When I Sin
When I sin
I wash with Dove
For it has
One quarter cleansing cream
poem by David Kush
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Naked Vessel Artist
who will wash waste
naked vessel artist
when creation storm spent
is hurricane eye past
wash with cleansing water
wake this mind soul spent
to ritual flow in life rich water
gravity beckons water collect
pool cleansing water at mine feet
let whirlwind relax mind wax sight
view body damage done fresh bite
let sleep soon energy restore sight
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Psalm 51
Create in me a clean heart o God
And renew a right spirit within me
Create in me a clean heart o God
Release me from this sin and set me free
Restore unto me, the joy of my salvation
And take not thy holy Spirit from me
Restore unto me the joy of my salvation
O Lord I was so blind but now I see
Wash me with your cleansing blood
Wash me whiter than the whitest snow
Wash me with your cleansing blood
May I surrender to the heavnly flow
A broken and a contrite heart
These I know you'll not despise
A broken and a contrite heart
On your mercy my heart alone relies
Without your hand I could not stand
My heart would crumble in the dust
I have no other place to go
In God alone I put my trust
Where could I go where would I turn?
For you are life all else is death
I'll walk with you my heart shall burn
And I will feel the Spirit's breath
poem by Frank McEleny
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Rain
The sweet smell of rain
Decends like a falling dove,
Leaning into it I feel
A soulful plea...
The aura of the visual sense
And the aroma of the scent,
Together embrace the dreamer
Lingering deep within me...
The rainfall is poured
From a basin of wonder and mystery,
Deeply down it flows
Into all that I am...
Leaning ever further, as if in a dream
I allow the cleansing water into more and more of me,
Letting it wash away all the dirt,
Exposing a new and better man.
Baptism comes in the most unsuspected ways...
Salvation visits us,
Day upon day.
poem by Smoky Hoss
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Today... 'Fountain of living waters
Come and see the crimson flood flowing free
from the cross on the hill of Calvary.
Blood that has flowed from Emmanuel's veins
to wash away all of our sinful stains.
I will not forsake this deep cleansing flow
for it can wash me whiter than the snow.
To the Fountain of Living Water flee
and come for forgiveness at Calvary.
So let's all fear God and shun the evil.
Flee from the temptations of the devil.
But when we sin in repentance we cry
'Lord wash me in Your blood or I shall die.'
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Melancholy Math of Life
First quarter is filled with doubts and fears.
Second quarter is infected with jabs and jeers.
Third quarter recoups these wasted years.
Last quarter reminisces lost smiles and cheers.
poem by Gregory Huyette
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On the Baptized Ethiopian
Let it no longer be a forlorn hope
To wash an Ethiop :
He's wash'd, his gloomy skin a peaceful shade
For his white soul is made :
And now, I doubt not, the Eternal Dove
A black-faced house will love.
poem by Richard Crashaw
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Cream
This is it
Its time for u to go to the wire
U will hit
Cuz u got the burnin desire
Its your time (time)
U got the horn so why dont u blow it
U are fine (fine)
Ure filthy cute and baby u know it
Cream
Get on top
Cream
U will cop
Cream
Dont u stop
Cream
Sh-boogie bop
Ure so good
Baby there aint nobody better (aint nobody better)
So u should
Never, ever go by the letter (never ever)
Ure so cool (cool)
Everything u do is success
Make the rules (rules)
Then break them all cuz u are the best
Yes u are
Cream
Get on top
Cream
U will cop
Cream
Dont u stop
Cream
Sh-boogie bop
Look up in the air, its your guitar
Do your dance
Why should u wait any longer?
Take a chance
It could only make u stronger
Its your time (its your time)
U got the horn so why dont u blow it (go on and blow it)
Ure so fine (ure so fine)
Ure filthy cute and baby u know it (u know it)
Come on
Cream
Get on top
Cream
U will cop
Cream
Dont u ever stop
Cream
Sh-boogie bop
Cream
Cream
Cream
Sh-boogie bop
Cream
Cream
Right there
Cream
Dont u stop
Cream
Sh-boogie bop
Boogie
song performed by by Prince
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I have my own religion. I'm sort of one-quarter Baptist, one-quarter Catholic, one-quarter Jewish.
quote by Tom T. Hall
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Last Quarter
I'm in the last quarter, but am i sad?
You bet i'm not because i've had
A lot of ups and just a few downs,
Mostly smiles and occasionally frowns.
If i had to do it over again,
Would i carefully think and better plan?
Maybe i would, but i still couldn't know
Which curve balls life might throw.
For me the last quarter's just like the first.
It's the present i love and the future i thirst.
And the past is just that for me.
It taught me a lot, but it's a memory.
In this last quarter i have no sorrow.
I treasure today and can't wait for tomorrow.
Then when time passes this quarter i'm in,
I'll rest in peace knowing love did win!
poem by Gregory Huyette
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You And I Could Fly High Into The Blue Sky
If you were my morning dove
What is love dove
Could we fly through the air dove
Would it be enough
If you and I could fly
Could you and I try
Not to shed tears and cry
I will not lie
To thee my dove
You and I could fly high into the blue sky
poem by Edwin Tanguma
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3,000 Miles From Here
(ian hunter)
Fare thee well, gentle maid,
Ill see you on your way;
And the sun will rise tomorrow
And wash my sins away.
For I know that Ive abused you
But I only had a day.
And I know thats why you left me
In your own sad little way -
I am gone - disappeared
But I hear a young dove crying
3000 miles from here.
Some would say you were a loser
cause you play a losers game,
But then if I am a winner,
Why then am I so ashamed?
If you hear a young dove crying,
Youll know its me to blame.
For I never got her number;
I never knew her name.
Now shes gone - disappeared.
But I hear a young dove crying
3000 miles from here.
song performed by by Ian Hunter
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No Quarter
Close the door, put out the light.
No, they wont be home tonight.
The snow falls hard and dont you know?
The winds of thor are blowing cold.
Theyre wearing steel thats bright and true
They carry news that must get through, oooh
They choose the path where no-one goes.
They hold no quarter, they hold no quarter.
Walking side by side with death
The devil mocks their every step
The snow drives back the foot thats slow
The dogs of doom are howling more
They carry news that must get through
To build a dream for me and you
They choose the path where no-one goes.
They hold no quarter, they ask no quarter.
The pain, the pain without quarter.
They ask no quarter.
Yeah! without quarter, quarter, yeah!
The dogs of doom are howling more!
I hear the dogs of doom are howling more!
song performed by by Led Zeppelin
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Curly Locks
_Curly Locks! Curly Locks! wilt thou be mine?
Thou shalt not wash the dishes, nor yet feed the swine,--
But sit on a cushion and sew a fine seam,
And feast upon strawberries, sugar and cream._
Curly Locks! Curly Locks! wilt thou be mine?
The throb of my heart is in every line,
And the pulse of a passion as airy and glad
In its musical beat as the little Prince had!
Thou shalt not wash the dishes, nor yet feed the swine!--
O I'll dapple thy hands with these kisses of mine
Till the pink of the nail of each finger shall be
As a little pet blush in full blossom for me.
But sit on a cushion and sew a fine seam,
And thou shalt have fabric as fair as a dream,--
The red of my veins, and the white of my love,
And the gold of my joy for the braiding thereof.
And feast upon strawberries, sugar and cream
From a service of silver, with jewels agleam,--
At thy feet will I bide, at thy beck will I rise,
And twinkle my soul in the night of thine eyes!
_Curly Locks! Curly Locks! wilt thou be mine?
Thou shalt not wash the dishes, nor yet feed the swine.--
But sit on a cushion and sew a fine seam,
And feast upon strawberries, sugar and cream._
poem by James Whitcomb Riley
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Miss A La Cream
Waiting is worth the while
Miss A La cream, a la cream
The lady of magnificent style
The woman of many a mans dream
A natural born striker
Every man in turn likes her
The queue up in flashy little cars
It doesn’t get them really any far
Miss A La cream, a la cream
The lady of posh self-esteem
At day, she’s in the sauna wrapped in towels
At day she’s at the hairdressers draped in jewels
At night, she can be found at many a brothel
But don’t you ever ask, what is a vowel?
But don’t you ever attempt to make her to spell
Natural yellow, gold and blonde
With an exquisite scent from beyond
A La cream, a la cream
She can pander a whole football team
Up in the mountains or down by the streams
When she walks the street with her heels
Mouths open, hearts relentlessly dream
Notwithstanding her heart is stronger than steel
That’s why she is Miss A la cream, A la cream
poem by Sylvia Chidi
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Ice Cream Hair
My mom's hair is made of Chocolate Ice Cream.
My dad's hair is made of Mint Ice Cream.
My sister's hair is made of Vanilla Ice Cream.
My halve sister's hair is made of Strawberry Ice Cream.
My brother's hair is made of Coconut Ice Cream.
My halve brother's hair is made of Blue Berry Ice Cream.
My baby sister's hair is made of Banana Split Ice Cream.
What is my hair made out of?
All of the above,
and a hint of sprinkles; -) .
poem by Jasmine Aira
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The hastening exit
I entered a book exhibition,
Spent half the time to cover a quarter
Leisurely, and a little hurry spent
A quarter time to cover a quarter,
And a quarter time to cover the half,
So inadequate, resulting
In skipping many worth whiles.
Who have died missing not a lot?
16.01.2004
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Water – Quarter
If you don’t have water
Use a Quarter to buy the water
Drink more water to earn a Quarter
Save a Quarter to drink more water
Water & Quarter both are precious
Don’t waste water,
Don’t waste a Quarter
-o-
poem by Bhavani Polimetla
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Wash It Down
I'magine all the words we're spitting
would be killing inside
being trapped in a jungle
be cool don't fight
there are no enemies no justice
but now you need revenge
everytime I show my faces
to earn your respect
I'm an absolute beginner
she's an absolute beginner
but I can't do with it
she can't do with it
I wash it you kick it and spoil it with dirt
nevermind I've got two faces and one of it hurts
What a dirty shirt (x6)
Wash it down
And when you roam with the storm
I'm coming your way
noone can stop me
it's the upcoming day
which shows you the thruth
and then your life gets confused
you might wash a white shirt without my lust
I'm an absolute sinner
she's an absolute sinner
and I need to commit
she needs to commit
I wash it you kick it and spoil it with dirt
nevermind I've got two faces and one of it hurts
What a dirty shirt (x8)
Wash it down
Wash it (x10)
Wash it down
Wash it down
Wash it down
My dirty shirt
Wash it down
(repeat)
Hey
Wash it down
WASH IT DOWN
Aieee (x2)
Yeah yeah yeah
I wash it (x5)
WASH IT (x2)
song performed by by Guano Apes from Proud Like A God
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Cicely Bathing
The brook told the dove
And the dove told me
That Cicely's bathing at the pool
With other virgins three.
The brook told the dove
And the dove told me
That Cicely floating on the wave
Woke music in the tree.
The brook told the dove
And the dove told me
That Cicely's drying in the sun,
A snowy sight to see.
poem by Norman Rowland Gale
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Here's A Quarter (Call Someone Who Cares)
You say you were wrong to ever leave me alone
Now you're sorry, you're lonesome and scared
And you say you'd be happy if you could just come back home
Well here's a quarter, call someone who cares
CHORUS:
Call someone who'll listen and might give a damn
Maybe one of your sorted affairs
But don't you come 'round here handin' me none of your lines
Here's a quarter, call someone who cares
I thought what we had could never turn bad
So your leavin' caught me unaware
But the fact is you've run, girl that can't be undone
So here's a quarter, call someone who cares
REPEAT CHORUS
Yeah here's a quarter, call someone who cares
song performed by by Travis Tritt
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