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Saxon

Isaac's son
saac's son
Saxon
O Israel where are you
I know you are not a Jew
Joseph come home
come home O child come home

I spy David's thrown
we'll have to make preparations
to bring it back to Jerusalem
so that when our savior comes home
he will have a proper place to sit
there upon his fathers thrown

for sins the Lord with held the blessings
over twenty five hundred years
and then we suddenly received them
swiftly they fade away
think we will ever learn our lesson
think we'll ever straighten our ways

"Be sure to observe my Sabbaths
keep the sanctified day
do not go around worshiping idols"
now blessings are fading away
does anybody else know
what does the word of God say

soon the skies will be iron
and the land will turn to brass
plagues shall scald our people
and our cities will break like glass
that fell down from the heavens
shattered and scattered all to pieces
we should have obeyed the laws of our father
like we were told to by the great king Jesus

O Ephraim, O Manasseh
I pray we learn our lesson fast
so that the pain doesn't have to last
we will all soon be slaves
God's will and try to be brave
still I pray
my God have mercy
and I pray to see the day
when we all learn to live
within God's laws and learn his ways

O America, O Britain
nation overseas and mine
don't you know God is going to punish us
time after time after time
until we learn the way to happiness
and inherit eternal life
we will walk by the river of life that flows
I guess we’ll have to learn the hard way
I guess that's just how it goes
they don't believe God and they wont believe me
I guess that soon enough
everybody in the world will know
everybody in the world will see
(Jer: 50:4-6)
In those days, and in that time, saith the LORD,
the children of Israel shall come, they and the children of Judah together,
going and weeping: they shall go, and seek the LORD their God.
They shall ask the way to Zion with their faces thitherward, saying, Come,
and let us join ourselves to the LORD in a perpetual covenant that shall not be 
forgotten. 
My people hath been lost sheep: their shepherds have caused them to go astray,
they have turned them away on the mountains:
they have gone from mountain to hill,
they have forgotten their resting place.

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Usary

Usary

Usary on the poor Maybe leagle
but it aint right

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The Times

The Times

Love thy neighbor or eat them

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Creation

Creation

For the love of creating

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Pocket Change

Pocket Change

Extra Extra read all about it
How many senators and/or congressman can you name
How many faces do you recognize in the tabloids
and don't you wonder how much their paid
by the lobbiest
I'd say
this should be public information
right in front of our face
maybe it is what do I know
but I'd say they've got it made
our tax money probably little more
than their jingly little pocket change
but who really knows
except those playing the game
and who could recognize them
they could be standing right next to us
in the grocery store check out lane
does anybody but me wonder
how they can escape great fame
they rule the world
along side the fall guys
set up to take the blames
and they all laugh at us
probably because we are noting more
than their jingly little pocket change

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The Occupation

The Occupation

Before all of this
before all of the universe
even before the super speck singularity
there existed Alpha and Omega
that is to say that,
there was only the very quiet and very still
infinite future of endless possibilities
existing everywhere and all at once 
a present unrealized and undefined
no beginning and no end
chaotic and void for lack of time
distance and instant undefined
somehow,
infinite possibility harmonized
infinite energy was realized
but it had no where to go
so it existed as a ball of light
that gathered infinite possibility
until it particalized and became
the very first instance of a present time
the very center of a future
was now defined

the particle converted to momentum
it's space conquered and defined
so the electric ball shrank down
to grab another piece of infinite possibility
the past the distance left behind

the momentum in the past now pressed on the future
points of time multiplied
until distance reached a size where
the infinite energy began to divide
into energies of different types
and the balls of light gathered together
to form molecules of all kinds
and great spheres of fusion
that could convert the balls into lines

and when all the conditions were just right
within the newly organized
infinite possibility time line
came the third day and
the first planet to come alive
and produce mass seeking mass
to energize and multiply
if life can only come from life
then the substance of the future
must be alive
and all that exists is but the gravity of thought
organized and placed within a line of time
his children are consciousness at liberty
as a race of beings we define
the line of time we occupy
the meek shall inherit the earth
and all things belong to the wise

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Eminent Domain

Eminent domain

The money is all dried up like the grass on the side of the road
I said the money's all dried up like the grass on the side of the road
feels like dragging a heavy load
accross the the earth spinning out of control
run by people that have no soul

aint know doctor gonna kill my pain
feels like our world is gonna burst into flames
my God how I wish it would rain

no work today
soon I'll have no place to stay
because I can't even rent this cheap
their gonna put me out on the street
my wife my kids and me
and I can't wait until my God claims

eminent domain

my God how I wish it would rain
is anybody else feeling my pain

I guess this is what happens
when you charge poor people usury
and all of our lenders are guilty
now how do you like the penalty
stiffen your neck and your gonna find
that this is only the beginning
now all the tax moneys thrown out and wasted
and I'm out on the street stone cold and naked
think your heaven wont be my pain

now the money all dried up like the grass on the side of the road
my how God I wish it would rain
let the humble receive their rights

eminent domain

eminent domain

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The Entertainer

The Entertainer

Ofcourse he's watching
so entertain him with thoughts of morality and good deeds

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Hired Hand

Hired Hand

and so we see, 
That some are in the hands of God because they love him, his son, and his commandments.
While others point the finger of their false Gods
and teach a false Christ to their neighbors.
and Jesus exalts his holy father in heaven and says 'I am the way'.
while others teach, 'I am your holy father come to my church and pray'.
and they set up idols and false gods as stumbling blocks, to lead the flock astray.
I witness, it would be better for them to destroy all their images, statues, and artifacts, 
than to have one proselyte kneel before them to pray.
and I'm afraid
that no place for them will be found
come judgment day.

And Moses was a mighty warrior who with words and power divided a nation.
How much more mightier the Lord Jesus Christ, 
who divides churches, people, and nations.
and the blind cannot see for they cling to their twisted faith
how can those in the hands of false gods
ever find their way
for it is not in them to repent
for the sins that they commit 
easier for them to deny and or justify
their deeds, their ways, and their sins

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Journey of Faith

Journey Of Faith

From the smallest atom
to the largest galaxy
everything is unwinding
with precisely perfect timing
stories unfolding, poems rhyming
birds flying in the sky
comets passing closely by
children pointing and smiling
growing old we're slowly dieing
prophets warning
babies crying 
chicken in the oil
bubbling and frying
seems few on earth are truly trying
turn a penny in the gumball machine
what thing worth while comes easy
the shake down is surely coming
I guess we will see who truly believes
and who shall wither by the wayside