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God's love is wild and free,
It flows like a river, endlessly.
It's reckless and bold, it's fierce and true,
It's a love that will carry me through.
With arms wide open, He takes me in,
Forgiving my sins, again and again.
His love is pure, it's never done,
It's a love that shines like the sun.
It's a love that burns bright,
And guides me through the darkest night.
It's a love that gives me strength to stand,
And hold His steady, loving hand.
God's love is reckless, but it's not wild,
It's a love that's gentle, yet strong and mild.
It's a love that's constant, it's always there,
A love that's always beyond compare.
Copyright © Praise Uke | Year Posted 2023
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Behind every desire is a fire
burning with a raging flair
blazing in the hearts of those who dare
not minding how bored they are
not concerned about how bare their minds are
It drives,it spurs like beer
Even the beard seldom err
'cos ere fears lie rare desires
Admist wars are wares that save desires
The inferno gears the heart towards such desires
Copyright © Praise Uke | Year Posted 2007
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In a land far, far away,
Where courtrooms were made of clay,
The judge and jury were but mere puppets,
Dancing to the tune of the media's trumpets.
The accused was brought forth to stand,
His fate already sealed by the press's hand,
Guilty before trial, his name besmirched,
His reputation tarnished, his future smirched.
The trial was but a formality,
A charade for the masses to see,
The verdict was predetermined, the outcome set,
Justice was but a thing to forget.
The media, the true judge and jury,
Wielded power, a dangerous fury,
With their words they could make or break,
A man's life, with a single mistake.
So be warned, all those who tread,
In the court of public opinion led,
For the media's pen is mightier than the sword,
And their verdict, the final word.
Copyright © Praise Uke | Year Posted 2023
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Politicians with stomachs of steel
Infrastructure for their meals
Their stomachs strong and robust
To digest the food they must
They'll eat and eat with great enthusiasm
Their stomachs toil with great endurance
Their stomach infrastructure's a sight
To see them eat is quite a delight
But when it comes to our own needs
They often fall short, indeed
They'll feast on fancy meals and more
While we're left to starve, poor
So let's vote for those with stomachs true
And the infrastructure to see it through
A leader who'll eat and work just as well
For the good of all, and not just themselves.
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In the dead of the night, when all was still,
God's love for us, He did fulfill.
He sent His Son to die for all,
To break the chains, to hear the call.
His blood was shed, upon the cross,
To pay the price, for all our loss.
He rose again, in victory,
To give new life, to you and me.
We were lost, but now we're found,
Redeemed by grace, on solid ground.
No longer slaves to sin and shame,
We stand in Christ, who bears our name.
Through faith in Him, we'll live forever,
In God's embrace, we'll be together.
His love endures, through all our days,
Through trials and triumphs, all our ways.
So let us sing, of God's great love,
And tell the world, of the Lord above.
His redemption plan, for all to hear,
Salvation's song, let all revere.
Copyright © Praise Uke | Year Posted 2023
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