The dragon
Far to much suffering did I see
and scared people flee
to get away from the terror
and to be free from the tyranny
that war brought on.
It feels as from eternity
my soul was strong full of energy
but now after the war
the demons remain
and leaves greater pain
than scars made by weapons.
But still who really knows
and understand man,
are awed by the mysteries
of life and death,
knows the nature of humanity
and what it really means to be free?
Some say that freedom
is eternal vigilance,
others that it’s a belief
or the right of action
without restraint,
others that knowledge
brings it on,
but I know that its price is high
and paid in blood
in battles fought
and that war leaves a mark
and in my soul,
the dragon devours me.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Set Me Free
You operate and motivate on synthetic fuel
you're Mother Nature and an atom bomb
As long as you're kept full of pretty bodies
your little secret will be safe with me
around again insane again
it somes again it sets me free
so set me free
set me free
'cause I think you need my soul
set me free
set me free
Your kept alive and polarized with one thing in mind,
metabolizin' everything that you see
but now and then or a little later
now I'm gonna take you down with me
Around again insane again
she comes again it sets me free
so set me free
set me free
'cause I think you need my soul
set me free
set me free
so set me free
set me free
'cuase I think you need my soul
set me free
set me free
So, take me down
take me down, down, down, down
take me down, take me down
So, take me down
take me down, down, down, down
take me down, take me down
So set me free
set me free
'cause I think you need my soul
set me free
set me free
So set me free
set me free
'cause I think you need my soul
set me free
set me free
So set me free
set me free
'cause I think you need my soul
set me free
set me free
So set me free
set me free
'cause I think you need my soul
set me free
set me free
My freedom
Oh, I don't mind
My freedom
Oh, I don't mind
My freedom
Oh, I don't mind
My freedom
Oh, I don't mind
My freedom
song performed by by Velvet Revolver
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Freedom Now
They throwed him in jail
And they kept him there
Hoping soo hed die
That his body and spirit would waste away
And soon after that his mind
But every day is born a fool
One who thinks that he can rule
One who says tomorrows mine
One who wakes one day to find
The prison doors open the shackles broken
And chaos in the street
Everybody sing were free free free free
Everybody sing were free free free free
Everybody sing were free free free free
They throwed him in jail
And they kept him there
Hoping his memoryd die
That the people forget how he once led
And fought for justice in their lives
But every day is born a man
Who hates what he cant understand
Who thinks the answer is to kill
Who thinks his actions are gods will
And he thinks hes free free free free
Yes he thinks hes free free free free
He thinks hes free free free free
Soon must come the day
Whe the righteous have their way
Unjustly tried are free
And people live in peace I say
Give the man release
Go on and set your conscience free
Right the wrongs you made
Even a fool can have his day
Let us all be free free free free
Let us all be free free free free
Let us all be free free free free
Free our bodies free our minds
Free our hearts
Freedom for everyone
And freedom now
Freedom now
Freedom now
Freedom now
Let us all be free free free free
Let us all be free free free free
Let us all be free free free free
song performed by by Tracy Chapman
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The Price Was Paid
Jesus Christ paid it all for you and me on that hill called Calvary.
He spent His blood on that tree, and the cost to you and I is free.
The price was paid for sin you see, but it was the sin of you and me.
Jesus paid the price, yes indeed, and on that day Christ set us free.
God decided in eternity past, to set a price that would forever last.
But there was not a lot to cast, for only Jesus can forgive your past.
Many people were totally aghast to see Christ treated as an outcast.
Although beaten and harassed, His love remained pure and steadfast.
By His own, rejected and accused, and sentenced by that body of Jews.
Understood by just a few, “forgive them as they know not what they do.”
Christ’s cry to God to forgive the Jews echoes today for me and you.
But in light of Scripture when we choose, we know exactly what we do.
I never perused God like I ought and I’m the one whom God had sought.
The Word I wasn’t taught and my knowledge of Him was close to naught.
But all things by God are wrought, no matter what I learned or thought.
Even the unrighteous who vainly fought, by Jesus Christ were bought.
On the cross rejected and downcast, His love is a Heavenly contrast.
His love alone so deep and vast, to this very day goes unsurpassed.
And the souls for evil that Satan amassed, into the fire Christ will cast.
Satan’s evil will soon be past and God’s Righteousness will forever last.
For in the end all will see, and not only those who truly believed.
And all of those who remain deceived will be dealt with accordingly.
His Blood redeemed all who believe and eternal life they will receive.
And His Blood purchased all the deceived to be cast into Hell eternally.
Do You Know The Truth?
Know the Truth, it will set you free, Christ is that Truth, and It is He.
To know the Truth is personally, do you know The God of Eternity?
The real truth is more than fact; it is Our Lord, who is coming back.
Today are you free in The Truth, or will you see His strong reproof?
This Truth that you come to know, goes with you wherever you go.
Will you have Truth by your side, the very day after you have died?
And this Truth that sets men free, also helps the blind men to see.
Did you receive the sight to see, the only Truth that rules Eternity?
When you see The Eternal Truth, you will be Christ’s living proof,
That God truly sets men free, as a changed man is what men see.
They’re freed from a darkened past, given a freedom that will last.
Freedom offered to both you and me, in Christ through all Eternity.
Christ is the only Truth you need, in this life to be set free indeed.
Do you have this freedom friend, that in Christ Jesus will not end?
His freedom always brings peace, even as other freedoms cease.
Will all your earthly freedom end, when you see our Savior friend?
God’s plans never fail my friend, as Satan learned way back when.
Are you still under Satan’s guise, or has Christ opened your eyes?
God sent the Savior Jesus Christ, as the freedom men need in life,
Will you embrace The Truth and be, free in Christ for all of Eternity?
(Copyright ©03/2006)
Faith In Christ Alone
Faith in which many do believe, by its own teachings will deceive,
The very ones it’s meant to reach, through the error it does teach,
Teachings that by errors depart, from the Truths Christ did impart,
Truths which would set men free, who were in bondage religiously.
They may have belief like us, but, their belief has misplaced trust,
A belief that adds to the cross, which leads them to spiritual loss,
Denying God’s finished work for all, will result in their spiritual fall,
A fall from saving Grace, as His finished work they don’t embrace.
Christ said it is finished on that day, paving for all God’s only way,
When men place trust, solely in Him, Christ alone, who died for sin.
And only Christ, and Him alone, was exalted to the Fathers Throne,
The only High Priest, over those, who believe in The Son who rose.
Religion leaves its noticeable trace, of the Truth which we embrace,
But it adds to the work of Christ, which alone, grants us eternal life.
Christ is all that we must believe, and then His Spirit we will receive,
To guide believers in God’s Truth, with New Life, in Christ, as proof.
We’ve no concern we must be, purged before entering into eternity,
As our penalty for sin was paid, when all our sin on Christ was laid,
Paying the full and eternal price, when He became God’s Sacrifice,
And by faith in Jesus Christ alone, we’ll enter into our eternal home.
(Copyright ©04/2008)
If Only More
If only more people could see, Jesus Christ, and be set free,
Of all that bondage they’re in; the dark chains caused by sin;
Or freed from bonds of religion, for that way causes derision,
As freedom is in Christ alone, declared to all from His Throne.
If only more will see His Truth, and by faith, avoid His reproof,
God’s Judgment on this world, that wrath His prophets herald,
Wrath only avoided through Christ, who, for men gave His life,
When He was God’s Sacrifice, to pay in full, sin’s eternal price.
If only more could understand, all The Truth on which we stand,
Truth not built on man’s theology, but, on the Blood of Calvary,
Blood that flowed from the Rock, not of earth but eternal stock,
The Rock not cut by human hands, on which one falls or stands.
If only more could see the need, to share Truths, which we read,
In God’s Holy, Eternal Word, Truth, many may have never heard,
And it’s the believer’s obligation, to point all to God’s Salvation,
Being sent by Christ to proclaim, Salvation in our Savior’s Name.
Then more would truly be free, not just now, but through Eternity,
When through Truth they believe, and eternal life they will receive,
Then, they’d understand by faith, God’s Salvation is all of Grace,
Then they could join in with us, to point the world to Christ Jesus.
(Copyright ©08/2010 Bob)
All Differences Put Aside
They come in all colors and kinds, with different hearts and minds,
From various parts of this world, all with different stories to herald,
Each one will come to understand, ways and cultures of their land,
Diverse people from every nation, but, all in need of one salvation.
All may possess a different belief, in a world full of pain and grief,
With many ways to approach life, to deal with daily pain and strife,
But, nothing compares with Grace, regardless of the trials we face,
The Grace received in Jesus Christ, sustaining Believers in this life.
Belief may be religious or secular, with a difference they both infer,
One, God’s existence is believed, the other, in Him there’s no need,
But, for both, every knee will bend, when their life comes to an end,
For each will bow to their Creator, as their Judge or Blessed Savior.
As different as all nations may be, all peoples will still face eternity,
Many people differ from you and I, but, born like us they surely die,
Death is appointed to all of us, according to God, we return to dust,
And every soul on earth we see, Judgment from the God of Eternity.
All men will take that last breath, passing away through natural death,
And the position one took spiritually, will dictate their place Eternally,
Whether it be eternal death or life, is decided by your belief in Christ,
As He’s the world’s only Salvation, decreed by God for every nation.
(Copyright ©010/2009)
Clover
Written by ugly kid joe
Im, protected by the leaves of the four leaf clover
And i, refuse to die for you
And i, was tempted but the apple made me stronger
And i, spit it up on you
And Im here to free you
And Im here to free you
Im infected by the lies that made me colder
And i, I put my trust for you
Time has passed me by, my soul is getting stronger
And i, I never lie for you
And Im here to free you
And Im here to free you
Im protected by the leaves of a four leaf clover
And i, I never lie for you
And i, expect to die for my life wont live much longer
And i, I never lie for you
And Im here to free you
And Im here to free you
song performed by by Ugly Kid Joe
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War Never Solves Anything
Of battles won and noble soldiers you hear the old balladeer sing
But war only brings death and suffering and war never solves anything
And the mental scars of war keep festering long after the battle does end
You badly injure or kill someone's loved one that person will not be your friend.
For God and the flag of their Nation too many in battle have died
And the Government honour war heroes in their false show of patriotic pride
But the fact is their young lives were wasted and the fact with us sadly remain
That old battles are never over and for old grieviances human blood spilt again.
War weaponry and explosives big business in a World where human life is taken cheap
By some a human life seen as of no more value than that of a cow's or a sheep
From history we have not learned the war supposed to end all wars long gone
Yet every day more violence and terror and war and war mongering lives on.
Of battles won and acts of war bravery so many songs written and sung
And war instigated by old men must always be fought by the young
But the song for the young dead war hero to the hero's mum to it has a bitter ring
And war is a waste of human life for war never solves anything.
poem by Francis Duggan
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The first dragon (sestina)
They went to find a thing that belched fire
a killer, a dragon what could it be?
To defeat it, to win they did aspire,
to set the people from its terror free,
it was huge as it could never tire
and where it went, there was only agony.
Those brave humble men were of all fear free
were like a mighty force that did aspire
to make men godly, as t no man should be,
to snatch from that beast it’s devouring fire
and to bring to it just death and agony
and in this quest they would not tire.
Yet all of the great brave men do aspire
to in the unknown find knowledge free
to test skill against the beast and to tire
to measure if plans full of follies be,
later to chance, to fight using its fire,
even in using if there is only agony.
They wanted the truth of its power to be free,
free to use in destruction like the strange fire
that came from heaven that fell in agony
that has the capacity to even gods to tire,
they constructed weapons that should be
the main goal to which warriors do aspire.
It may that other men could easily tire
of this overwhelming quest whose worth could be
not lovely high things, to which to aspire,
nor a guiding light sparkling over the free
but quenching of life by its terrible fire,
with it only acts of death and agony.
Then like destiny, which doomed in agony,
like the first discoverers of divine secret fire,
the beast would rise and in raving anger be
really ruthless and from tricks it will not tire,
its intimate knowledge would not come free,
to seek power in which men as fools aspire.
In pride anything to be, finishing foes with fire
while endlessly to be free they do aspire
while men tire in wars only breeding agony.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Out of the Deep
Thy soul grows silent, when its accents are
Disturbed, and low thy heart, when dark a burden
Has deeply covered it. Thy soul is proud.
When thou hast made it free of wants and wishes,
Then art thou rich.
Our life is seldom open,
For love and fear have shut it. When we lay
It open, there is nought to show in it,
But wounds and burning pain.
Mysterious is
Thy power, great as it may be, a trial
Of thine own will and of the curb upon
Thyself; mysterious to thyself, the more,
The greater it has grown, surrounded as
We are by fear and pain.
And when the soul
Lifts up her voice and speaks, then must she go
Against the will of people, not her own,
The will that is herself, the soul's own might.
When heaven asks, we work with joy, a dear
Beloved business put into our hands.
We dream at first to make it daintily,
Like Nature's work, so careful and so rich,
And then the dream becomes a wish, then changes
To action, to be called by us our own
Free will. And when we feel alleviated
Of suffering, we call it hope. In each
Hard battle of our life, free will is quite
The same, unbending and undone, and gave
Us never yet a ray of satisfaction,
Nor of real joy, the bleeding conqueror.
And hope is e'er the same. It dwelleth not
In hearts that are too great for hope, too great
For wishes, and that fearless never ask
Why will is but obedience, power worthless,
The greatest strength a reed, and thought an echo.
Great hearts are free of either want or wish;
They may be proud and richly clothe themselves
In lofty, burdenless, mysterious Silence.
poem by Carmen Sylva
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The War Inside
this war,
brings nothing but eternal hate,
and a pain that never heals
wounds that will never seal
this war
brings a sadness to my heart
a feeling that is so dark
it takes pieces from my soul
this war will never let go
this war
is a pain
it is a loved one lost
a grave that never leaves
is a broken family,
this war
is a fight
a child caught between the crossfire of a battle called life
this is a war inside of me
a pain that will never leave
and a war is what itll always be
this war
is tears ran dry
a question, asking always why
a loneliness
a need for people that are never there
this war
like any other war
brings pain.
.
poem by Richard Ferdin
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Is Freedom Free? ? ?
America, Land of the Free',
We know the phrase like the back of our hands
We say it pridefully with our flag flying high,
As we sing to the tune with the marching bands
Yet is freedom really free?
Our ancestors had to fight the English,
They had to earn what we take for granted today
Blood was shed and tears were cried,
But there was no alternate way
So tell me is freedom really free?
The Confederates and the Union went head to head,
The Civil War tore America in two
The African Americans had to fight for their rights,
They had to pay the price to do what they wanted to do
Yet we still think Freedom is really free?
Women fought for their right to be equals,
They fought for their rights to work and vote
They stumbled upon a lot of road blocks,
But they never gave up their hope
And you think Freedom is really free?
Even today we are still fighting for our freedom,
Soldiers abroad are defending our rights
Protecting our people and our homeland,
And losing thier lives in the fights
And still you say Freedom is really free?
It's something we don't always think about,
It's something we all take with a grain of salt
But what if one day, you would wake up and it was all gone,
Who do you think would be at fault?
You see little by little they're drawing the strings,
Your privacy can be invaded
Telephones tapped and cameras in your home,
If ever you are suspected
They say in order to keep us safe and our freedom intact,
They have to take such drastic measures
But stop and think for one minute,
What is the purpose of all these pleasures?
If Freedom isn't really free?
poem by Elizabeth U. Adams
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The Laws Of Mother Nature
The bird born in an aviary and raised in captivity
Can never live in Nature's World amongst the wild and free
Even the birds of it's own species will peck it till it die
So never allow your feathered pet the freedom of the sky.
I am naive of the laws of Mother Nature and naive of Nature's way
And for interfering with Nature there is some price to pay
The bird born in captivity in a cage must remain
Why even it's own kind in the wilds would kill it is beyond me to explain
Humans try to manipulate Nature and Nature's creatures control
But Mother Nature far greater than Human kind her's is an eternal soul
For we are like Nature's Seasons we come to life and go
Yet of our Earth Mother who feeds us so little we seem to know.
The bird born in captivity in a cage condemned to stay
For if released the other birds will kill it since this is Nature's way
And Mother Nature herself as old as father time
She claims the young and she claims the old and those still in their prime.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Gift or Token
Even if life does not smile
We must carry on meanwhile
Life may be cruel, favorable or against
We have obligation to stay here with keen interest
How many people come on earth and vanish?
Who takes pride for life's best finish?
Everybody suffers from one draw back or another
We must look daily afresh and need not bother
What is to be feared from life and death?
It has to be based on your firm belief and faith
You should go on living as normal man
What else in life you want or can?
It is gifted life and is on hire
We must thank god and admire
No one may know what the next moment will be
The soul will become free and may need no permission to flee
As you are given empty stomach to fill
Some labor has to be put on to earn as good will
You may feel very sweet of it if earned through noble means
Rest of the people may suffer and end in no win
Life is always stuffed with either up or down
You may have to put large efforts of your own
Result may remain unknown but surely on your side
As there are tremendous opportunities and world is so wide
Love to live with meager means if not given enough
No doubt life may prove difficult and very tough
Yet we are made of simple clay and can be easily broken
Life must be looked upon as gift or token
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Learn Ramdas 3
The confusions haunt minds of people,
Whether experience endorses truth,
Or Truth endorses purity of one's mind,
Bringing one to that plane,
Where one more face of truth shines?
More and more face of truth get uncovered,
As one's soul gets tuned to soul of the universe,
Contentment comes as fragrance,
Special veil of maya when falls off,
When heart sheds narrow emotions!
Learned one values what one has
than what one must earn,
Digests knowledge earned rather than,
Earn knowledge he can't digest,
Like to preserve what one has than,
What strive for what others have!
Seeing pain behind all possessions,
wise one renounce desires from heart!
Knowing for sure 'one bird in hand is far better than two in the bush '
'what is present with one in his present,
May be snatched by future and slips into past'
One who soars to higher plane,
Wonders at infinite beauty of universe,
High flight is possible,
Free of unnecessary weight of emotions,
when load is less!
One when feels like caged bird,
Songs craving for freedom flows,
And freedom is independence,
One independent of even thoughts and emotions feels ever free,
lives in present and learns souls independence,
Feel free where he is,
Happy with what he has,
Jumping the fence of narrow trifles,
Escaping himself from all bindings,
Feels free to think and work for all,
Who are seen as himself in different forms,
Undiffereneciated by time and space,
Look at the worlds as steps of evolution,
Same truth showing its different faces!
Learn Ramdas,
Lesser the weight one carry,
Higher he can fly,
With less strain and conserving energy, storing into his reserve!
poem by Ramdas Bhandarkar
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Self Is Grand Mother Of All!
Knowledge is mother of fear,
minion of mother,
Understands what is fear,
Knowledge of pain,
Knowledge of failure,
knowledge of action and reaction
and when grown up,
becomes minion of fears!
Soul in the growing body,
knowledge becomes mother of fear,
May be pain of a fall,
Or a bite of ants or wasps,
knowledge of things around us is mother of fear!
Knowledge of own capabilities and inabilities,
Knowledge of bondage and faults,
Old age and death,
knowledge of pain
strain,
failure or insult,
knowledge of fall is mother of all fears!
Body, mind and intelligence,
When glows with knowledge of world,
Every thought and action,
Orbits around unknown fear,
Spinning or rotating around axis of fear,
its cute pet name is carefullness!
Paradoxically,
Fear is mother of all Knowledge,
Fear of fall,
Makes one carefull on walk,
Fear of consequences,
Makes one to think right,
act right or walk straight,
Fear is mother of all Knowledge,
Takes one above the plane,
or takes one to man of knowledge,
Make one polite and flexible,
fear of death makes one to think of eternal,
Fear of law, may be law of land,
Law of divine or law of nature is mother of knowledge,
Everyone is comes with lesson,
Either to teach or to learn,
Every fear of consequences is mother of all Knowledge divine!
Fear of flaws of own,
or flaws in human laws is mother of all Knowledge!
The best teacher never preach,
But teach to clean the knowledge that is mother of fear,
Tears off the veil of fears,
Lit the lamp of knowledge of fearlessness,
light the dark corners,
Fear of sin or reasons for the fall,
Replaced by knowledge of courage,
Expert is that captain of ship,
Drive to safe still water,
Anchore safe,
the ship swinging in storm of fear
Is safely anchored in knowledge free of fears!
Or fills with knowledge of fearless Self,
can pierce the balloon of fear,
Make one
Work well, live well and behave well!
And fear becomes a trait,
Knowledge is mother of fear,
Knowledge of old age,
Weakness of old age,
Or may be of body and mind at growing stage!
Experience of adverse
gives rise to knowledge that is mother of fears!
But experience of love and compassion,
Fear of fall is good companion,
Teaches discipline and restraint
Make one daring and caring,
Someday one will understand the paradox,
'Knowledge is mother of fears,
Fear is mother of all knowledge,
God is father, and Self is Grand mother of all! ! !
poem by Ramdas Bhandarkar
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The Life Of Man
The life of man here in this world is an adventure and one of self discovery
the emphasis being in searching for something that is lost and its recovery.
Through the accumulation of knowledge man gains a little wisdom
but it's only with self knowledge does he ever attain true freedom.
Man's life isn't only that which is confined between birth and death
but includes that between death and rebirth and beyond in breadth.
A human being is not just a creature with only a body and a mind
but is also a soul which is of a spiritual nature or essence in kind.
The life of man undergoes many ups and downs in his worldly travail
and is only after much struggle here beyond it he then also has to sail.
The body and world are like prisons from which he longs to find a way out
and it's from within himself only does the right answer ever come about.
Man's life is caught between many opposites his reason can't fully comprehend
but then reason is limited to the mind and beyond it does not normally extend.
It's through a spiritual awakening his mind can get a glimpse of something more
and so begins another journey of man's life in which his soul lies the secret shore.
The life of man is like a paradox and man himself is also an engma
and through all his dealings in life usually gains unwanted stigma.
By thoughts and actions man can either achieve freedom or bondage
in that play of knowledge and ignorance then lies his fateful heritage.
Man's life becomes what he knowingly or unknowingly makes it out to be
but behind all his efforts and accomplishments he really strives to get free.
It's by questioning his individual existence in relation to a universal one he may find
that he is a very part and parcel of That Whole to which also belongs all of mankind.
The life of man has many meanings and it's to one or a few of them people cling
as the world goes round some people, with all their heart and mind, often sing.
These songs of life not only do tell of man's inner yearnings and aspirations
but also sing of his eventual freedom in past, present or future generations.
Man's life is accomplished when he realizes and identifies with his hidden soul
and life's purpose or meaning has brought him to that actual and common goal.
The life of man is an eternal one and can be known through and by The Truth
which is really a song of Infinite Love and can give man his freedom forsooth.
poem by George Krokos
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Death’s Too Near
Death, you’re standing rather near!
Don’t you understand the fear
You trigger deep within my soul–?
The terror sprung by such a ghoul
Of dark and hideous hue!
Now you’re rattling on my door!
I’m sure I threw you out before –
Methinks you really need to learn!
So leg it please and ne’er return
To haunt me ‘gain, now shoo!
Gain a sense of social pride, and
Keep your bearing far and wide –
Perform the deed when I am done –
Be free and loose to have your fun
When I’m too frail to turn and run,
But now I’ve living to do!
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2010
Death, death, nearing death, death, death nearing death
Death, death, nearing death, death, death nearing death
Death, death, nearing death, death, death nearing death
Death, death, nearing death, death
Death, death, nearing death
Death, death, death
Death, death
Death
Death, death
Death
poem by Mark R Slaughter
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In Christ, Receive
When in Jesus Christ you believe, Salvation from God you receive,
Saving you from a fallen race, through, The Lord’s Amazing Grace.
A Salvation, complete and free, one paid in full, by God at Calvary,
It was paid through God’s Son, who paid the full cost for everyone.
When you submit to God’s Son, you’ll receive in Him true freedom,
Christ will not lord over you, but be with you this whole life through.
A trusting soul He’ll not forsake, but He’ll remain, make no mistake,
Christ will stay right by your side, as your Lord and a trusted guide.
When God’s Son you come to know, a peace inside begins to flow,
As you are sealed with a guarantee; with The Holy Spirit for Eternity.
The One who will change your ways, as He fills your day with praise,
Knowing that you’ve just begun, to reap blessings, from God’s Son.
When you make Christ your Lord, on-going joy shall be your reward,
As you allow Jesus Christ to reign, your life shall never be the same.
Christ will replace pain and strife, with untold joy through all your life,
Filling your heart with His peace, which from His Spirit will not cease.
Just what do you have to lose, if His Salvation you should choose?
As you’re freed from a sinful life, by The Lord alone in Jesus Christ,
Filling you with the peace of God, as Christ leads with staff and rod,
To an Eternal Place up above, prepared for us by our Savior’s Love.
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