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And I Am In Love with the Love of the Love I am in Love with Him Father, God Jesus Lord of ALL-
agape…
I’m in love again,
And I am, I am, I am and I am in love with Him;
You also I have fallen for, I’m climbing up my soul;
Emotions rages, I’m on second stages;
I am, I am, I am and I am in love with the love of the love I am in love with Him;
Father, God Jesus Lord of all;
I am so endowed by your presents WOW:
Let your brilliants shine,
Sweet agape wild;
Oh! I caress, your blessedness;
And I am in love;
And I love that fact;
And I’m right on track;
I just need to get back, relax;
I have fallen for; I’m climbing up my soul;
Emotions rages, I’m on second stages;
I’m in love again,
And I am, I am, I am and I am in love with Him;
You also I have fallen for, I’m climbing up my soul;
I am, I am, I am and I am in love with the love of the love I am in love with Him;
Father, God Jesus Lord of all;
I am, I am, I am and I am in love with the love of the love I am in love with Him;
And I am, I am, I am and I am in love with Him;
I am, I am, I am and I am in love with the love of the love I am in love with Him;
I am, I am, I am and I am in love with the love of the love I am in love with Him;
Father, God Jesus Lord of all;
6/8/19
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr.©2019
From Anthology “ Intermittent Praises”
Quote By: Sofia Rojas
The wrong person will find you at peace then later leave you in pieces
The right person will find you when broken and help you find peace again
Both are necessary in the development and learning of your existence.
So many years of trying to find the right partner
all I got was pain and heartache, where did I go wrong ?
Guess I spend too much time trying to protect my armor
lost in my loneliness I always felt like I didn't belong;
Then I learned to self soothe and sing my own lullabies
stitched my hopes to trust then prayed him in, Who knew
that the right one would come along and hear my cries.
Yes he came to my rescue, right on cue !
Sometimes we need to meet many Mister Wrongs
before we can finally find our Mister Right
It doesn't mean you failed,
it just means your prayer never got mailed....
C an you see my heart on my sleeve
O r my feeling know by the shade of my skin?
L ittle is known of what's inside by the colors therein.
O r do you imply from the color of my eyes that I am bright or dull?
R arely it seems do the colors of beings do more than show the hull.
B right minded minions formed from light
L inger and fight for a colorful night
I n countries scattered all over the world
N uance is cherished and evil dispelled.
D own with hatred and prejudice we're all the same!
N o right minded person can make lesser claim.
E qualize, equate, energize light
S o all of us can dwell in a
S afe colorful right!
my soul's vibrant hues unfold like a canvas
of endless possibility.
I am a masterpiece of resilience,
I am a civilian in my creative pavilion
The day may be long but
My poetry roots are strong
Crafted with every scar,
my life is a poetic memoir
Society tried to put me to sleep
I awaken to the promise of a new day
A new day's promise takes its place,
As blessings occupy my mental space
With every breath, with every step,
I’m right on track when thing go left.
In the mist a a spiritual fight
Blessing light up my darkest
Night
though the journey's long,
We pave the path, He keeps
The score and does the math.
We find the strength to seize the day
in the stillness.
You may not like my words;
You say they don’t rhyme;
You say I’m wasting time;
So, so, so what wuz up
I’m a poet
An international Poet
Bet ya didn’t know it
I’m a songwriter not a singer be
And yet if only just ONE person
Like my verses, then that’s OKAY wit me
Yet I write on
Right ON!
Like a preacher leading
And sometimes I’d even found myself teaching
And I say to you
God bless you
God bless you
Each and every one of you
If it’s just one word
One sentence
One verse, helps you
God blessed you
For I am self-proclaim
Poet some of you may know this
I’m a minister-of words
Inspired by a living God
And if you like it, it’s find
And if you don’t it is find
And if you block me, I might maybe cry
For I am self-proclaim
Poet some of you may know this
I’m a minister-of words
Inspired by a living God
And if you like it, it’s find
And if you don’t it is find
I’m a minister {self-proclaimed}
I write a song
For a mighty King {self-proclaimed}
I’m a minister of God
Halleluiah
And all I need is just one soul
To read
And all I need is just on voice to hope
And all I need is just a maximum of help
All that needs to read my verse is just “ONE”
Halleluiah
1/31/21
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2021©
With my shoes on I'm gonna walk on
With my shoes on I'm gonna walk on;
With my shoes on I'm gonna walk on, walk on. . .
With my shoes on I'm gonna walk on to heaven;
With my hands raised I'm gonna praise in
With my hands raised I'm going praising;
With my hands raised I'm gonna praise in;
Walking, walking on in, on to heaven;
Gonna march, march, march and run...
Got my shoes on I'm gonna shut my mouth and start prayin;
Gonna march, march, march and run;
With my shoes on I'm gonna walk on
Walk right on into heaven;
Gonna praise, praise and praise pray to Him;
Gonna praise, praise and praise pray to Him;
won't need nobody to show me how, to praise and praise and praise Him;
Him whom created the air I breathe;
Him he whom even given me all that I need
Him who grants me liberty and freedom;
Gonna praise, praise and praise pray to Him on my knees;
And when I thought gonna put my shoes on and walk right on into heaven;
Gonna walk on to glory;
For God is the infinite story;
I read His words,
This is one way He's heard;
Gonna read and obey His word;
I'm gonna walk, walk, walk, on to heaven;
Put my shoes on, march on to Zion
On those streets of gold;
Go where Michael rode;
On a golden chariot;
Blazon feats of glory of my Lord King Jesus;
With my shoes on I'm gonna walk on
With my shoes on I'm gonna walk on;
With my shoes on I'm gonna walk on, walk on. . .
With my shoes on I'm gonna walk on to heaven;
With my hands raised I'm gonna praise in
With my hands raised I'm going praising;
With my hands raised I'm gonna praise in;
Walking, walking on in, on to heaven;
Gonna march, march, march and run...
Got my shoes on I'm gonna shut my mouth and start prayin;
Gonna march, march, march and run;
With my shoes on I'm gonna walk on
Walk right on into heaven;
Written by James Edward Lee Sr.(c)2007,2017
July 26 2007
From anthology "More Than An Apple Tree"2007
She gave me a star by my name
Just what I’ve dreamed of for so long
There by name, a shinning star
To PM Members I belong
She gave me a star...
She gave me a tiara for my hair
Sent messages for the “Queen”
She chased all my tears far away
A kinder heart I've not seen
She gave me tiara
She gave me a smile for my lips
Brought the sunshine right on in
It’s hard to fathom such sweet care
This friendship of ours is a win
She gave me a smile
I wish for something more to give
Than this simple silly old rhyme
I’d give her what she desired
Something that will last through all time
I’ll give her my love!
Eileen Manassian Ghali
I wanted to say a very humble thank you to F J for her stupendous gift of a PM Membership. If you only knew how long I've wanted it and the reasons why I didn't get around to it....Lots of reasons. Here it is...a gift....a star by my name...by a star in my sky. :) F J....you've been more than kind to me....First the tiara and queen title...now this....I will carry this in my heart....for as long as it beats. Thank you for your wonderful friendship. God bless you!
Lo, listen to me Maria, Maria;
Oh, this is to you a song from me;
Oh, listen to me Maria;
Singing this song;
Maria sings a merrily;
A song she does sing ever-free
Sing to me,
Singing her song all day long;
While the bells are yet ringing on the hour;
Maria
Lo, listen to Garcia, poet supreme;
Oh, listen to his lyrics, you've no idea what this means;
la la la la, fa la la la
la la la la la la;
la la la la, fa la la la
la la la la la la
Lo, listen to me Maria, Maria;
Oh, this is to you a song from me;
Oh, listen to me Maria;
Singing this song;
Maria sings a merrily;
A song she does sing ever-free
Sing to me,
Garcia writing his lyrics for people to hear them, writes on, right on;
Reciting his verse, Garcia recites his poems very well, so well;
Lo, listen to me Maria, Maria;
Oh, this is to you a song from me;
Oh, listen to me Maria;
Singing this song;
Maria sings a merrily;
A song she does sing ever-free
Sing to me, Maria sing on, sing long, Maria
2/25/70
Written by James Edward Lee 1970, 2019©
God's instructions are simple enough
asking that we would just obey
knowing the Lord has our best at heart
trust His words all of the way
God says go and stand, so simple
right on the mountain to be seen
a lesson to be under His word of truth
every week shows you're truly keen
Being casual in your approach
God's blessing will be a miss
so make the Lord first priority
then His presence you'll relish
The Lord is about to pass by
as you stand upon the mountain
there you'll meet His very presence
drinking at the eternal fountain
Be in your place of holy worship
giving to God your sacrifice of praise
be holy humble and pure in heart
bring to Him exaltation to raise
(“Go out and stand on the mount before the Lord.” And behold, the Lord passed by.)
1 Kings 19: 11a
Every morning sitting off just to the side
More or less towards the beginning of my ride
There sat a little stone church and it's stoic rigid Cross
But as to my own invitation I would always just toss
With each new day I would just drive right on past
As to my own day it was already moving too fast
For already in my head so many thoughts were racing
Because it was yet just another day for which I was bracing
And as Monday went and Tuesday quickly came
I decided that this day would not be the same
I made a quick turn and pulled into that lot
Didn't you ever yearn for something you ain't got
Pulling at that wooden door they seemed to be closed
But oh what was in store by the simple remark posed
For standing there with a key in a calm quite voice
Father said to me, "it seems that you have made a choice"
I was about to speak and somewhat explain my side
When with a loud squeak Father opened that door wide
Gesturing with his hand allowing me to enter first
If you can understand I felt like I was going to burst
And in entering the pew and kneeling down on my knees
I simply cried out anew and told God all my pleas
In rising back to my feet and heading out the door
I was soon back on the street but my spirit started to soar
Yes that day was so different with such a feeling inside
That I soon again went just putting everything else aside
And looking back on all those days it so quickly comes to thought
That just to give Him praise is all I ever really sought
And as I am created like you and you are created like me
Then if this you shall also do then you too shall be free
So the next time you see such a place just off to the side
Maybe it was meant to be that you finally went back inside