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What More Must Love Do

What more must love do

To make this world a better place
                              To find the hate we must erase
To light the way, a path to know
 

WE MUST NOT FORGET

It’s great for America to savor our success in life…and the people who helped create them…
To remember our victories…and take time to celebrate them…

We are a country of the industrial revolution, 
free public schools, think of all the medical breakthroughs we’ve completed.
We landed people on the moon, were instrumental in the formation of Nato
and vital,

and yesss if y'all must know

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The Name of Jesus must be used in accordance with his mission

"In Jesus' Name" is not a magic phrase
Many need to hold their tongue and behave
God the Father gave his Only Begotten Son

The name of Jesus is the name of redemption and
It is the productive life of Jesus and his mission that
Got us back to the Father

The Name of Jesus must be used in accordance with

Must Every Second Count

      Must every second always count
        eyes focused on the prize

      Must purpose color our every act
        ‘til every vista’s funereal black

How long must he wait?

How perversely exciting it used to be, in
the months after you made your decision
to abandon this hopeless situation
meaning [rueful laughter] the UK, not so much
the shattered bones of you and me

I was still hanging on, a faithful puppy
getting up early and heading out to Heathrow
to provide the welcome committee
and then I went straight to work?

WHY MUST WE FIGHT

Why must we fight each time we meet,
To show which one’s the strongest bear?
There’s really no need to compete.
Why must we fight?

There’s lots of female bears out there,
Who’ll love us, even in defeat.
Why don’t we just agree to share?

I’m satisfied to take back seat
And say you beat me fair and square.
I can’t be bothered in

what must I say to get you to speak

what must I say to get you to speak—
I’ve tried the soft approach,
the hard approach,
drank whiskey alone in dark corners
wrote letters I never sent
screamed at the night sky
asking the moon to drag your voice out of the void
I’ve said all the wrong things,
tried all the right ones—
sat in smoke-filled bars
with the ghosts of old conversations,
sat

How Much Must I Own

How much must I own to be free—
A ring of gold, a single key?
The stars are mine each cloudless night,
The wind is mine in silent flight.

I do not ask for halls of stone,
Nor call a crowded place my own;
A quiet room, a skyward tree,
And that, I think, is wealth to me.

The sea has never asked

We Must Part

You play with my emotions 
Make fuchsia fun of my devotion
You only teal take never give
Your love is fake not true or real

At first you were attentive 
Love bombing not defensive 
You slowly grew like a black sin
A snake coming out it’s skin

You want me to stay close
So you can swallow me whole
Your lies are

Yeah Right

The lyrebird v.s. the African Grey Parrots
The shrinking Thymus


Centerstage they took time to perform. She had spoke to other before te eveing. She wished to dance, dine and dance.Plie', she aid even though I lack the skills of beautiful artistry. They all laughed. The gentlemen took seats asking for scotch before they were seated in

Got my hide

Read this, you must
Excuse my dust,
See ya on flip side,
Reaper's got my hide!

The Bridge We Must Become

Begin not with the battle cry,
But with a question—soft, not sly:
“What pain do you still carry near?”
Then wait in grace, then choose to hear.

The soil still holds our common thread,
Though fields lie fallow, dreams lie dead.
Yet seeds of peace may grow again,
If tilled by hearts, not swords of men.

No wall can keep the storm at

I must fast'

I will fast and ask the Lord..In prayer petition and happy
Accord 'for an awakening in the world and land of my birth' a turn
To God and away from the dearth.' The depths they have
Plumbed in popular trends which are all false idols may 
They make amends, killing infants is murder..It I really so
Wrong and walking

The Me, Myself And I God Must Die

You who worship yourself,
listen carefully.
I won’t shout.
I don’t have to.
Truth cuts deeper when it’s whispered.

You raise your hands high,
but not to the God who made you.
You worship the mirror.
You exalt dust.
You crown yourself king over a kingdom made of ashes.

You pray, but only for yourself.
You sing, but only about yourself.
You preach, but only to glorify

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