Psalm 19
The soul is converted
And the simple made wise
The heart is rejoicing
There is light in our eyes
For the heavens declare
The glory of the Lord
There is no speech or language
Where this voice is not heard
What is sweeter than honey
More desirous than gold
What's more precious than silver
The Gospel story told
Let the words of my mouth
And the meditations of my heart
Glorify the King of Kings
For we shall never be apart
poem by Frank McEleny
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Silver & Gold
Words and Music by Johnny Marks.
Silver, silver and gold
Silver and gold, silver and gold
Ev'ryone wishes for silver and gold
How do you measure its worth?
Just by the pleasure it gives here on earth.
Silver and gold, silver and gold
Mean so much more when I see
Silver and gold decorations
On ev'ry Christmas tree.
Silver, silver and gold
Silver, silver and gold
Silver and gold
Silver and gold
Silver and gold
Wise men brought gifts to the mange I'm told
Mary was humble to see
Shepherds and kings there on bended knees
It's silver and gold, silver and gold
Feeling the world with their lives
Silver and gold how they shimmer on ev'ry Christmas night
On ev'ry Christmas night
Silver, silver and gold
song performed by by Vanessa Williams
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Silver And Gold
Silver, silver and gold
Silver and gold, silver and gold
Ev'ryone wishes for silver and gold
How do you measure its worth?
Just by the pleasure it gives here on earth.
Silver and gold, silver and gold
Mean so much more when I see
Silver and gold decorations
On ev'ry Christmas tree.
Silver, silver and gold
Silver, silver and gold
Silver and gold
Silver and gold
Silver and gold
Wise men brought gifts to the mange I'm told
Mary was humble to see
Shepherds and kings there on bended knees
It's silver and gold, silver and gold
Feeling the world with their lives
Silver and gold how they shimmer on ev'ry Christmas night
On ev'ry Christmas night
Silver, silver and gold
song performed by by Vanessa Williams
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Psalm XIX: The Heavens Declare Thy Glory, Lord
The heavens declare thy glory, Lord,
In every star thy wisdom shines;
But when our eyes behold thy word,
We read thy name in fairer lines.
The rolling sun, the changing light,
And night and day, thy power confess;
But the blest volume thou hast writ
Reveals thy justice and thy grace.
Sun, moon, and stars convey thy praise
Round the whole earth, and never stand;
So when thy truth began its race,
It touched and glanced on every land.
Nor shall thy spreading gospel rest
Till through the world thy truth has run
Till Christ has all the nations blest,
That see the light or feel the sun.
Great Sun of righteousness, arise,
Bless the dark world with heavenly light:
Thy gospel makes the simple wise;
Thy laws are pure, thy judgments right.
poem by Isaac Watts
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Heart Of Gold
When it is a heart of gold.
In this story happiness unfolds.
A gift has been given.
The wise man says just take it.
Just take it.
Don't ask why.
For it could go back up to the sky.
In a world where darkness comes up with the sunrise.
We have all made a compromise to survive.
Living a lie, with a single tear dropp in our eyes.
It turns in to many.
A plenty.
Where we have surrendered up our greatest beliefs.
A sacrifice of the soul.
We are all losing control.
When it is a heart of gold.
In this story happiness unfolds.
A gift has been given.
The wise man says just take it.
Just take it.
Don't ask why.
For it could go back up to the sky.
I never thought anybody could bring me back from the edge.
My spirit is going to soar.
I'm looking for the double edge sword.
Expecting to die by it with a roar.
I thought I would have angered the beast who dwells in the fires.
But he never appears.
Instead suddenly all I see is good tidings.
It is the horse I want to be riding.
When it is a heart of gold.
In this story happiness unfolds.
A gift has been given.
The wise man says just take it.
Just take it.
Don't ask why.
For it could go back up to the sky.
Who are you?
Why are you helping me?
Where does all this love towards fellow man come from?
I'm a friend.
I do this because I can.
It's not easy to understand, when they are no demands.
An angel has whispered upon my ear again.
Speaking of the knight in white armour.
Saying when he comes.
All pure souls will be undone, released and gone.
When it is a heart of gold.
In this story happiness unfolds.
A gift has been given.
The wise man says just take it.
Just take it.
Don't ask why.
For it could go back up to the sky.
When it is a heart of gold.
In this story happiness unfolds.
A gift has been given.
The wise man says just take it.
Just take it.
Don't ask why.
For it could go back up to the sky.
When it is a heart of gold.
In this story happiness unfolds.
A gift has been given.
The wise man says just take it.
Just take it.
Don't ask why.
For it could go back up to the sky.
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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Are You Just Saved?
Just saved or have you been converted, while in a world so perverted?
With heart and mind transformed, no longer desirous to be conformed.
Do you have a truly repentant heart, to desire from old ways to depart?
To now walk in ways that Glorify, The Lord above, Who reigns on High.
Being bought with a precious price, will you not for the Savior sacrifice,
The old way of life or earthly desire, for a purpose that is much higher?
Don’t all Christians own their life, to the Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ?
And friend, isn’t only reasonable, to give of your life not some, but all?
For we were dead in trespass and sin, before we found new life in Him,
With no hope beyond this earth, then we received from God, New Birth,
Now we have real Hope and a new destiny, which takes us into Eternity,
Through an eternal life with our God, that goes beyond this earthly sod.
If Christ came down here to serve, what is it, which we haven’t learned?
And if our God gave us His Only Son, why aren’t we in the race to run?
That race set before every one of us, by God’s Son, in whom we trust,
To run as though to get that prize, while upon our Lord we fix our eyes.
It all begins as Believers repent, to follow The Spirit, which Christ sent,
To turn away from old sinful ways, and live for Glory and God’s praise.
Not for praise from men down here, but to live for God in reverent fear,
Knowing that when this life is past, only what’s done for Christ will last.
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Its Christmas Time
(wintley phipps)
Its christmas time
And you will find his love is everywhere
While shepherds watched their flocks by night
The star shone all around
Jesus came to earth
Born of mary
Prince of peace, emmanuel
I love to tell the story
And now the king born in a manger is lord of my heart
Now the king born in a manger is lord of my soul
Its christmas time
And you will find his love is everywhere
The wise men came to see his face
And glory shone around
Jesus came to earth
Born of mary
Prince of peace, emmanuel
I love to tell his story
And now the king born in a manger is lord of my heart
Now the king born in a manger is lord of my heart
Oh yes, the king born in a manger
Is lord of my heart
Now the king born in a manger
Is lord of my soul
Its christmas time
song performed by by Diana Ross
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Wild Honey
B. wilson
Mama Im tellin you as sure as Im standin here
Shes my girl and thats the way Im keepin it my mama dear
No good will it do you to stand there and frown at me
The girls got my heart and my loves comin down on me
Last time I met her since I got a taste of wild honey
(sweet, sweet, my honey bee)
You know shes got the sweetness of the honey bee
(sweet, sweet, my honey)
Honey, (sweet, sweet, my honey bee) she got me all and stung me good, oh, yesiree
(sweet, sweet, my honey)
Before he even stung bees buzzin around her hive
She singled me out, single handed took me alive
Im gonna take her home and spend my life
Eatin up the wild honey
(sweet, sweet, my honey bee)
(sweet, sweet, my honey)
(sweet, sweet, my honey bee)
(sweet, sweet, my honey)
(sweet, sweet, my honey)
Oh mama shes sweeter (sweeter) and sweeter (sweeter) and sweeter, sweeter
Yaaaa, honey (sweet, sweet, my honey bee)
Let me tell you how she really got to my soul (sweet,sweet my honey)
It aint funny, (sweet, sweet, my honey bee) the way she made me want to sing a little rock and
Roll (sweet, sweet, my honey)
Theres nothing quite as good as the taste of wild honey
Break my back workin just to save me some money
I can spend my life with her eatin up her wild honey
(sweet, sweet, my honey bee)
Oh honey shes sweeter (sweeter) and sweeter (sweeter) and sweeter, sweeter
Now
(sweet, sweet, my honey bee)
(sweet, sweet, my honey)
(sweet, sweet, my honey bee)
(sweet, sweet, my honey)
Gimme some gimme some
(sweet, sweet, my honey)
Gimme some gimme some(shes the one)
(sweet, sweet, my honey)
Gimme some wild honey
Gimme some gimme some..........
song performed by by Nazareth
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Honey Hi
Written by christine mcvie.
Honey, honey, honey
Who could be sweeter than you
Honey, honey, honey
Bitter sweet, but what can I do
Lord, its good to talk to you
Even sweeter than wine
Dont take the love light away
cause Im far away from home
Daddy, all Im trying to tell you
Lord, I really love you, love you, love you
Honey, honey, honey hi
Honey, honey, honey hi
Honey, honey, honey hi.
song performed by by Fleetwood Mac
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Psalm 119 part 5
Delight in Scripture; or, The word of God dwelling in us.
ver. 97
O how I love thy holy law!
'Tis daily my delight;
And thence my meditations draw
Divine advice by night.
ver. 148
My waking eyes prevent the day
To meditate thy word;
My soul with longing melts away
To hear thy gospel, Lord.
ver. 3,13,54
How doth thy word my heart engage!
How well employ my tongue!
And in my tiresome pilgrimage,
Yields me a heav'nly song.
ver. 19,103
Am I a stranger or at home,
'Tis my perpetual feast;
Not honey dropping from the comb
So much allures the taste.
ver. 72,127
No treasures so enrich the mind;
Nor shall thy word be sold
For loads of silver well refined,
Nor heaps of choicest gold.
ver. 28,49,175
When nature sinks, and spirits droop,
Thy promises of grace
Are pillars to support my hope,
And there I write thy praise.
poem by Isaac Watts
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Simple Words
Simple words are precious pearls.
When spoken true they mean the world.
They tell me that I'm speacial,
and that you really care.
They really are so meaningful,
a feeling that is rare.
When they come from one as you.
It makes me feel as precious few.
It's something so little have tried to do.
Such simple words with greatness spewed.
In my heart a loving burn.
It means so much for you to share.
The love you hold and have spared.
I always knew you truly cared.
I thank you now for all you do.
These simple words are sweet and smooth.
From my doubts I am romoved.
You told me I'm a speacial dude.
These simple words give my soul such needed food.
poem by Michael McParland
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Psalm 19
The books of nature and of Scripture compared.
THE heav'ns declare thy glory, Lord,
In every star thy wisdom shines
But when our eyes behold thy word,
We read thy name in fairer lines.
The rolling sun, the changing light,
And nights and days, thy power confess
But the blest volume thou hast writ
Reveals thy justice and thy grace.
Sun, moon, and stars convey thy praise
Round the whole earth, and never stand:
So when thy truth begun its race,
It touched and glanced on every land.
Nor shall thy spreading gospel rest
Till through the world thy truth has run,
Till Christ has all the nations blest
That see the light or feel the sun.
Great Sun of Righteousness, arise,
Bless the dark world with heav'nly light;
Thy gospel makes the simple wise,
Thy laws are pure, thy judgments right.
Thy noblest wonders here we view
In souls renewed and sins forgiv'n;
Lord, cleanse my sins, my soul renew,
And make thy word my guide to heaven.
poem by Isaac Watts
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Sweet words,
Sweeter words,
Sweeter words that are deeper in my hurt,
I can believe,
I still believe that it was started,
Whilst the world saw it and believed,
Sweeter words that I made Him my selection,
I knew that love was like this,
Sweeter taste from the Wine's and Spirit's,
The drinking of wine was the Master Plan,
To tell us and ignore,
This is how the story start's,
That the man was wilding that I be His son,
Sweeter words that I found no Inspiration from Him,
It became more of an Inspiration,
That the story goes with bitter,
The story goes with sweeter words,
I never knew that they would be crying for a remedy,
To take my love from you,
It was believable,
This is the lie of my Sacifice to follow Truth,
I hope that you heard,
The Burdens are all ending,
Coming back that I see a change in the world,
In Reality it never changed.
poem by Maxpoet Beauty
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Sweeter words,
Sweeter words,
Sweeter words that are deeper in my hurt,
I can believe,
I still believe that it was started,
Whilst the world saw it and believed,
Sweeter words that I made Him my selection,
I knew that love was like this,
Sweeter taste from the Wine's and Spirit's,
The drinking of wine was the Master Plan,
To tell us and ignore,
This is how the story start's,
That the man was wilding that I be His son,
Sweeter words that I found no Inspiration from Him,
It became more of an Inspiration,
That the story goes with bitter,
The story goes with sweeter words,
I never knew that they would be crying for a remedy,
To take my love from you,
It was believable,
This is the lie of my Sacifice to follow Truth,
I hope that you heard,
The Burdens are all ending,
Coming back that I see a change in the world,
In Reality it never changed.
poem by Maxpoet Beauty
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The Dead Kings
All the dead kings came to me
At Rosnaree, where I was dreaming.
A few stars glimmered through the morn,
And down the thorn the dews were streaming.
And every dead king had a story
Of ancient glory, sweetly told.
It was too early for the lark,
But the starry dark had tints of gold.
I listened to the sorrows three
Of that Eire passed into song.
A cock crowed near a hazel croft,
And up aloft dim larks winged strong.
And I, too, told the kings a story
Of later glory, her fourth sorrow:
There was a sound like moving shields
In high green fields and the lowland furrow.
And one said : ' We who yet are kings
Have heard these things lamenting inly.'
Sweet music flowed from many a bill
And on the hill the morn stood queenly.
And one said : ' Over is the singing,
And bell bough ringing, whence we come ;
With heavy hearts we'll tread the shadows,
In honey meadows birds are dumb.'
And one said : ' Since the poets perished
And all they cherished in the way,
Their thoughts unsung, like petal showers
Inflame the hours of blue and gray.'
And one said : ' A loud tramp of men
We'll hear again at Rosnaree.'
A bomb burst near me where I lay.
I woke, 'twas day in Picardy.
poem by Francis Ledwidge
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Psalm 116
Who steps down from the seat of glory?
Who comes down from the heavens above?
It's my Lord and my King who has heard my cry
Who flies to me on the wings of a dove
It's an incredible thing in the darkness
When its shattered by light from above
Just when I thought there was no more hope
You came down on the wings of a dove
I was falling ever deeper into darkness
And I could see no light from above
And I cried out with all that was in me
And you came down on the wings of a dove
You have delivered my soul from death
And you have filled my soul with love
You restored my crushed and broken heart
When you came down on the wings of a dove
poem by Frank McEleny
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This Light
Hear my words oh you men,
Listen to me oh you that have knowledge;
Because i am the gold of Ophir among the stones of the brook;
But naked i came out from my mother's womb.
I am like the boundary between the light and the darkness,
And like precious crystal and the precious onyx;
But the price of wisdom is above rubies!
I am like the precious sapphire and the precious coal,
And my mind is like the path for the lightning bolt;
But my steps are bathed with the cream of love,
And like the precious pearls in the land of your muse.
Listen to me when i speak,
For my council is like Mount Everest far up high! !
And i am the eyes to the blind in the land of joy.
The old men rose and the old women gathered around,
And like a smelter for silver;
But i am the feet to the lame.
Listen to me oh you that have ears,
For a place of gold is now refined like my name;
But upon many will this light shine unto;
For my love is sweeter than the red apples in your hands.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Psalm 19 part 1
The books of nature and scripture.
For a Lord's-day morning
Behold, the lofty sky
Declares its Maker God,
And all his starry works on high
Proclaim his power abroad.
The darkness and the light
Still keep their course the same;
While night to day, and day to night,
Divinely teach his name.
In every diff'rent land
Their general voice is known;
They show the wonders of his hand,
And orders of his throne.
Ye British lands, rejoice,
Here he reveals his word;
We are not left to nature's voice,
To bid us know the Lord.
His statutes and commands
Are set before our eyes;
He puts his gospel in our hands,
Where our salvation lies.
His laws are just and pure,
His truth without deceit,
His promises for ever sure,
And his rewards are great.
[Not honey to the taste
Affords so much delight,
Nor gold that has the furnace passed
So much allures the sight.
While of thy works I sing,
Thy glory to proclaim,
Accept the praise, my God, my King
In my Redeemer's name.]
poem by Isaac Watts
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The Glory Now Descending
I have seen the heavens descending
And the beauty of Christ arise
For there is no comprehending
As His glory fills the skies
Are the eyes of your heart full of wonder?
Has perfect love cast out all fear?
Can you hear the heavenly thunder?
As our Lord and God draws near
Lift up your eyes and see the King
As the angels blow their horn
Let every man and woman sing
For the day that He was born
For on that day when He came to earth
The angels did rejoice
And all who bowed now gladly serve
And make a joyful noise
For if glory filled the earth and sky
On the day that He was born
And all hell shook when He was crucified
And the veil was surely torn
Then what glory now descending
As He comes back for His own?
And every heart depending
For the trumpet it has blown
Close your eyes and open your heart
And the King of glory will come in
It was His plan right from the start
To conquer hell and death and sin
O the glory of the risen King
Who is coming for His own
And every child of God will sing
Around God's holy throne
Come Lord Jesus take your place
Rule and reign forevermore
We'll eternally gaze into your face
As we all worship and adore
poem by Frank McEleny
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Psalm 97
The Lord reigns, let the earth rejoice
Let all the people make a joyful noise
Let every heart that longs, desire
To be consumed by His holy fire
Let this fire go before Him
And devour all His enemies
Mountains melt like wax
His children fall down on their knees
At the presence of the Lord
The whole world shakes to and fro
And the heavens declare His righteousness
And His Spirit shows the way to go
You are exalted O God above the heavens
And every eye will see your glory
And every knee shall bow to thee
And every tongue declare you holy
poem by Frank McEleny
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Dance! Shout!
You told me that you wanted somebody to talk to
You told me that you needed a friend
You told me that you wanted somebody to stay with you
Somebody to stick with you to the end
So let me introduce you to someone who knows you
He knew you before you got your name
Hes closer than a brother more than your father
And all youve got to do is call his name
Dance! shout!
Come on everybody lets turn his praises out
Dance! shout!
Come on everybody its all worked out
Its all so very simple! its all so very plain!
You dont need nobody to explain!
When you believe in your heart that jesus is lord
You will know for yourself that youve been born again!
When we get to glory we will tell the story
Of how we lived in this world below
My soul will look back and wonder
How I made it over
But when I see his face thats when I will know
song performed by by Wynonna Judd
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