Martin

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The water. 
It ripples and waves.
Its soothing to the touch and it runs over your body like an invisible blanket.
When life is too much to take I run to the water.
I've thought about lost loved ones over the view of the ocean.
As the waves ran over my toes and pulled back it was as if God was telling me I'm here.
I see your pain. I see your passion. In time I will wash them away.
When it rains, it stirs something inside of my heart. I know that as this storm shall pass, so will the trials of life.
The pain will be washed away. All will grow new again.
Pain is water.
Joy is water.
Life it water.
Water is beauty.

Copyright © Misty Hoot

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Eternal Spring

With each stone,
A certain size,
A distinct color,
Water flows gracefully
Over each backbone of the brook.

Along the brook,
The water is pristine,
Yet calm and quiet,
Rolling over stones
And pebbles, the water streams into
A natural spring.

The spring dwells
Eternal life,
Once drank,
Life everlasting.
Offering life after passing.

Copyright © Sarah Cassleman

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Jesus Gives LIVING Water

Jesus Gives Living Water!

Perhaps your feel as if you life has “run dry.”
Nothing that you’ve tried has satisfied…

Perhaps you feel as if any love has “dried up.”
You may feel like you want to give up?

God’s words tell us some words we can live by.
Jesus gives living water, that’ll never run dry!

He gives living water that nourishes the soul.
And offers completeness to make us whole!

His water is eternal and brings hope within!
It feeds the soul of man, and will never end!

Won’t you come and drink of this water so pure?
A new life in Christ, can be yours…  For sure!

His pure water can quench the thirst of man.
There’s nothing too hard for Jesus to understand!

He loves us so much and is alive this hour!
Won’t you drink from his life changing power?

Hallelujah to Christ!  The soon and coming king!
A complete love and peace is what he brings!

Thank you Jesus!  For your mercy and love!
Please quench our hearts, from heaven above!

The water from Jesus gives life everlasting!
He offers it to everyone!  Just for the asking!

By Jim Pemberton   05/04/14

Copyright © Jim Pemberton

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The Water

Do not disturb the water
The man once said to me
for those who've tried are no more
Quite mysteriously

They spoke of love and life once lived
A place called home, where all was his

It all burnt away, he said with a tear
and all i'm left with is this empty fear

As you see my friend we've much in common
But theres once major difference
you're not in a coffin

So feel free to take a swim
Test the waters he said with a grin
for I see you know which way to go
Dont make me push you in

Copyright © Addam Hughes

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Sunlight trickles through stained glass windows.
She kneels, a little apart from her fellows
who also seek salvation in water.
Her gray hair slips from her circumspect braid,
and her Sunday-best thrift-store garb
stands out because it doesn't.
Shaking fingers tap the rail
Nervous feet twitch as she waits.
The water flows down the line of supplicants
till it reaches her, and instantly,she is transformed,
beautiful from scraggly braid to thrift-store shoes.
Can mere water cause this transformation?
Is this a message for me---
Another arrow into the heart of my agnosticism?
I don't know, but for now, 
there is sunlight trickling through stained glass windows.

Copyright © Mary Oliver Rotman

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How To Make Holy Water

The process to make Holy Water is no big secret.
You just plain and simply boil the Hell out of it.

Copyright © SillyBilly theKidster

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Crying Out - 2

Have my peccant daydreams seep away
Purged from my mind devoid all delay
Evaporate those thoughts like the mist
Wring as a sponge, oh LORD, with a twist
Have me absorb ideas you adore
Blessed visions soak deep to the core
Living water so pure for my soul
Please, fill me up, each pore, every hole
My thoughts are wrong, so done be your will
Your providence is far greater still
So, God, exchange, my sin with your grace
Each transgression, remove every trace
Though my frail mind compels me to turn
With drowning pain, my life, you did earn.

Copyright © Bradley Musgrave

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My Lord
Rescuer of my lost soul
Deliverer of my salvation
Listens when I call
Heals my broken heart and makes me whole
My provider-
Comforts the weary
Mends the broken
        He walked on water
Imagine what He can do 

When I'm sad and lonely
When my heart longs for home
It's Him I look to 
Then I'm strong 
My Lord
The Prince of Peace
Feeds the birds that do not sow
The blind see and the Lame walk  
If His eyes are on a sparrow
I am entitled to blessings and grace
For He -
My Lord Jesus,
 walked on water
Imagine what He is able to do for you and me

Copyright © Wasekera Chiphazi Banda

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The scent of water

Hard may be the paths that are given to us Harder still they may be, when we choose not their way Yet, to abide to them we shall, always without any fuss For we are after all lost, blind and we need to find our way! This way that we do seek, is it not known as the end The end word known as death, the end of life and love If death be the end, then pray we do have faith on a ready stand Of course, life, at the scent of water does evolve! Holy water, sprouting from the root of mystery Pray do come and lead us all Take us there where all is holy Where always we hear songs of the choral! Life does not end with death, life gets renewed In this world, or another, by the Holy One, it is always brewed!

Copyright © Anoucheka Gangabissoon