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Someone spirit,
Spirit is in the air;
The color Purple, royalty that you wear;
And a Golden Crown, that's placed upon your head
Mercy and Grace surrounds them, yes
Yet In the twinkling of an eye, you will be there by their side My Father God and His Son Jesus
Yes, in a twinkling of an eye, you would be by their side
the Angel's and my Father God and Jesus
Physical life you spent, you chose send you were relentless;
But things you did change, you turned your life around-around;
You repented and yet you recanted it's by Jesus grace, that you now see His face
Now you've died and they laid you beside yourself and, but before you left you repent it and now your praises Spirituality eyes (you now can FLY, you now fly(
...and In the twinkling of an eye you will be there by their side My Father God and His Son Jesus
Well, in the twinkling of an eye, you will be by their side
the sides of angels choir singing devotionals
Singing those Hallelujahs
3/11/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr 2020
From "Praise Worthy" anthology
SINNER COUPLES REPENTIVE PRAISE--
I when left, but your beauty went right;
You were created by God,
Yet you choose to preform in sin
In sin lit ways you've dost your light
You've forsaken Jesus Christ
Yet whom am I to judge you see
My light also dim, dimmer by some degree
I too need Jesus in my life
Come here lovely one
Let us unite
In prayer
In liberty
In agape love
Just you and me
To sinful sinners
Uniting for for God's mercies and His grace
Let us together allow Jesus
To soften our hearts, shall we now start
We're in remorse, but now on course
Help us Lord, Help us Lord
united in prayer
We now got liberty
In agape love
God has we made me (us)
us together we stand and divided we fall
Hearing that still small voice we received the call
Alleluia
thank you Jesus
Alleluia
Alleluia
Repented, sins forgotten
As far as the east is from the west is
We're renamed and remanded in the heart of the Savoir.
thank you Father, thank you God
for what you did, and what you've done
Alleluia
thank you Jesus
Alleluia
Alleluia
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2019©
SHALL I DIE---
My age is daunting yes
I've live beyond my peers
Yet
Shall I die, shall I die;
I've been born, birth into sin;
Yes, I've did my dirt, I'm shamed;
Shall I die, shall I die
My parents both of them
Died of cancer
Shall I die
I've hid my hat and gloves
In the mailbox
In dead winter storms
Coat unzipped no boots on
Feet got wet should gotten ammonia or flu
Slip and fell on ice hit my head
Oh, I cried
Shall I die
Did I mention
That I am a sinner
Yet, I'm forgiven
I've repented, saved by grace
I am a product of the first disobedience
Yet I live I survived
Not ready to leave my earthy family yet
Did I mention
That I am a sinner
Yet, I'm forgiven
I've repented, saved by grace
I am a product of the first disobedience
I've been born, birth into sin;
Yes, I've did my dirt, I'm shamed;
Left physically alone
Marriage dissolved by death
Now I'm a widower, yet...
As I spy...
Shall I die
2/2/19
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr.2019©
15 Aug 2020 10:03 AM
Don't blame God
When I die and go to rest
Don't blame God for I am blessed
When Christ comes back and the trumpet is blown
I will arise and with Him I will go home
I did things that were wrong
I don't blame the devil for my own song
I wrote the words by the choices I made
I accepted the temptations that the devil gave
I have suffered for the things that I have done
And I have repented and am redeemed by Gods Son
You may hurt and you may cry
You may question and wonder why
Someone that you loved has passed away
And you are left alone to stay
But God has not forsaken you
It was just my time and my life was due
We all have a death to pay
Because of sin that we commit each day
But Christ was sent to redeem us all
Just repent and answer His call
Then one day when the rapture comes
We will meet again in the air with His Son
Then ever with the Lord we will be
Alive and well and forever free
No one repented for what they did to you.
You've been unhappy since that day.
As you're well aware, this is a major outdo.
Extricate yourself and admit their reply anyway.
They stranded, estimating you'll fall down.
This claimed partner just pawed you as prey.
Still, hate and gall won't let you go around.
Allow yourself to wane and accept him anyway.
You feel ashamed when you look in the mirror.
You estimate your errors, nearly every day.
The pathway of living will indeed be clearer.
Even if you don't cause the fractures anyway.
Written: July 26, 2022
Wordsmith's worst nightmare
fortunately thwarted courtesy
mine tall tale telling flair.
Mine irretrievable brilliant masterpiece...
all for naught after mental cogs and wheels
I did apply creative juice metaphorical grease
regarding tour de force pièce de résistance writing
forever lost to the annals of human history.
So much for escaping to paradise island
(Garden of Eden) and experiencing zen
Impossible mission to earn untold yen
concerning prosaic poem/ poetic prose titled
The old battleaxe and her henchwomen
irrecoverable linkedin to sinking feeling
hours, days, weeks... all spent for naught
dharma bum - me got doled out unfair
injustice though scoreboard (tabulating
when yours truly acted immoral) oddly even
Steven after I repented against
marital infidelities nearly cost priceless
paternal love of daughters, whereby
their father experienced
suicidal ideations thought
to drown his sorrows
overdosing on fen-phen.
A transcendent awakening
occurred within noggin of one simian
a clothed outlier caged within human zoo
predicated upon his overactive imagination
inextricably favorable ratings did woo,
albeit ephemerally savored renown, and true
value viz his great Magnus Opus,
whereby riches couped courtesy
brief brush with fame and glory
found countless people lined in queue
(and moment of morning glory
subsequently slipped
thru gnarly butter fingers
symptomatic of nervousness
exhibited courtesy an aspiring Nehru
case in point my pal Joey, a kangaroo
dear reader pardon
tardy greeting regarding helloo
cuz decided against formalities,
a nonestablishmentarian he doth eschew
no ghostly chance I merely utter boo!
Unlikely I scared
the living daylights out of you,
nor would that be intent
regarding self taught amateur
practitioner of voodoo
I rarely if ever cast spells,
nevertheless yours truly
still under probation
and peer review
so breathe easy, cuz Matthew
Scott Harris would hate
to tarnish reputation of Guru,
that charming humble fellow
he taught me wizardry.
The candles are extinguished today and the crucifix covered in black
for the One whos life was once bludgeoned with ignorance and greed
As He readied for heaven, he took each heavy Pontus whack
for sake of a world that could not accept nor believe, His Holy Creed
Some repented while others shouted profanities and ignored His tears
as He carried the Cross towards His final resting place, He slowly wept
the sky, grueling dark unbending, did not shed the rain nor smear
while His laced up sandals walked the sand without God's intercept
"But If I, With The Finger Of God," He once implied before he died
but this was not to be, for the Son of God belonged to man's transfix
He walked through throngs and herds as he closed the great divide
they watched, as clustered Halos grew around His bloodied Crucifix
But If I, With The Finger Of God could wipe away His pain
be more then just a writer recalling His death with ink and quill
The world would be changed as I know it, and He would Reign
Yes He is the One who died but also, the One they could not kill.
Give it some time to pick up my past bits and pieces…
I’m slowly sinking…
Sometimes, we’re lost and scared out of our wits…
I do wishful thinking…
Sorrow pierces through my skin from within…
I haven’t repented of my abominable, lustful sin…
Starts to diminish the moment that suicidal thoughts win…
Feeling my way through trials, so thick and thin
I don’t exist in your heart
It tears me apart from the start
It haunts me every day and night
I have to put up this awful fight
And light my way out of the darkness…
And get my way out of this distress…
Distress…more or less…
I don’t exist, exist, exist inside your heart
I’m a runout soul that’s split apart in anguish
How I wish, wish, wish you’d be my work of art
I’m no doubt hopelessly, but faithfully a lonesome fish…
Swimming in the sea-deep tears of my weeping
Your shadow in hiding is falling apart, then leaping
Into my arms…into my arms…is where you belong
But, you never existed inside my heart all along
Sorrow pierces through my skin from within…
I haven’t repented of my abominable, lustful sin…
Starts to diminish the moment that suicidal thoughts win…
Feeling my way through trials, so thick and thin
I don’t exist in your heart
It tears me apart from the start
It haunts me every day and night
I have to put up this awful fight
And light my way out of the darkness…
And get my way out of this distress…
Distress…more or less…
I don’t exist, exist, exist inside your heart
I’m a runout soul that’s split apart in anguish
How I wish, wish, wish you’d be my work of art
I’m no doubt hopelessly, but faithfully a lonesome fish…
But, this song will tell you one thing —
You are everything in God’s eyes
So take wing…take wing…please bring
Me to your solace of tranquil highs
Just a matter of fact
I have been tattered and torn and waxed
Covered in shame
My guilt is to blame
Made the wrong choices
Listen to me the one hidden voices
Those that says and I have accepted my wrong choices
That I belong to Satan married to him
Trapped in the dark no more REPENTED and divorced him
I have retracted repented that I mentioned
Cross the tracks
I am now relaxed
I have found my true purpose on Earth again
Repented and now I see the light
I'll come out
Out the dark
With no place to walk
I not rise
I fly toward Heaven's sky
I am sworn birth and born again
I Rise
I fly
No longer do I cry
Wiping the tears from my eyes
I Rise
Toward the skies
I fly
I Rise
I fly to heaven's shore
4/17/21
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr ©
My Lord, my God;
Merciful Father
I come before thee
Father, restore me;
forgiver of all whims,
forgiver of all my sins,
and all my shames
you even know my name;
Come into my life please,
Father restore me;
O' great is thy are(great you are)
You are ever beautiful by far;
As a fallen star, please Lord;
Father, restore me;
Humbly I come before thee O Lord;
Humbly I ask your forgiveness;
God
Humbly I repent of these things;
Of the sins, which I've part taken in;'
merciful Father;
I am sorry
Father restore me
God for all those sins I've done;
from conception on...
I've repented of them all;
I am so sorry Lord;
On the tree, the cross you bleed and died for me so...
Humbly I repent of these things;
Of the sins, which I've part taken in;'
merciful Father;
I am sorry O God
Father, please restore me
7/17/19
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2019©
Written for project North Omaha Writer’s Group assignment 2019©