I seek you O Lord
in my heart you have struck the chord
of truth that no one can deny
of a soul no one can buy
i am seeking the glory
of the unending story
i wish to be
a spirit that is free
i look to you
and you tell me true
that eternal life
comes with strife
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Monday, April 30, 2012
Tuesday, April 24, 2012
i should not hear
im not a monster
and i have no answer
i can only trust
in god i must
they come and plead
with lies they lead
i should not hear
but fate does steer
i am all alone
naked before the throne
i yearn for my true loves touch
i desire it so much
and i have no answer
i can only trust
in god i must
they come and plead
with lies they lead
i should not hear
but fate does steer
i am all alone
naked before the throne
i yearn for my true loves touch
i desire it so much
Monday, April 23, 2012
i know the heart seeks not
"..to remind us of the ones held back /
upfront there ought to be a Man in Black"
- Johnny Cash
i will not dispense pain
i will not offer shame
seeking a greater glory
seeking a purer story
i know the power of bended knee
to seek the divinity
i know the heart seeks not
ridicule for its lot
i will take the lowest chair
and i will dare
to dine on what is put before me
and grateful be
upfront there ought to be a Man in Black"
- Johnny Cash
i will not dispense pain
i will not offer shame
seeking a greater glory
seeking a purer story
i know the power of bended knee
to seek the divinity
i know the heart seeks not
ridicule for its lot
i will take the lowest chair
and i will dare
to dine on what is put before me
and grateful be
Saturday, April 21, 2012
well met we be
this is yearning
this is learning
waiting wondering hoping
stuttering muttering moping
the truth does not fit
the picture of wit
well met we be
now you are free
the good lord shall bring
a brand new spring
and flowers shall grow
where the snow did blow
this is learning
waiting wondering hoping
stuttering muttering moping
the truth does not fit
the picture of wit
well met we be
now you are free
the good lord shall bring
a brand new spring
and flowers shall grow
where the snow did blow
Saturday, April 14, 2012
to join in the Great Recovery
rise and rise again
till we are free from sin
we are brought together
by failures cruel tether
break free we must
put an end to lust
to join in the Great Recovery
and set ourselves free
so much can be had
so much to make us glad
for forgoing a little pleasure
and storing up our treasure
till we are free from sin
we are brought together
by failures cruel tether
break free we must
put an end to lust
to join in the Great Recovery
and set ourselves free
so much can be had
so much to make us glad
for forgoing a little pleasure
and storing up our treasure
Thursday, April 12, 2012
to make of as we will
it is eternity calling
it is pride falling
it is forever it does seem
to live this dream
what a great gift is time
to spend on what we define
to make of as we will
until finally we are still
care you take
in all that you make
and on what you spend
your most precious gem
it is pride falling
it is forever it does seem
to live this dream
what a great gift is time
to spend on what we define
to make of as we will
until finally we are still
care you take
in all that you make
and on what you spend
your most precious gem
Saturday, April 07, 2012
is it like a river flowing
what is love?
is it a gift from above?
is it chemicals in our blood?
is it all that is good?
is it like the wind
blowing here and then gone again?
is it like a river flowing
never straight, always twisting and turning?
is it a candle in the dark
or a fair summer day at the park
i dont know that i can say
for is it love if it does not stay?
is it a gift from above?
is it chemicals in our blood?
is it all that is good?
is it like the wind
blowing here and then gone again?
is it like a river flowing
never straight, always twisting and turning?
is it a candle in the dark
or a fair summer day at the park
i dont know that i can say
for is it love if it does not stay?
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