The Groom’s Still Waiting at the Altar

August 17, 2019

Prayed 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 the Truth, Now ? : Last Hallelujah

August 10, 2019

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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

In The Name of Love

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 Music-And New

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


Preaching Devils

July 20, 2019

Don’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.”

Greater is He + World

Matthew 16:24-25, Luke 14:27
1 Corinthians 11:1


A Song; A Psalm (1)

July 18, 2019

Spoken, as a poem: The LORD is my shepherd; I shall not want.  He maketh me to lie down in green pastures: he leadeth me beside the still waters.  He restoreth my soul: He leadeth me in the paths of righteousness for his name’s sake.

Sung, as a chorus: through and above:
Our God is an awesome God

Spoken, as a poem: Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil: for thou art with me; thy rod and thy staff they comfort me.

Sung, as a chorus: through and above:
Our God is an awesome God
He reigns from Heaven above

Spoken, as a poem: Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of mine enemies: thou anointest my head with oil; my cup runneth over.

Sung, as a chorus: through and above:
Our God is an awesome God
He reigns from Heaven above
With wisdom, power and love

Spoken, as a poem: Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life: and I will dwell in the house of the LORD for ever.

Sung, as a chorus: through and above:
Our God is an awesome God
He reigns from Heaven above
With wisdom, power and love
Our God is an awesome God

[Word: with varying emphasis.  Song: fades in with red, soft to strong,
to continuing after, and to through/rising above.  Music: fades in, fills, and corresponds.]


Fill Me Up – Overflow

June 7, 2019

You provide the fire
I’ll provide the sacrifice
You provide the spirit
And I will open up inside

You provide the fire
I’ll provide the sacrifice
You provide the spirit
And I will open up inside

Fill me up, God
Fill me up, God
Fill me up, God
Fill me up

Fill me up, God
Fill me up, God
Fill me up, God
Fill me up

(We need more of You, yeah)
(I am empty before You, Lord)

We cry up above
We cry up above
We cry out for more
We cry out for more
More of your spirit is what we need
More of your Anointing
More of your Glory

Fill me up, God
Fill me up, God
Fill me up, God
Fill me up

Fill me up
‘Til I overflow
I wanna run over
I wanna run over

Fill me up
‘Til I overflow
I wanna run over
I wanna run over

Fill me up
‘Til I overflow
(I gotta have more of You)
(I gotta have more of You)
Fill me up
‘Till I overflow
I wanna run over
I wanna run over
(Run over with more of You)
Fill me up
I’m gonna run over
I gotta run over
I wanna run over
I wanna run over
‘Til the troubles respond
I gotta run over
‘Til cancer responds
I gotta run over
“Til my family responds
I gotta run over
I wanna run over

Fill me up
‘Til I overflow
I wanna run over
I wanna run over

“Your Spirit”


Trilog[ies]: Down In The Flood[s]

April 24, 2019

+Trains

Oh, where have you been, my blue-eyed son?
Oh, where have you been, my darling young one?
I’ve stumbled on the side of twelve misty mountains
I’ve walked and I’ve crawled on six crooked highways
I’ve stepped in the middle of seven sad forests
I’ve been out in front of a dozen dead oceans
I’ve been ten thousand miles in the mouth of a graveyard
And it’s a hard, and it’s a hard, it’s a hard, and it’s a hard
And it’s a hard rain’s a-gonna fall

Oh, what did you see, my blue-eyed son?
Oh, what did you see, my darling young one?
I saw a newborn baby with wild wolves all around it
I saw a highway of diamonds with nobody on it
I saw a black branch with blood that kept drippin’
I saw a room full of men with their hammers a-bleedin’
I saw a white ladder all covered with water
I saw ten thousand talkers whose tongues were all broken
I saw guns and sharp swords in the hands of young children
And it’s a hard, and it’s a hard, it’s a hard, it’s a hard
And it’s a hard rain’s a-gonna fall

And what did you hear, my blue-eyed son?
And what did you hear, my darling young one?
I heard the sound of a thunder, it roared out a warnin’
Heard the roar of a wave that could drown the whole world
Heard one hundred drummers whose hands were a-blazin’
Heard ten thousand whisperin’ and nobody listenin’
Heard one person starve, I heard many people laughin’
Heard the song of a poet who died in the gutter
Heard the sound of a clown who cried in the alley
And it’s a hard, and it’s a hard, it’s a hard, it’s a hard
And it’s a hard rain’s a-gonna fall

Oh, who did you meet, my blue-eyed son?
Who did you meet, my darling young one?
I met a young child beside a dead pony

I met a white man who walked a black dog
I met a young woman whose body was burning
I met a young girl, she gave me a rainbow
I met one man who was wounded in love
I met another man who was wounded with hatred
And it’s a hard, it’s a hard, it’s a hard, it’s a hard
It’s a hard rain’s a-gonna fall

Oh, what’ll you do now, my blue-eyed son?
Oh, what’ll you do now, my darling young one?
I’m a-goin’ back out ’fore the rain starts a-fallin’
I’ll walk to the depths of the deepest black forest
Where the people are many and their hands are all empty
Where the pellets of poison are flooding their waters
Where the home in the valley meets the damp dirty prison
Where the executioner’s face is always well hidden
Where hunger is ugly, where souls are forgotten
Where black is the color, where none is the number
And I’ll tell it and think it and speak it and breathe it
And reflect it from the mountain so all souls can see it
Then I’ll stand on the ocean until I start sinkin’
But I’ll know my song well before I start singin’
And it’s a hard, it’s a hard, it’s a hard, it’s a hard
It’s a hard rain’s a-gonna fall

Songs and Faith +3

When He Returns


Trilogy: Property of Jesus

April 22, 2019

Go ahead and talk about him because he makes you doubt
Because he has denied himself the things that you can’t live without
Laugh at him behind his back just like the others do
Remind him of what he used to be when he comes walkin’ through

He’s the property of Jesus
Resent him to the bone
You got something better
You’ve got a heart of stone

Stop your conversation when he passes on the street
Hope he falls upon himself, oh, won’t that be sweet
Because he can’t be exploited by superstition anymore
Because he can’t be bribed or bought by the things that you adore

He’s the property of Jesus
Resent him to the bone
You got something better
You’ve got a heart of stone

When the whip that’s keeping you in line doesn’t make him jump
Say he’s hard-of-hearin’, say that he’s a chump
Say he’s out of step with reality as you try to test his nerve
Because he doesn’t pay no tribute to the king that you serve

He’s the property of Jesus
Resent him to the bone
You got something better
You’ve got a heart of stone

Say that he’s a loser ’cause he got no common sense
Because he don’t increase his worth at someone else’s expense
Because he’s not afraid of trying, ’cause he don’t look at you and smile
’Cause he doesn’t tell you jokes or fairy tales, say he’s got no style

He’s the property of Jesus
Resent him to the bone
You got something better
You’ve got a heart of stone

You can laugh at salvation, you can play Olympic games
You think that when you rest at last you’ll go back from where you came

But you’ve picked up quite a story and you’ve changed since the womb
What happened to the real you, you’ve been captured but by whom?

He’s the property of Jesus
Resent him to the bone
You got something better
You’ve got a heart of stone

Right to Overcome

At the same time[s], be aware: The truth is in seeking.  Once we, in
tandems with the spirit, have sought to “overcome” to certain utmost degrees, remaining abilities may then need to be given over to the Trinity.  Therein, these are not failures, for within we are still won.

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.