Psalm 133
We are filled with the oil of gladness
It covers my brothers and I
For joy has overcome sadness
As the glory of God fills the sky
From the north and the south, the east and the west
The children of God come together
They lie down as one at rest
They are unified in Christ forever
Just as manna came down from above
Now its raining from heaven, its raining love
My brothers and sisters are trembling within
As we stand together we are soaked to the skin
The rain that soaks Zion from God is a sign
To dwell together to be filled with new wine
Hand in hand we will stand that He may open the door
The hearts of His people shall live evermore
poem by Frank McEleny
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Love One Another
Everybody needs a little tenderness
Everybody needs a release
From the cell they lock themselves in
Loves the only peace
Everybody needs
Everybody Cries
Everybody Bleeds
Everybody Dies
Everybody Dreams
Everybody Wakes
Everybody makes mistakes
Love one another
Sisters and brothers
Love one another
Love one another
Father and mother
Love one another
Its easier to walk away when youve
Got a wounded pride
When two people stand together
Thats how they heal inside
Try to understand
Open up your heart
A fist is just a hand
It can come apart
Let go of the past, let go of the fight
Forgiving fills the world with light
Love one another
Sisters and brothers
Love one another
Love one another
Father and mother
Love one another
We were given a world so beautiful
A deep ocean, a blue-blue sky
I know we can make it a better place
If only you and I
Love one another
Sisters and brothers
Love one another
Love one another
Father and mother
Love one another
song performed by by Cher
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Raining Shoes
coming
from
an advance
on raining
cats
on raining
dogs
to raining
shoes
really
reality
check
is not
my thing
right?
let it
rain
manna
from
heaven
to feed
children
starving
to feed
parents
children
dying
now
today
of
poverty
starvation
indifference
empires
oil wars
let it
rain
clothes
shoes
to clothe
naked bodies
skeletal bones
suffering souls
let it
rain
let it
rain
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Raining On Sunday
It ticks just like a timex
It never lets up on you
Who said life was easy
The job is never through
Itll run us til were ragged
Itll harden our hearts
And love could use a day of rest
Before we both start falling apart
Pray that its raining on sunday
Stormin like crazy
Well hide under the covers all afternoon
Baby whatever comes monday
Can take care of itself
cause we got better things that we could do
When its raining on sunday
Your love is like religion
A cross in mexico
And your kiss is like the innocence
Of a prayer nailed to a door
Oh surrender in much sweeter
When we both let it go
Let the water wash our bodies clean
And love wash our souls
Pray that its raining on sunday
Stormin like crazy
Well hide under the covers all afternoon
Baby whatever comes monday
Can take care of itself
cause we got better things that we could do
When its raining on sunday
Pray that its raining on sunday
Stormin like crazy
Well hide under the covers all afternoon
Baby whatever comes monday
Can take care of itself
cause we got better things that we could do
When its raining on sunday
When its raining on sunday
When its raining on sunday
Let it rain
song performed by by Keith Urban
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It's Raining Red
It's raining, it's raining, it's raining red
I blasted a hole
Right through my head
It's raining, it's raining, it's raining red
I'm so relieved
I'm finally dead
It's raining, it's raining, it's raining red
I was killed by the lies
I was always fed
It's raining, it's raining, it's raining red
It's over I'm gone
So forget what I said
poem by Cassandra Hooper
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Raining Again
I never even stopped to dream and
That Id see anything and
The world is coming out so cold
Oh, and it's raining again
Light on your car light, bullets on tin
Oh, and its raining again
Open the door and pulling me in
Nothing here but nothing less
Cold heart is stuck in this
Couldn't say the kindest words we knew
Everything I tried to say but
no one listens anyway
I had to give up all that I knew
Oh, and it's raining again
Light on your car light, bullets on tin
Oh, and its raining again
Open the door and pulling me in
Oh, and it's raining
Raining again
Oh, and it's raining
Raining again
Nothing here but nothing less
Everything we both regret
Couldn't say the kindest words we knew
Cause it was winter time and
We wanted some more time and
We watched the girls try something knew
We didn't even stopped to see that
That It was breaking me and
the world is coming out so cold
What you want you couldn't get, you
Couldn't wait for something less, you
had to give up everything you knew
Oh, and it's raining again
Light on your car light, bullets on tin
Oh, and its raining again
Open the door and pulling me in
[2x]
Sadness like water raining down
Raining down, raining down, raining down
[5x]
Oh, and it's raining
Raining again
Oh, and it's raining
Raining again
song performed by by Moby
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Until Sunrise
“A Soldier Tales”
I stand upon this field a watchman
over my brothers who now lay at rest.
And until sunrise here I’ll stand.
Sleep my dear brothers;
Dream pleasantly with
no fear. For I will stand watch
over you all like an angel sent
from heaven. Until sunrise.
Now as the night wind whistles
I hear each of your voices in the
breeze, Each of you my dear
brothers thanking me; for watching
over you all until the sunrise.
But my dear brothers’ rest, for you need
not thank me. In fact I should be thanking you
for you are asleep now, so that I and many
others can be awake. So rest your heads in
your graves knowing that you all did not die in
vane, and until God calls me to my final resting
place. I’ll be your watchman my brothers.
Until Sunrise.
Brothers
Lets get to the point now
Just because weve got the same mum and dad
That dont mean im your keeper
That dont mean I owe anything to you
You dont care for me
And man I dont think that much of you
Cause were brothers brothers brothers
I dont approve of anything you do
Cause were brothers brothers brothers
Cain and abel and me and you
You drove my car when we were young boys
And you tore it up too
You never paid to get it fixed
And you got me beat up a time or two
I know I should forgive and forget
But man I still hold a grudge against you
Cause were brothers brothers brothers
I dont approve of anything you do
Cause were brothers brothers brothers
Cain and abel and me and you
It is as normal as it can be
This sibling rivalry
We should have dropped it at 22
But man I cant stand the things you do
Cause were brothers brothers brothers
Youre always want something from me
Cause were brothers brothers brothers
It was so much fun having you in the family
Cause were brothers brothers brothers
Now that were grown it aint helped nothin? at all
Cause were brothers brothers brothers
On my birthday, please dont bother to call
Cause were brothers brothers brothers
Brothers brothers brothers
Yeah, youre my brother brother brother
Brothers brothers brothers
Yeah, were brothers brothers brothers
Yeah, were brothers brothers brothers
Brothers brothers brothers
song performed by by John Mellencamp
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Heading The Call
A flash in the night, a journey through time
the Templars are back on the streets
Guarded by prowess and the will to survive
all led by the guiding light
Angels of mercy, guardians of time
Shackled and chained through the eternal flame
the hammer will slowly arise
Heeding The Call, one and for all
never surrender, with glory well fall
Brothers unite, lets stand up and fightfulfilling our fate, we
are Heeding The Call
One step ahead, revealing the past
united, together we stand
The call of the thunder, the sign to begin
this final crusade we will win
Angels of mercy, our journey must proceed
With hearts all filled up with chivalry
the lifeblood that we all need
Heeding The Call, one and for all
never surrender, with glory well fall
Brothers unite, lets stand up and fight
fulfilling our fate, we are Heeding The Call
Oh, oh, oh
Heeding The Call, one and for all
never surrender, with glory well fall
Brothers unite, lets stand up and fight
fulfilling our fate, we are Heeding The Call
song performed by by Hammerfall
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Heeding The Call
A flash in the night, a journey through time
The templars are back on the streets
Guarded by prowess and the will to survive
All led by the guiding light
Angels of mercy, guardians of time
Shackled and chained through the eternal flame
The hammer will slowly arise
Heeding the call, one and for all
Never surrender, with glory well fall
Brothers unite, lets stand up and fight
Fulfilling our fate, we are
Heeding the call
One step ahead, revealing the past
United, together we stand
The call of the thunder, the sign to begin
This final crusade we will win
Angels of mercy, our journey must proceed
With hearts all filled up with chivalry
The lifeblood that we all need
Heeding the call, one and for all
Never surrender, with glory well fall
Brothers unite, lets stand up and fight
Fulfilling our fate, we are heeding the call
Oh, oh, oh
Heeding the call, one and for all
Never surrender, with glory well fall
Brothers unite, lets stand up and fight
Fulfilling our fate, we are heeding the call
song performed by by Hammerfall
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A World Filled With Hate
This world is filled with hate
Hate against life
Hate against your friends
Hate against your pet
Hate against the rain
Hate against a busdriver
Hate against your teacher
Hate against your parents
Hate against your brothers and sisters
Hate against a difficult game
Hate against your job
Hate against the way you live
Hate against your body
Hate against a withering flower
Hate against a not-working car
Hate against someone hurting you
Hate against a child that doesn't obey
Hate against the cloudy sky
Hate against God
Hate against the death
So much hate in everyone of us
We're filled with it
But only a little dropp of love
In this hate filled world
Could overcome every bit of hate
poem by Angel of Death
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Season Africa
Seasons africa
Africa! my home..
The sole of peace
Your brothers are now your fathers
Your sisters are now your mothers
Your mild wind is becoming hot
Your silence is now becoming scanty
Your leaders are just like your seasons
The raining and the summer interchanges
Yet! many terminating roles
Your resources are now your leaders sources
Africa! if the raining season comes...
Try to debar them out
Never let them linger
Let thunder strike them
And wash them accros river niger and river beneu
In the west and all the province
You are wealthiest
Call your loyal children and talk to fill their heart
Africa, you are the giant
Call your children...
Brothers, Sisters
I don’t care what skin you’re in
You’re my brother
And I love you
I don’t care how messed up its bin
You’re my sister
And I love you
The past
Its history
He’s won the victory
You’re my brother
My sister
I love you
South African
Through and through
Should have Gone through pain and sorrow with you
My brothers and sisters
I love you
I watched as people discriminated
They ostracized
The pride
The pain
My brother
My sister
Love hurts
But by Christ we see
It’s the only way it should be
Sacrifice fuels our hearts
It sets us ablaze
For you
I will risk it
Our citizenship
On paper- False
But in our hearts- the rebirth certificate
A citizenship not of this world
Made one by Christ
We’re together
No more divides
My brother and sister
I love you
How can I just stand by?
How can I live my life without loving you?
You’re my brother
You’re my sister
And I love you
By his scars we are made one
By his bruises set free
He accepts us as we are
Broken and battered
He loves us at the greatest cost
So why should I hold back?
How can I?
With such knowledge all I can do is love you
My brother and my sister
poem by Jessica Nobubele Frame
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Zion
The Doorkeepers of Zion,
They do not always stand
In helmet and whole armour,
With halberds in their hand;
But, being sure of Zion,
And all her mysteries,
They rest awhile in Zion,
Sit down and smile in Zion;
Ay, even jest in Zion;
In Zion, at their ease.
The Gatekeepers of Baal,
They dare not sit or lean,
But fume and fret and posture
And foam and curse between;
For being bound to Baal,
Whose sacrifice is vain,
Their rest is scant with Baal,
They glare and pant for Baal,
They mouth and rant for Baal,
For Baal in their pain!
But we will go to Zion,
By choice and not through dread,
With these our present comrades
And those our present dead;
And, being free of Zion
In both her fellowships,
Sit down and sup in Zion --
Stand up and drink in Zion
Whatever cup in Zion
Is offered to our lips!
poem by Rudyard Kipling
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Ah Me! Ah Me!
Ah, me! Ah, me! My weary doom to labour here in the Palace!
Seven good wine-jars have I - and three in my province.
There where they stand I have hung straight-stemmed gourds of the finest -
They turn to the West when the East wind blows,
They turn to the East when the West wind blows,
They turn to the North when the South wind blows,
They turn to the South when the North wind blows.
And there I sit watching them turning and turning forever-
Oh, my gourds! Oh, my wine-jars!
poem by Sugawara Takesue no Musume
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4. Blow me down
The North wind blew on Monday
As the East wind got the flu
The West wind blew on Tuesday
As the South wind never knew
The North East wind had Wednesday
As the South West wasn’t chuffed
The North West blew on Thursday
As the South East hardly puffed
The East and West blew Friday
As the others had a rest
The North and South blew Saturday
As the weekends were the best
The lot of them had Sunday
As the winds turned into storm
The whole of them had Monday off
As the week got back to norm
poem by David Threadgold (2008)
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Too Few Too Many
Too few reasons to live, one great one not to die
dreams all thrown in a sieve
But I'm still looking up to the sky.
Still some love to share
While the sun still shines on me
Nothing can compare, clouds sleep above a sky blue sea.
Too few reasons to smile, many people need a shoulder
Tears of a crocodile and my heart grows a little colder
But I'm still running on faith when Compassion's tanks are low
Love is never safe it lives within a candle's glow.
Too few reasons to stand and hold our heads up high
Brothers and sisters take a hand and hang on as we fly.
Our trials will soon be over
One spiritual super- nova.
Some good reasons to live
One great one just to die
Nothing we have to give, just look to an open sky.
poem by Kevin East
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Committed Disciples
With The Word God speaks to us, when we know The Lord Jesus,
The Word the Spirit also uses, to move upon those God chooses,
Men who don’t know His Son, Christ, who came to save everyone,
Through The Word both can receive, wisdom, as God they believe.
In our prayers we speak to Him, God, who saved man from all sin,
Confession to The Lord we make, as sin, God helps us to forsake,
And to The Lord we lift request, so for Christ, we can live our best,
Other men can even pray to Christ, if they desire in Him, a new life.
By fellowship in Christ with others, we together mature as Brothers,
Sisters and Brothers, in Christ above, as God fills us with His Love,
In that love and encouragement, guided by the Spirit God has sent,
We can help one another grow, and live for God the Truth we know.
To The Lord believers must commit, all their life, to be spiritually fit,
To be used for the Kingdom of God, while we’re on the earthly sod,
We all must live a life of discipline, while in this world filled with sin,
Willing for Jesus to pay the price, and become His Living Sacrifice.
For The Lord, we must choose, as Messengers of His Good News,
Discernment towards all the night, to be for God our Savior’s Light.
Through The Word and by prayer, God’s Good News we can share,
As a fellowship committed to be, His Body, pointing all to Eternity.
(Copyright ©10/2009)
Rain Is Falling
(rain rain, go away, come again another day)
Early in the morning
The sun was up and the sky was very blue
Without a warning
As I looked out, my thoughts returned to you.
A noise in the city made the children run
And hide themselves away
And thunder boomed and lightning filled the sky.
Looking from this window
A thousand rivers running past my door
Standing on an island
Looking for someone upon the shore
I cane see it very clearly, nothings really changed
Then lightning strikes across an empty sky.
Chorus:
Ooohh, the rain is falling
Ooohh, the rain is falling
Ooohh, the rain is falling
Will it wash away the lonely tears?
(its raining, its pouring, the old man is snoring)
With their brand new time transporter
Theyll think maybe I fought to get away
But with all their great inventions
And all their good intentions, here I stay
Down on the corner where the sun had shone
The people gathered round
Then scattered as the raindrops hit the ground.
Repeat chorus:
(its raining, its pouring, the old man is snoring)
Repeat chorus:
(its raining, its pouring, the old man is snoring)
(rain rain, go away, come again another day)
song performed by by Electric Light Orchestra
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OUR Duty...
It is my duty to stand up for my country and belief
It is my duty to end my brothers’ and sisters’ grief
It is my duty to fight for my country and to spread goodness and trust
It is my duty to proclaim peace and harmony as a must
If everyone could just shake hands
Where difference no longer stands
If everyone could just walk together
Then the peace and harmony that I’m calling for shall last forever
If we could just unite and abolish all the wars
Then we shall unlock all of the friendship doors
If we could put an end to all the pain from people no matter what color or faith they are
Then the road to heaven and eternal happiness shall not be far
It is OUR duty to stand up for OUR country and belief
It is OUR duty to end OUR brothers’ and sisters’ grief
poem by Marria Attar
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On The Fifth Day Of A Hunger Strike
My brothers,
Forgive me if I'm unable to say
honestly and straightforwardly
all that I would like to say to you
I'm drunk, my head is light, it spins,
not from raki
but from hunger.
My brothers,
I'm European, I'm Asian, I'm American,
In this month of May
I'm not in jail or on a hunger strike,
But lying at night in a meadow
With your eyes as near to mine as the stars
And your hands in mine as a single hand
like the hand of my mother
like the hand of my helpmate
like the hand of life.
My brothers,
You, at least, have never abandoned me,
Not me or my country or my people.
I know that you love me and love what's ours
As I love you and love what's yours.
And for this
I thank you, my brothers,
I thank you.
My brothers,
I have no intention of dying.
And if I am killed
I know
I'll go on living
in your thoughts.
I'll live in the lines of Aragon-
in every line that describes
the coming of beautiful days-
And in the pigeons of Picasso,
And in the folksongs of Robson...
And more beautiful than anything else
more triumphant than anything else
I'll live in the jubilant laughter
of a comrade on strike day
in the port of Marseilles.
My brothers,
Since you really wish me to talk again,
I'm so happy, so happy,
that I spurt the words out!
poem by Nazim Hikmet
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