Dance of the Saints
November 13, 2019
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Your Spirit: This Is Why We Sing
November 2, 2019This is Why We Sing
In the name of Jesus:
I was lost;
I was found –
I was saved.
In the name of Jesus:
I found Love;
I found peace –
As He gave.
In the name of Jesus:
When we find the songs –
Then we sing –
In His Name.
This is why we sing:
For the truth (as given).
This is why we sing.
When we find Your truth;
When we know,
We sing to the Holy –
As we follow.
Peace – as I was saved;
Filled – as He lifted –
I was gifted;
In Your Love, I was reborn.
In the name of Jesus –
I was found;
I was saved;
I am Loved.
I found Love;
I am Loved.
“I’d Do It Again”:
In These Days: “Because I Love You….”
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The Miracle; The Testimony
September 7, 2019So God,
Make me your example
Make me a miracle
I’ll be the miracle
Show us a miracle
I’ll be the one
We are waiting
Anticipating
The miraculous
Show us miraculous
The miracle working power
of our God:
We’ve been waiting
We’ve been waiting on you
The miracle worker
I am not the same
I’ve been changed
In Your Glory
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Together, We Sing
August 31, 2019Apocrypha: The Song of The Three Holy Children
AND they walked in the midst of the fire, praising God, and blessing the Lord. O all ye winds, bless ye the Lord: and exalt him above all for ever.
The Odes of Solomon: Ode 6
As the wind glides through the harp and the strings speak, So the Spirit of the Lord speaks through my members, and I speak through His love.
Jesus: The Son of Man: Joseph – Surnamed Justus
They say that only the wind combed His hair, and only the rain brought His clothes and His body together. They deem Him mad, and they attribute His words to demons. Yet behold, the Man despised sounded a challenge and the sound thereof shall never cease. He sang a song and none shall arrest that melody. It shall hover from generation to generation and it shall rise from sphere to sphere remembering the lips that gave it birth and the ears that cradled it.
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The Groom’s Still Waiting at the Altar
August 17, 2019Prayed in the ghetto with my face in the cement,
Heard the last moan of a boxer, seen the massacre of the innocent
Felt around for the light switch, became nauseated.
She was walking down the hallway while the walls deteriorated.
East of the Jordan, hard as the Rock of Gibraltar,
I see the burning of the page, Curtain risin’ on a new age,
See the groom still waitin’ at the altar.
Try to be pure at heart, they arrest you for robbery,
Mistake your shyness for aloofness, your silence for snobbery,
Got the message this morning, the one that was sent to me
About the madness of becomin’ what one was never meant to be.
West of the Jordan, east of the Rock of Gibraltar,
I see the burning of the stage,
Curtain risin’ on a new age,
See the groom still waitin’ at the altar.
Don’t know what I can say about Claudette that wouldn’t come back to haunt me,
Finally had to give her up ’bout the time she began to want me.
But I know God has mercy on them who are slandered and humiliated.
I’d a-done anything for that woman if she didn’t make me feel so obligated.
West of the Jordan, west of the Rock of Gibraltar,
I see the burning of the cage,
Curtain risin’ on a new stage,
See the groom still waitin’ at the altar.
Put your hand on my head, baby, do I have a temperature?
I see people who are supposed to know better standin’ around like furniture.
There’s a wall between you and what you want and you got to leap it,
Tonight you got the power to take it, tomorrow you won’t have the power to keep it.
West of the Jordan, east of the Rock of Gibraltar,
I see the burning of the stage, Curtain risin’ on a new age,
See the groom still waitin’ at the altar.
Cities on fire, phones out of order,
They’re killing nuns and soldiers, there’s fighting on the border.
What can I say about Claudette?
Ain’t seen her since January,
She could be respectably married or running a whorehouse in Buenos Aires.
West of the Jordan, west of the Rock of Gibraltar,
I see the burning of the stage,
Curtain risin’ on a new age,
See the groom still waitin’ at the altar.
What Is Left To Be Trusted?
What we read?
What we hear?
What we see?
When we can only trust that which is without question,
know then what is true – and what is to be believed.
When there is nothing left but undoubted answers,
all that will remain is what was written to follow.
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What Is the Truth, Now? : Last Hallelujah
August 10, 2019
Walking alone through the desert sands
In a blinding light someone reaching out their hands
I saw the black of the midnight sky
Turning blood red right before my eyes
I’m simply mystified
A soul electrified
I feel a yearning within
As the spirit kicks in
The earth stands still as I shake
Before my maker’s face
There’s no time, no space
My body elevates
I see my world collide
I feel so alive
This might be my last
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Walking on water in a raging storm
I could see the face of a man with a crown of thorns
In the distance I can hear a voice
And it’s calling me, it’s calling me
To testify
No need to justify
I feel a heavenly wind
Like a breath on my skin
The earth stands still as I shake
Before my maker’s face
There’s no time, no space
My body elevates
I see my world collide
I feel so alive
This might be my last
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Sing Hallelujah
Sing Hallelujah
Sing Hallelujah
Sing Hallelujah
The earth stands still as I shake
Before my maker’s face
There’s no time, no space
My body elevates
I see my world collide
I feel so alive
This might be my last
Hallelujah
This might be my last
I feel so alive
Hallelujah
This might be my last
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
WAIT ON THE LORD
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Preaching Devils
July 20, 2019Don’t try and make me listen
To all your superstition
That you been selling for so, so long . . .
It’s killing me cause your’e so far gone
Fly like a flame through the Face of the Sun
Rise with the fire till the battle is won
Blind to what the world says can never be done
Fight until the end
In the name of Love
I see a 100 devils
Preaching another level
Selling the high road to low, low, low . . .
They’re lying to our faces
And nothing ever changes
They’re saying yes, I say no, no, no . . .
Then said Jesus unto his disciples,
“If any man will come after me, let him deny himself, and take up his cross, and follow me. For whosoever will save his life shall lose it: and whosoever will lose his life for my sake shall find it.”
“And whosoever doth not bear his cross, and come after me, cannot
be my disciple.”
“Imitate me, as I imitate Christ.”
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