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In His Book

In His Book

If I lived so long ago
At the creation of man
I wonder would I have
Stood strong in God's command
Or would I have eaten of
That tree famous for our fall
Tasting of the good and evil
Succumbed to the devil's call
If I could open the book
And have a look to see
What would the Lord
Have written of me?

If I'd been around
In those of Noah's days
When man was turned wicked
In all his thoughts and ways
Build an ark and climb aboard
Everything on earth to drown
Would God spare my family
Righteous in his eyes found
If I could open the book
Have just a look to see
I wonder what the Lord
Would have written of me

If I had been in Egypt
Working as an Hebrew slave
Witnessing a man said
Sent by God to save
Would I have believed
Prepared my things to go
Delivered from the plagues
Egypt would come to know
If I could open the book
Have a look to see
I wonder what God
Would have written of me

Now If you had been alive
And heard of a Virgin's birth
What would you believe
While Messiah walked the earth
What if he were to come
Return during our day
Standing here before him
What you he have to say
Perhaps one day
He may allow me a look
Happy I will be just to see
My name written in his book

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Man With the Ticket

Going 80
In a 50 zone
Cruising along
Singing my song
I like this beat
Lets crank it loud
Driving this road
Losing the load

I've got the wheel
Mic in my hand
The spot light is mine
Lead in the band
Whats that flashing?
Its the man
The man with the ticket

Saw him last week
In the 30 zone
When I took a stop
With a skip and a hop
No one was coming
And the music was good
Too late to down gear
Lights in the mirror

I've got the wheel
Mic in my hand
Spot light is mine
The head of the band
But theres a flashing
An uniformed man
Man with a ticket

Pulled to the side
A quieter tone
Swelling the blues
Hey, nothing to lose
He gives a grin
Says to slow down
A warning for you
I like the song too

You take the wheel
I've played the hand
Spot light all yours
The head of the band
Keep an eye on the rear
For the man in the mirror
Man with the ticket

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Shake the Dust

Shake the Dust

People have called me crazy
For believing in you
They've called me all the names
Yeah, called me crazy too
They've rolled their eyes
Shook their head
Like an empty chair
Not hearing a word I've said

I shake the dust
The dirt and the mud
Cause Yeshua
He runs in my blood

Do people's hand not tremble
At His voice and His sound
Have they no feeling
Do their hearts not pound?
Do I, speak another language
My words not clear
How is it their eyes do not see
How do their ears not hear?

I shake the dust
Dirt and the mud
Cause, Yeshua
You run in my blood

Financial understanding
Without seeing the price
Gambling Their lives away
With a toss of the dice
The toss of the dice
Have they no knowledge
Of the Sacrifice you gave
Is my speech so vain
As if to a stone on a grave
A stone on a grave

I shake the dust
Dirt and the mud
Cause, Yeshua
You run in my blood

Shake the dust
The dirt and the mud
Oh, Yeshua
I remember the blood
Your blood

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Under Your Cover

Under Your Cover

In a cot
Sitting, waiting
Tears shed
Heart fainting
I watched as she drifted
Drifted away
It came so early
That daggering day
Shes gone
'they' placed the lid on
Under the cover
Dark, black cover

She lies there
Her body dead
It's my heart left
Baring the bloodshed
The beat is gone
My breath slow
Everything inside out
I once lived for
So erase the day
I'll fade away
Hiden in my covers
My dark, silent cover

Morning sun streams in
A ray through the glass
Settles on my night stand
Where my Bible was last
God, a little hope
Another chance in sight
As a new chapter
In my life you write 
Your word explains
Comforts the pains
Voiced from you cover
Thick soft cover

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Not In Vain

Not in Vain

He came, he walked
Then he died
Wrapped, burried
Then, he rose
Left that ol' tomb high and dry

Yes, the world says he's gone
So the world goes on

The earth shook
Onlookers looked
The sky grew grey
But the stone
The stone was rolled away

Was this all done in vain
Miracles, healing in His name
Is it all said and done
Man now free to
Live and have fun
Live and have fun

A grace Yah-given
Is not so vain
Not so vain to me
But the world says He's gone
And the world goes on

Up through the clouds
It is done
Away He gone
Sent by Yah
The Anionted One

Was it all 
Just done in vain
Men carelessly to live
Using His name
To so many it seems
All is said and done
The world says He's gone
And the world goes on

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My Stuff

My Stuff

Had some friends
Advise me to go
Said I been acting strange
Past week or so
First I declined
But then, I said alright
Signed into the group
For councelling night

This be my story
Of what I seen there
The faces of dismay
Eyes with blank stare
On every table
A box of tissues
For no real resolve
Of people's issues

Heads turned my way
As a man called on me
I had rehearsed already
What my words would be
From the chair I stood
Stated my name
Introducing myself
The reason I came

Voice solid
Straight to the point
I'm not into drugs
Nor hooked on a joint
It isn't the bottle
Or nicotine
But I am an addict
The worst you've seen

I had their attention
And so I sat down
Continued my speech
All intently bound
It's not depression
Getting to me
But I need my stuff
Or I'll go crazy

This isn't a story
Of a love gone bad
But if history you want
Now that I've had
When my hands get shaky
And break in a sweat
It not from gambling
Or placing a bet

I am an addict
No worse will you see
I need my Yeshua
I bet that sounds crazy

Ain't no cure
For what I got
Ain't no pill
Ain't no shot

So there it is
I was asked to leave
The condition I had
Nobody believed
Hey, that's cool
I'll find the door
For I neither the need
To look back any more

Cause there ain't no cure
For what I've got
Not a pill
Not a shot
I'm just an addict
The worst you've seen
Cause I need my Yeshua
If you know what I mean

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I Speak For Me

I Speak For Me

A girl is a girl
A boy is a boy
Babes a blessing
Not a propaganda ploy
I am a woman
A woman I honor to be
This so called equality 
Does not speak for me

Mankind is mankind
No beast evolved
My faith in our creator
Will not be dissolved
I speak as a woman
A woman freely to be
This called equality
Does not speak for me

You speak not from my mouth
As you promote human slaughter
You speak no truth in rights
For killing a son or daughter
You may deny for yourself
Your own blessed creation
Exploit your nakedness
Flaunt 'for the nations

While you shout and sing
Trade your beatuty for fight
Throw out your virtue
To wretchedness of night
I say I am a woman,
A woman God formed me
Your feministic slander
Does not speak for me
I am a woman
A woman honored to be
With virtue, truth, love
Speaking my equality

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What Happened To Alice

Alice in the real world
Is all about Alice
Alice before Anotherland
She was just Alice
Alice in the real world
And Alice was
Just a little girl
She had big brown eyes
That could capture all
But Alice was afraid 
Of what she saw
Monsters and Goblins
Mean, hateful things
Murders and evils
Mankind could bring
Alice was afraid
Of what she saw in man
So Alice took off
She ran and she ran
So fast she went
That she did not know
The car that would hit her
Would leave her
By the side of the road
Alice in Anotherland
Dreaming of a betterland
Just a little girl
Who could not understand
Shes in another place
A world without wrongs
Having tea with rabbits
Singing hatter songs

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Modern Day

Modern Day

Got up this morning
Prep for another day
Shoes tied, door locked
Headed out on the way
Then all of a sudden
World had gone insane
Never noticed the people
Driving down the left hand lane

Seems folks want change
For all to do as told
The sight makes me pull
To the side of the road

They say we're the cause of confusion
That we being belligerant
If we don't give in we be
Guilty cause of an accident

They all pass by top speed
Waving fists, shaking their head
Getting the worst looks
Guess I should walk instead
Voices are changing
They speak a babel talk
Don't like what I be preaching
Or the steps in which I walk

Yeah, they say we need change
Keep up with the modern way
To just forget that Jesus stuff
Thats all so yesterdsay
Yet whichever road we travel
And however new the day
We'll walk, drive or fly
Following in the Jesus way

They say we the cause of confusion
That we are being belligerent
To conform or else we'll be
Guilty cause of an accident

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Keeping Alive

Keeping Alive

Rock music plays
On the radio
Listen with tears
As I drive the road
Remember her ways
How she danced
Oh, if but I
One more chance

The boots I wear
Truck I drive
Keeping mom alive

Another day gone
Headed home
How else to feel
But so alone
Open the good book
She taught me to read
Her voice telling me
Always let Him lead

The boots I wear
Truck I drive
Keeping her alive

This is not my coat
Nor this my glove
But a woman's I loved
These are not my boots
Nor was this my car
And this is not my guitar
Her silent guitar

New morning arrives
I'm feeling the low
Start with the good book
In which I know
With each page I turn
Promise of a new dawn
The word of our God
Carrying on

Its not my coat
Nor my gloves
A woman's greatly loved
Now they're my boots
And this is now my care
But this is still her guitar
Her sleeping guitar

The boots I wear
Truck I drive
Mom, miss you alive