It is not possible to eat me without insisting that I sing praises of my devourer?
quote by Fyodor Dostoevsky
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So Many Like You
You tell everyone of your greatness of how wonderful you think you are
And they wink behind your back when you tell them of your recent big buy your brand new car
They look on you as rather boastful since your own praises you only sing
In self esteem you are not lacking and that in itself is a good thing,
Those you tell your success stories to their own success stories only like to tell
They are not sincere in their praises when they tell you that you have done well
You do not understand that many others are like you their own success stories they like to relate
And though out of politeness they say you have done well
they do not really think you are great
Many like to tell of their own successes and of the successes of others would rather not hear
For many into self promotion or at least that's how it does appear
So many like you have big egos and for to promote themselves are not shy
And why they sing their own praises to others is not hard to understand why
Since we live in the age of the aspirational so many to greatness aspire
And only those who are seen to be successful are people that others admire.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Sing Your Praise To The Lord
Sing your praise to the lord,
Come on everybody,
Stand up and sing...one more
Hallelujah,
Give your praise to the lord,
I can never tell you,
Just how much good...that its
Gonna do ya
Just to sing...anew...
The song your heart first learned to sing when he
First gave his life...to you...
The life goes on and so must the song,
You gotta sing...again...
The song born in your soul when you
First gave your heart...to him...
Sing his praises, once more
Sing your praise to the lord,
Come on everybody,
Stand up and sing...one more
Hallelujah,
Give your praise to the lord,
I can never tell you,
Just how much good...that its
Gonna do ya
Just to sing...aloud...
The song that someone is dying to hear
Down in the maddning crowd...
As you once were before your heard the song,
You gotta let them know...
The truth is a life to shine upon the way,
So maybe they...can go...
Sing his praises, once more
Sing your praise to the lord,
Come on everybody,
Stand up and sing...one more
Hallelujah,
Give your praise to the lord,
I can never tell you,
Just how much good...that its
Gonna do ya
Just to let the name of the lord...
Be praise, both for now, and evermore,
Praise him all ye servants,
Give him praise to the lord,
Come on everybody,
Stand up and sing...one more
Hallelujah,
Give your praise to the lord,
I can never tell you,
Just how much good...that its
Gonna do ya
Just to sing, sing sing...
Come on, sing, sing, sing...
I can hear you now, sing, sing, sing...
song performed by by Amy Grant
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If It Be Your Will
If it be your will
That I speak no more
And my voice be still
As it was before
I will speak no more
I shall abide until
I am spoken for
If it be your will
If it be your will
That a voice be true
From this broken hill
I will sing to you
From this broken hill
All your praises they shall ring
If it be your will
To let me sing
From this broken hill
All your praises they shall ring
If it be your will
To let me sing
If it be your will
If there is a choice
Let the rivers fill
Let the hills rejoice
Let your mercy spill
On all these burning hearts in hell
If it be your will
To make us well
And draw us near
And bind us tight
All your children here
In their rags of light
In our rags of light
All dressed to kill
And end this night
If it be your will
If it be your will.
song performed by by Leonard Cohen
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Choose More of This As a Happening
You can turn your world around.
Turn it upside down.
And give it brand new meaning...
Without a hint you plan to scheme.
You can turn your world around.
Turn it upside down.
And give it brand new meaning...
Without a hint you plan to scheme.
'Cause scheming wont lift your voice to sing,
Paises, praises.
See yourself freed of petty things!
You can turn your world around.
Turn it upside down.
And give it brand new meaning...
Without a hint you plan to scheme.
'Cause scheming wont lift your voice to sing,
Paises, praises.
Scheming wont lift your voice to sing,
Paises, praises.
See yourself freed of petty things!
And want more happiness in life to bring,
Praises, praises.
Choose more of this as a happening!
Praises, praises.
Choose more of this as a happening!
Choose more of this as a happening!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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TODAY's prayer
I will praise God
And praise him with all my heart
I will sing praises to God
And I will sing praises to him at the top of all my voice
I will bend before him and lay flat on the ground
I will not look at him straight in the eye
I will offer all my heart
I will offer my entire mind
I will offer all my soul
I will offer him everything
That I have
I will offer all that I am
I will make another covenant with him
I will make another set of promises
I will sign a new agreement
I will execute a new set of promises
I will close my eyes and think of him
I will join him
In his silence
In his patience with my broken promises.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The flatterer
The one who praises you in front, flatters.
The other who praises you behind, admires.
The one who praises you in front and
Derides you behind is worse than a foe.
And the flatterer is your inferior.
03.07.2007
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Owe Them More Than That
Owe Them More Than That
Old Hank was a drifter passing through,
he stayed long enough to cry the blues,
acquainted with the bottle,
he knew the good Lord too,
Hank was drifter passing through;
Lefty was an oil rigger's son,
he felt every word he ever sung,
and when it came to singin?, Lord,
he showed them how its done;
old Lefty was an oil rigger's son.
They broke the ground
on the road that we go down today,
like a train whistle passing,
their voices are starting to fade.
There are some who sing their praises,
others tip their hats,
but it seems like we owe em more than that.
Marty painted pictures with a song,
El Paso made the whole world sing along,
with the story of Felina and the cowboy in her arms,
Marty painted pictures with a song.
Waylon was the outlaw of our time,
not afraid to lay it on the line,
he went against the grain,
and he always spoke his mind,
Waylon was the outlaw of our time.
They broke the ground
on the road that we go down today,
like a train whistle passing,
their voices are starting to fade
There are some who sing their praises,
others tip their hats,
but it seems like we owe em more than that,
There are some who sing their praises,
others tip their hats,
but it seems like we owe em more than that
but it seems like we owe em more than that,
we all know we owe em more than that...
Yeah, we do.
song performed by by Kenny Rogers
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Jump For Joy!
Jump for joy
Sing songs of praises to the Lord
Up on your feet and dance
Give glory to the Lord above
My only shield, my armor, my defender
My creator, my everything
Thank you for every trials
Thank you for all answered prayers.
As I continue my life journey
Be with me, and don't ever leave me
I cling unto you, for there is no other but you
I am nothing without you.
And so I will always jump for joy
With peace inside my heart
For you deserve all my praises
Jump for joy! ! !
poem by Meggie Gultiano
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Inappropriately Touched
Insisting the children of today,
Have innocent minds that should be protected.
Is likened to insisting,
Pride in oneself and family values...
Have not become dysfunctions.
When a marketing of decadence...
Is overwhelmingly done for sport and profit.
There are few children today,
Unaware of how their minds...
Have been inappropriately touched.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Praises
It is now time I sing praises
I sing not for long lost love
And her warm cold embraces
Neither do I sing for days that
are sad
But I think of you with love
That are now far from my heart.
Have I been a renegade to love?
Said I wouldn't anymore fall in love
But yet amour, and yet more amour
I would stoop and fall in love.
Lord pleas make right my song
This song I sing is not for love
That are lost.
But this song of mine is wrong.
Please do not sing it to your lover
For they would cry, and leave you
bitter.
poem by Efe Benjamin
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Reflected In Their Mirrors Hiding
They've decided to create their own enemies.
And with this collective belief,
They organized with faithful followers.
And today no one can say,
What their true accomplishments have been.
Since those they had once delared their enemies,
Have successfully proven...
However they were depicted and regarded,
Had nothing to do with their achievements...
That have no end to them.
And...
Unaffected by those it seems,
Who treasure character assassinations.
And those still insisting they have their enemies...
On a list insisting this,
Have yet to see them identified...
Although they are clearly reflected,
In their mirrors hiding behind lies and disguises.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Lisa
I admire you from afar
You've changed the way I see
I used to think that I
Should make you be like me
But after this short time
Watching what you do
I realise that I
Should strive to be like you
Whenever I am near you
I tread so awkwardly
Afraid someone may steal you
I guard you jealously
Then sing the world your praises
Let everybody know
That I just saw the future
A place I want to go
I admire you from afar
You've changed the way I see
I used to think that I
Should make you be like me
But after this short time
Watching what you do
I realise that I
Should strive to be like you
I hear you when you're talking
Untouched simplicity
Alive with expectations
In search of what might be
I admire you from afar
You've changed the way I see
I used to think that I
Should make you be like me
But after this short time
Watching what you do
I realise that I
Should strive to be like you
Then sing the world your praises
Let everybody know
That I just saw the future
A place I want to go
I hear you when you're talking
Untouched simplicity
Alive with expectations
In search of what might be
Then sing the world your praises
Let everybody know
That I just saw the future
A place I want to go
I hear you when you're talking
Untouched simplicity
Alive with expectations
In search of what might be
Then sing the world your praises
Let everybody know
That I just saw the future
A place I want to go
song performed by by UB40 from Guns In The Ghetto
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Give Thanks & Praises
Give thanks and praises to the most-i (jah!);
Give thanks and praises so high (so high).
He will not deceive us my brethren;
He will only lead us again (again):
Oh, take that veil from off of your eyes;
Look into the future of realize.
Noah had three sons, ham, shem and japhet (ham, shem and japhet);
And in ham is known to be the prophet.
Glory to jah, the prophet is come (through all these ages);
Glory to jah, the prophet has come (through all these stages).
When my soul was hurtin deep within,
And Im worrying to be free, desperately, yeah.
So guide and protect ini, o jah - jah,
Through all these ages;
Guide and protect ini, o jah - jah,
Through all these stages.
Rastafari is his name (jah!) -
Rastafari is his name (jah!).
If jah didnt love I (love I),
If I didnt love I (love I),
If jah didnt love I (love I),
If I didnt love i,
Would I be around today?
Would I be around to say:
Give thanks and praises, give thanks and praises;
Give thanks and praises, give thanks and praises;
Give thanks and praises, give thanks and praises. /fadeout/
song performed by by Bob Marley
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Sing Your Song
Around and around we go
singing our song sweet and low,
our song of love,
and our song of life.
You choose what
you want to hear
springs eternal life
deaths eternal damnation
loves summer song
or winters heartache pose.
This life is yours
sing what you may.
Come sun and sprinkling shower
you can give a tune to everything
no matter what the hour.
Sing your song
to your hearts content
of loves ballad or deaths lament.
Sing your song to be heard
from highest hill to evening flower,
sing it high, sing it low,
but sing it anyway,
for life is for singing
the praises of being here.
29 August 2009
poem by David Harris
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Just Leave Me With Nature
A stranger to any success or renown
And if I should die far south of old Millstreet Town
It will not matter to me then where my bones will lay
Just leave me with Nature and I will be okay
Does not matter if they bury me or to ashes me they burn
From Nature I came and to her I'll return
In immortal Mother Nature so much to admire
And of singing her praises could one ever tire,
The wonders of Nature is an amazing thing
And the praises of Nature with joy we should sing
We are part of Nature it does seem to me
Though many with my thinking may not agree
To your unseen God you may kneel for to pray
But in Mother Nature's bosom your remains will lay.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Beautiful voice you have
A beautiful voice
a peaceful sound
we hear in the passage
voice given by God
a talent to you
We hear you singing
beautiful praises
to God our Father
a heavenly voice
you have indeed
As you, continue to sing
I start to wonder
How great is God?
how great is He?
I can hear the passion
you have for God
in your voice
a passion with such
love and dedication
Then I realize
that God is awesome
yes, He is great
He is wonderful
the only God
worthy of such praises
the only God that is alive
Amen
poem by Allen Brodell
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