The Solomonic thoughts of revolutionary minds strike like lightning in the rain, and prophetic missives pour from my spirit like God‘s word hit a vein. and I pray that when I pray for you I’m not praying in vain, repetition, from flagrant superstitions provided by world religions in which man gets the glory and Yah is just an opinion.
Excerpt from Sabali.
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Rest now ye praying Mamas who can no longer discipline thy grown children; for thy God hath a big stick!
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Wishing upon a star praying for my closest ones you know who you are
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IF you,
Are praying to god
And HE isn't Answering to you
Remember, teachers don't speak during tests
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When doctor's telll you a loved is dieing they wont make it through the night, hit your knees praying cause the man upstairs is the only one who can change that.
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It's been along night yes indeed, as I'm closing my eyes. Praying that when the morning comes it's great beautiful day,
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Though you were versed in tragedy,
you showed us, Vincent, what could be;
in vivid, dancing hues. Your goal -
portraying beauty of the soul (from the poem "Compose")
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I am in my room and power is not suddenly power comes and you thanks for it because you was praying for power now on the other side you look their is still no power in other room what does is it a miracle no apart from the same meter God can do possible things but we are bound to each other that the reason don't be curious about our repecpted vedas or religious words
We are Like fish of same Sea
With love all
Jagdish Bajantri
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If you want uplifting and safe, stick with attending vespers every night, praying to write what is generic and ordinarily expected.
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If your leaving me today, I'm praying I could turn back to yesterday
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Praying sometimes just isn't enough, when you know you have fallen out of love
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Just Food for thought, hoping, wishing, praying, you not be lost. -LEEL
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Be careful and specific when praying. You will undoubtedly receive your request in form often unanticipated.
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Life is a rollercoaster n i am a straying feather searching for my sation.-Suyasha
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Entering a poetry contest is like opening an umbrella on a sunny day and praying for rain.
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