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Praise God With Me

We praise You for the mysterious sea
We fear Your glorious Name above all Names
More than the sharpness of shark fangs
We will forever sing of Your glory.
Oh, Architect of all Earth’s beauty,
King above all kings that reign, 
Deliverer from our every chain,
You are so ever praiseworthy!

Your Son died and rose again,
He holds the keys to Your kingdom,
His blood washes clean our every sin.
Behold the Spirit He said You would send, 
No one surpasses Him in wisdom,
He is our ever-present friend.


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How Not to Start a War

War is a sickness that kills one by one,
you never know it's coming until - BAM!
It will sneak up on you like a hit man,
and it makes sure to take your only son.
When I think about what they could have done
to stop this madness before it began,
my thoughts are of preaching's from a wise Man
named Jesus Christ, only begotten Son.

He talks of forgiveness and being meek,
to always show kindness to thy neighbor.
Even if they aren't worthy of your time,
still, you must love and turn the other cheek.
Don't be too weary of all your labor,
that you are willing to commit a crime.


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Jesus Christ' Parable - The Wedding Feast

Importance of Humility / Reward For Generosity
LK 14:7-14

He told a parable to those who had been invited, noticing how they were choosing the places of honor at the table. 
"When you are invited by someone to a wedding banquet, do not recline at table in the place of honor. 
A more distinguished guest than you may have been invited by him
The host who invited both of you may approach you and say, 'Give your place to this man,'
 Then you would proceed with embarrassment to take the lowest place. 
Rather, when you are invited, go and take the lowest place so that when the host comes to you he may say,
 'My friend, move up to a higher position.'
 Then you will enjoy the esteem of your companions at the table. 
For everyone who exalts himself will be humbled, But the one who humbles himself will be exalted.
" Then he said to the host who invited him 
"When you hold a lunch or a dinner, do not invite your friends or your brothers or your relatives or your wealthy neighbors, in case they may invite you back and you have repayment. 
Rather, when you hold a banquet, invite the poor, the crippled, the lame, the blind; 
Blessed indeed will you be because of their inability to repay you. 
For you will be repaid at the resurrection of the righteous."


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Goodbye

You left us on the Fourth of July
Now my heart is filled with unexpected pain
I remember when you would say to look at the sky
To find the moon, now that is on memory lane.

You would sing us the sweetest lullaby
Even though you were far away
And simple phone call to pacify
The miles traveled in a day

But ever since the day you've been gone,
I've succeeded in many things you'd be proud of
It has been so hard for us to move on
I just keep thinking of you up above

No matter the miles that keep is apart
You will forever and always be in my heart.


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Altar call

Altar call

In the name, blood, wounds and death of Jesus on the cross,
And by his resurrection on the third day,
Jesus, the first born from death,
The only warrior with power that conquered death,
Altar call of all children to the light,
The children of the whole world,
Don’t be deceived by this dark world,
Being promised riches, big houses, big cars,
And the first mission is to kill your parents, next all your relatives,
Welcome to the promises,
Car is an ugliest snake, house is the cage, money works in the dark, hard labor,
There are no real things in the dark work but fake,
If you killed all your parents and relatives,
You will be left with no one to protect you,
And be left with no option but to continue in the dark,
And become the slaves of hard labor of darkness,
But if you run to Jesus, and let Jesus into your heart,
Reading a bible starting by John Gospel,
Making prayer in the name of Jesus,
You become forever free indeed in Jesus name,
And only light will shine on you,
By light you will know and see all tricks of darkness. 


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Bright And Morning Star

     BRIGHT AND MORNING STAR
The grace of all He is be with you all
as certain as the end, the promised love
comes quickly as a thief, to bring the fall
of what the world's become, and singing of.

Behold how quickly comes, from Alphas flame;
as naught can end unless it has begun;
the light of one who's called a holy name
will light Jeruselum without the sun.

These words were said--to write--Omega's near.
And all who can will find the narrow way,
as prophesied for all the world to hear,
and then the bride says, come, this is the day.

Those hearing all will come, from near and far,
to Davids' own, a bright and morning star.
© ron wilson aka vee bdosa the doylestown poet


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To hear you again

Set child, listen to your elder's story                                                                          often as you can for we are but men                                                                               A time to live a time to die sorely                                                                                   in life to always do good, my friend:                                                                      Written books are ink and pen, by a hand                                                                       So harken more to do the good, when told                                                                 Living letters never to hold again                                                                                   is far better to hear a voice of old:                                                                                for prose can write anything to get their way                                                                  living histories of the feelings told                                                                                     are fading, grows from youth to old but stay;                                                                  before you pass a place you can not go                                                                          To heed my grandmother's words, I said no                                                                      always to do good I fail but I know


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Jesus Christ' Parable - Master's Return


Being Prepared for Judgment
MT 24:45-51
MK 13:34-37
LK 12:35-48

"Gird your loins and light your lamps, be like servants who await their master's return from a wedding, ready to open immediately when he comes and knocks.

Blessed are those servants whom the master finds vigilant on his arrival.

Amen, I say to you, he will gird himself, have them recline at table, and proceed to wait on them.

Should he come in the second or third watch and find them prepared in this way, blessed are those servants.

Be sure of this:

If the master of the house had known the hour when the thief was coming, he would not have let his house be broken into.

You also must be prepared, for at an hour you do not expect.

The Son of Man will come."

But if that servant says to himself, 'My master is delayed in coming,' 

Begins to beat the menservants and the maidservants, to eat and drink and get drunk,

Then that servant's master will come on an unexpected day and at an unknown hour and will punish him severely and assign him a place with the unfaithful.

That servant who knew his master's will but did not make preparations nor act in accord with his will shall be beaten severely

The servant who was ignorant of his master's will but acted in a way deserving of a severe beating shall be beaten only lightly.

Much will be required of the person entrusted with much, and still more will be demanded of the person entrusted with more." (Taken from LK 12:35-40, 45-48)


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My Father

My father...
You are a unique flower
This is how I keep you
In my heart forever
Until the sunset waves goodbye
My father...
You dwell now in the heart of Jesus Christ
Since with your strongest faith and blissful honor
You pleased our Lord, Jesus Christ, who
Visited your humble radiant home
In the middle of a calm night
And hugged your ardent soul
With an eternal blessing..
Your beautiful memory, my father, and
Your beautiful poetry will linger
Over Palestinian heights, your homeland,
And shine passionately forever.

This poetry was composed and translated to English and Spanish by his two daughters:
Suheila Zeidan and Nadia Shahwan in the memory of their father, Panayot Zeidan, who was
known as the poet of Palestine. He lived in Aruba for over twenty years working and
studying philosophy. He was a member in the Palestinian Book League, he worked as a
language teacher in addition to his small business as a merchant, and he composed
bounteous poetry that bloomed from his kernel with a great love for his country, Palestine.

Mi padre... 
Usted es una flor única, 
esto es cómo mantenerle en mi corazón para siempre, 
hasta que despide de la puesta del sol. 
Mi padre... 
Usted detenerme ahora en el corazón de Jesucristo, 
desde su fe más fuerte y dichosos honor; 
complace nuestro Señor, Jesucristo, 
que visitó su humilde casa radiante, 
en medio de una noche tranquila 
y abrazó a su alma ardiente 
con una eterna blessing… 
Su memoria hermosa, mi padre 
y su poesía hermosa se 
persistir en alturas de palestinas, su patria 
y brillan apasionadamente para siempre.


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Paragon of Virtue


His logos, oh, God had photographed
and made young Jesus his negative!
That, for us to see, to paragraph
it in life, so our souls, be received. 

But what’s faith does to my biograph
that my blooming illusions believed?
His logos, oh, God had photographed
and made young Jesus his negative!

Faith is like snowflake, a calligraph,
on fingertips of my thoughts that give
a paragon of virtue to live,
a subjective plot upon a graph;
His logos, oh, God had photographed
and made young Jesus his negative!


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The Fast

By lamplight I feast upon holy words,
in the darkest hours of lingering night,
not another voice, nor a sound is heard,
but thy Spirit, Lord, bringing forth true life.
Sustenance and nourishment to my soul,
As promised, I live not by bread alone,
but by every word that thou has spoken,
satisfying the marrow of my bones.
The sure promise of thy deliverance,
my Savior in my greatest hour of need,
forever steadfast in thy faithfulness,
humbly I bow to you, upon bent knee.

If daylight does bring hunger upon me,
in truth, Lord, I only hunger for thee.


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ALL THE WORLD WILL STOP - It's Jesus

   ALL THE WORLD WILL STOP
Some day we will hear the angel's voices,
singing from heaven
and the love of God will light up
this old world here below;
some day we will see a light from Heaven,
shining from Heaven,
and the love of God 
will light this world we know.

On the day when Jesus comes again,
we'll all look up to Heaven.
He'll be there in His glory
on the day He comes again.
On the day when Jesus comes again
we'll all look up to see Him!
On the day when Jesus comes again!

All the world will stop!
And look to Heaven
when they hear the angels singing!
All the world will stop!
And see the saviour
standing in the light of God!
All the world will stop!
and we'll see Jesus
and the glory He'll be bringing!
Then you're gonna hear the whole world singing!
Then you're gonna hear the whole world singing!
Hallelujah! It's Jesus!
© Ron Wilson aka Vee Bdosa the Doylestown Poet


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Sin Has No Hold ON Me

On this most holy of days
I stop for a moment to think
Of sin and its horrible stink
I begin to mend my ways
I give jesus the praise
I no longer at sin will wink
Now it makes me blink
I care what Jesus says
He is my Savior now
He died to make me whole
At my sin He didn't scowl
He gave His life for my soul
He died to set me free
Now sin has no hold on me!


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A Heavenly Poem

God never turns his back on you,
Even during your darkest hour,
When things may get the toughest in life,
Which make you question,
Whether He really exsist ot not,
But He has never left your side,
And He watches over you always,
During your good times and bad,
For you need to believe in Christ,
To see the light of the gates of heaven,
Which will brighten your everyday,
For you will feel his presence in your life,
Cause He is there to guide you,
All along your way...


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YOU SAVED ME

YOU SAVED ME

I was there all alone
scared of the lights from the sky
afraid that soon I might die,
but I asked who would cry,
scream till the sky bleeds,
because I am the only reason she lives,
loves and doesn’t commit suicide?
Who will be by my bed side?
As I blinked the sky opened, 
clouds backing from their crime, 
hiding happy days with tears.
The sun lit, showing it always cares, 
here to warm me and light my days
so I find my hands when I decay.
		THE SERIOUS OW-JAY


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Jesus Christ' Parable -The Prodigal Son


Forgiveness of Sins / God's Love & Mercy
LK 15:11-32

Then he said, "A man had two sons, and the younger son said to his father, 'Father, give me the share of your estate that should come to me.' 

So the father divided the property between them. After a few days, the younger son collected all his belongings and set off to a distant country where he squandered his inheritance on a life of dissipation. 

When he had freely spent everything, a severe famine struck that country, and he found himself in dire need. 

Coming to his senses he thought, 'How many of my father's hired workers have more than enough food to eat, but here am I, dying from hunger. 

I shall get up and go to my father and I shall say to him, "Father, I have sinned against heaven and against you. 

I no longer deserve to be called your son; treat me as you would treat one of your hired workers."' 

So he got up and went back to his father. 

While he was still a long way off, his father caught sight of him, and was filled with compassion. 

He ran to his son, embraced him and kissed him; His son said to him, 
'Father, I have sinned against heaven and against you; I no longer deserve to be called your son. 

But his father ordered his servants, 'Quickly bring the finest robe and put it on him; put a ring on his finger and sandals on his feet...

Then let us celebrate with a feast, because this son of mine was dead, and has come to life again; he was lost, and has been found.' Then the celebration began. 

Now the older son had been out in the field and, on his way back, as he neared the house, he heard the sound of music and dancing. He became angry, and when he refused to enter the house, his father came out and pleaded with him. 

He said to him, 'My son, you are here with me always; everything I have is yours; but now we must celebrate and rejoice, because your brother was dead and has come to life again; he was lost and has been found.'" (Taken from LK 15:11-14, 17-25, 28, 31-32)


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IN HIS PERFECT PLAN

~ IN His Perfect Plan~ ( Free Style Sonnet) Believe in Jesus, our saviour and king, He willingly hung in the cross for you and me We all need his divine plan of salvation If to heaven we want to make it through God doesn't want a single soul lost He wants to take care of all our needs He wishes the best for you and me With his Word our souls he wants to feed We are told to seek the kingdom of God first Then everything else would follow us soon 'Cause God shows his love for us consistently Not even once for us He changes his tune Everything is important to our Father above Most of all any of us He call us with Love! Dorian Petersen Potter aka ladydp2000 copyright@2005 January,07,2015


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Light of the World

My spirit thirsts as heaven's angels sing
the words which lift me high above the earth
my heart embraces joy to which I cling.

My mind conceives that, to God, I'm of worth,
my future now is sealed in heaven's vault
for none can snatch me from my lofty berth,

Yet I have won my seat there by default.
He bought my ticket with his only Son,
who took my place and suffered death’s assault.

The angels cannot therefore be outdone
as joyously they raise their songs of praise,
while those of us who've free salvation won,

in time will spend unnumbered blissful days
with One whose star outshines the sun's own rays.


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''That the brilliance of your majestic ways--''

That the brilliance of His majestic ways
and fire that burns from His white-hot eyes
may give their light to space of infinite size 
and shine on all Earth's creatures' love and praise;
that the mercy He gives to him that stays
from wicked ways to keep his lips from lies,
for faith and grace to remain pure and wise
may give His Word renewed glory and raise;
that the millennial Kingdom's earthly time
arrives after end times' brief, labor pangs
and saves God's children from sin's filthy grime,
so they that were tempted of Satan's gangs
will live on in glory and in their prime
once Christ defangs the Serpent's deadly fangs!


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SONNET: THE SECRET OF SUCCESS:LOVE

Sonnet: The Secret of Success: Love (Sonnet) You can't really succeed without love Love or its lack will make you weak or strong Love is the key to success from God above And its power is a victorious song. With love we can overcome all kind of evil God give us all a heart and soul to love With an option to be kind forgive ill And we can do it walking in His love. Sometimes you may think that you can't do this But let me tell you in Jesus name you will Cause walking in His Word/Light is the key Think hard, you decide! God's way or your will. Just keep in mind that God/Love never, ever fails Do everything with love, heart with joy will fill. Dorian Petersen Potter aka ladydp2000 copyright@2015 January,1,2015


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Hi Jesus

Hi Jesus

It’s been a long, long time.
I hope that you still remember me, 
I’ve been hiding quite a while, deep inside.
I know that you know all things
Still, I think I should explain,
The reason I’ve been hiding
Is because of all the shame, because of all the pain.

I know that I don’t look so great
For meeting up with you tonight, in the hue of bedroom light 
But I hope you understand 
I’ve been alone since I was three, there was nobody caring, just me, you see.

You probably see the dirt marks
And smudges on my face…. and heart
But it seems no matter how I try
Some things I just can’t erase.

They say that eyes are windows 
they  peer into the soul.
I’m afraid that if you look there,
You’ll find it dark and cold, my soul half, not whole.
I’m not sure why it is, Lord,

But you won’t see any tears.
I guess they’ve just been cried up all these years.
I know that limp and lifeless 
Is my unruly heart.
I guess that’s just what happens
When no one really cares, when your childhood is ripped apart.

And if you ask a question 
I really do not have much to say. 
I’ve found that no one really wants 
To hear me talk about it anyway.

And if you care to listen,
Sit quiet and you’ll hear
How hard my heart is pounding. 
That’s because of all the fear.

You’ll notice that I wrapped my arms 
Around me all the time.
I did that for protection 
Of the things that should have been mine.


See, not so very long ago,									Pg.2
Without an ounce of care,
That monster  took away from me
Things I never meant to share.

And if you find I tremble inside
When you come close to me, 
It’s because of all the dreadful things 
That someone did to me, and they tried to hide.

Jesus I’m so sorry, if I disappointed you,
If these things have saddened you.
But when I cried out to you
You never told me what to do.

I know that in my mother’s womb 
You created me
And I can’t help but wonder
Is this what I was meant be?

They say that you are everywhere,
With each and every one,
But it seems that on those dark nights 
You left me all alone, just for him to take to play, to give me away.

They tell me that you love me
And I suppose it’s true,
But Jesus, please remember, they whispered it,
In the darkness and the stench
They said they loved me too.
© Theresa Rossouw


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Glory and Honor and Praise to My King

Glory and honor and praise to my King
Glory and honor and praise to my King
He is beautiful, holy and He made everything
I’ll always praise Him and lift Him on high
My King, my Savior, we’ll meet in the sky

Glory and honor and praise to my King
Blessing and glory and praises to Him
Glory and honor and praises I sing
Glory and honor, let my praises ring
Jesus, Jesus, all that’s divine
Jesus, Jesus, I know He is mine

Jesus, Jesus, eternal delight
Master, Savior, holy and bright
Glory and honor and praise to my King
Glory and honor and praise to my King
He is beautiful, holy and He made everything
Always, forever my praise I will sing


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The Line Between

O God, the pangs are crushing body, soul
And spirit—working deaths where sunlight fades— 
My arms are trunks of pain and taking toll, 
While tortures, stings, and sickness hauntly raids
To close the Gates of Hell to shut me in,
And heaven bows to greet while Hades seeks
To send The Reaper with his failing grin.
And illness ruins lives while havoc wreaks
The squalored throes of daily living on—
While body wastes away and breath remains
To sing your dirge while I still carry on…
Like trampling cattle trodding broken frame,
I live between the sunshine and the grave—
Like flowers cut and dying in the vase


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THE FIRST VOYAGE OF PAUL

    The First Voyage of Paul
A sailing ship, out aimless on the sea
forewarned by Paul--to sail would be a crime,
but captain said "you're safe now--you're with me"
he vowed their trip to Rome would be on time.

And so they set about to sail the main,
not caring that the Fast had well begun--
nor that no sailing man could see a gain,
for such a trip would fail--before it's done.

The captain caused the crew to set their plight
towards a Cyprus port--for needed rest,
when all at once the day turned into night--
and then the wind of God made life a test.

    The temptest blew for days--to Malta's shore
    and set the will of God--forevermore.
© ron wilson aka vee bdosa the doylestown poet


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World Christmas And New Year Emergency Prayer P1

World Christmas And New Year Emergency Prayer P1 

I f you think i am crazy when writing this poem,
Think again, 
This is your rescue, believers and non believers,
..........................Entered......................
In the name of Jesus, the Savior and the Lord,
From this day of 2014-November-05 South Africa standard time,
I am sending this fire of the Holly spirit to the whole world,
At the intersections, Interchanges, Bridges, Four-way junctions, T Junctions all kinds of road shapes,
To burn and destroy all the fake designs, webs and nets of the darkness,
The design made to destroy or injure the livers of the whole world,
And i am replacing all the evil tricks with the blood of Jesus,
And i am soaking all the world roads with blood of Jesus and protecting them with fire
To all the island, coasts and beaches i send fire,
And i am changing all the liquids and waters of the world into the blood of Jesus,

And i am sending spears of fire to all the evil meetings of the world,
To disarm and disperse the enemies and destroy all their powers in Jesus name,
To destroy all their tools forever in Jesus name,
To all gatherings of the world i am sending the Angels in Jesus name,
To arrest all the evil spirits and tricks and expose them in Jesus name,
I speak drying  and healing of every sickness and wound of the world in Jesus name,
I am sending solution to every problem and difficulties in Jesus name,
I am changing every mountain of the world into the body of Jesus,
And i am sending Holly Ghost wind to blow away all the tools of the darkness and communication,
Holly Ghost wind, sweep and throw them into the bottomless pit,
And i am sending Fire Holly Ghost into the mouth of world devil worshippers and vampires,
And i say nomore human blood and flesh in Jesus name, your stomach will go thirsty,
All places known for accidents i speak life, protection and peace in Jesus name,
I am sending endless power of Holly spirit to protect every innocent soul in this world,
I am minimising all the powers and communication of darkness into zeros (0)
In Jesus name,
Praise the Lord..
..........................Activated..................


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Jesus Christ' Parables - The Great Feast

Abuse of God's Grace / Necessity of Righteousness
MT 22:1-14
LK 14:15-24

One of his fellow guests on hearing this said to him, "Blessed is the one who will dine in the kingdom of God."

He replied to him, "A man gave a great dinner to which he invited many

When the time for the dinner came

He dispatched his servant to say to those invited

'Come, everything is now ready.'

But one by one, they all began to excuse themselves...

The servant went and reported this to his master

Then the master of the house in a rage commanded his servant

'Go out quickly into the streets and alleys of the town and bring in here the poor and the crippled

The blind and the lame.

' The servant reported, 'Sir, your orders have been carried out and still there is room.

' The master then ordered the servant

'Go out to the highways and hedgerows and make people come in that my home may be filled.

For, I tell you, none of those men who were invited will taste my dinner.'" (Taken from LK 14:15-18, 21-24)


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Light Of Jesus

       LIGHT OF JESUS
Have you not stared into God's Holy night
just letting go--to be part of the whole--
and frolicked in a flowing cosmic light
to bring about re-birthing of the soul?

So few have seen--within their searching mind
as dying and returning to before--
mistakenly, they search, but never find
the face of God--who let them live some more--

Our blinding light--forever reaches on--
and fills the soul with joy beyond compare
then bonds us all--when we think life is gone--
into a love that makes love ev'rywhere.

  And God gave us this love to ever be
  so simple yet--so hard for some to see.


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The Greatest Tale of All

A ransomed kiss and reward of its claim
  Killed a Son and King mocked in crown of thorns!
Not Jew or Gentile would forget his name,
  Nor wash away that holy blood of scorn.
King to an everlasting possession -
  A Kingdom Come from the clouds of heaven
Who, mute unto my own intercession,
  Feeds me on the bread and crumbs of leaven!
Show me the Truth...the Way...and hear my cry
  Lest I not see my life's reformation;
And lift me up lest you leave me to die
  In the wilderness of God's creation.
Was on the carried cross at Calvary
A holy man who lived and died for me?


              


August 1992


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The Ultimate Sacrifice

The Ultimate Sacrifice

Our omnipotent Savior, Jesus Christ
Is worthy of all the honor and praise
Through His redeeming death he paid the price
So all of humanity could be saved

Soldiers pierced the Messiah’s feet and hands
Then with spear they pierced the Messiah’s side
The ruthless soldiers did not understand
The things our Savior had prophesied

The Messiah who came from Mary’s womb
Triumphed over death and over the grave
Though His body was sealed inside a tomb
He arose, as foretold, on the third day

The Disciples of Christ were quite surprised
To discover the boulder pushed aside
Jubilant were they when they realized
The Blessed Savior was yet alive!


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''In the valley of souls flows a river--'' revised

In the valley of souls flows a river
of sorrows—a river of great despair.
It's a spiritual death that we all share,—
which napalms our lives and eats our liver.
Beware! Its undercurrent of wet doom
drowns us with heartless glee—it does not care,
and burdens us with more than we can bear.
We're like occupants in a cold, stone tomb
for whom can be heard and felt the death knell 
where heaven's desolate and God is dead,
as if we are a breath away from hell.
Here, where cautious souls dare not walk or tread,
we are like phantoms—like ghosts in a shell.
Yet, we fear not hell: but Despair we dread!