Friday, August 17, 2012
Should GOD then reward you on your terms,
when you refuse to repent?
You must decide, not I;
so tell me what you know.
~
Job 34
Love You To Life
Let the morning bring me word
of your unfailing love,
for I have put my trust in you.
Show me the way I should go,
for to you I entrust my life.
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Thursday, August 16, 2012
4th Time Around
A voice says, “Cry out.”
And I said, “What shall I cry?”
“All people are like grass,
and all their faithfulness
is like the flowers of the field"
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Tuesday, August 14, 2012
See A Friend In Tears
Weep and wail, you shepherds;
roll in the dust, you leaders of
the flock.
For your time to be slaughtered has come;
you will fall like
the best of the rams.
It's true our mirrors don't show heroes
We lack the courage to be Jews
Without the elegance of Negroes
With our youthful fireworks all defused
And all these men who are our brothers
Wonder why we don't want to hear
How their worst enemies are their lovers
See a friend in tears
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Reasons To Be Cheerful
Because you did not serve
the LORD your GOD joyfully and gladly
in the time of prosperity,
therefore in hunger and thirst,
in nakedness and dire poverty,
you will serve the enemies
the LORD sends against you.
He will put an iron yoke
on your neck
until he has destroyed you.
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Monday, August 13, 2012
Won't Get Fooled Again
Whether you turn to the right or to the left,
your ears will hear a voice behind you,
saying, “This is the way; walk in it.”
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Sunday, August 12, 2012
Art For Art's Sake
No one
can serve two masters.
Either you will hate the one and love the other,
or you will be devoted to the one
and despise the other.
You cannot
serve both GOD and money.
Art for Arts sake
Money for Gods sake
Money talks so listen to it
Money talks to me
Anyone can understand it
Money can't be beat Oh no
When you get down, down to the root
Don't give a damn don't give a hoot
Still gotta keep makin the loot
Chauffeur driven
Gotta make her quick as you can
Give her lovin' make you a man
Get her in the palm of your hand
Bread from Heaven
Gimme a country
Where I can be free
Don't need the unions
Strangling me
Keep me in exile the rest of my days
Burn me in hell but as long as it pays
Art for arts sake
Money for Gods sake
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It's All Over Now, Baby Blue
My heart is broken within me;
all my bones tremble.
I am
like a drunken man,
like a strong man overcome by wine,
because of the
LORD and his holy words.
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