My Lord Is Always Joking At Me
My lord is always joking at me.
When I asked for a bicycle
he gave me a car.
When I asked for a computer
he gave me a mobile phone.
When I asked for a book
he gave me a pen and a pad of paper.
When I ask for money
he gave me some trees.
When I asked for a bedroom
he gave me a house with a garden
that has many flowers....
My lord is always joking at me!
Though my lord is always joking at me
I know he loves me, anyway.
poem by Marites C. Cayetano
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This And That
I ASKED FOR BREAD!
A STONE THEY GAVE ME!
I ASKED FOR WATER!
A CUP OF VENOM THEY GAVE ME!
I ASKED FOR MEAT!
LO! VEGETABLES THEY GAVE ME!
I ASKED FOR CLOTHES!
AND THEY GAVE ME RAGS!
I ASKED FOR WEALTH!
AND THEY GAVE ME POVERTY!
I ASKED FOR PEACE!
AND THEY GAVE ME TROUBLES!
I ASKED FOR LOVE!
AND THEY GAVE ME WICKEDNESS!
TEMPT NOT THIS LORD!
ASK ME NOT FOR HELP!
FOR I SHALL GIVE TO YOU AS YOU GAVE TO ME!
TEMPT ME NOT I SAY!
ASK ME NOT FOR THIS!
FOR I SHALL GIVE YOU THAT!
poem by Overlord Don Manuel Ihcakeyno
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I Asked God
“When I Asked God for Strength
He Gave Me Difficult Situations to Face
When I Asked God for Brain & Brown
He Gave Me Puzzles in Life to Solve
When I Asked God for Happiness
He Showed Me Some Unhappy People
When I Asked God for Wealth
He Showed Me How to Work Hard
When I Asked God for Favors
He Showed Me Opportunities to Work Hard
When I Asked God for Peace
He Showed Me How to Help Others
God Gave Me Nothing I Wanted
He Gave Me Everything I Needed.”
poem by Shivani Nalkar
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A Friend From Above
I prayed for you before we met
Not knowing who you'd be
I asked the Lord to send me a friend
One chosen just for me.
I asked that they'd be Godly
With wisdom of His ways
A friend to help and guide me
In the trouble of these days.
So often in life we need someone
To listen while we talk
Someone who will not condemn or judge
But encourage us as we walk.
The narrow road we choose to follow
May sometimes make us stumble
But to have a friend to catch our fall
Teaches us to be humble.
When I asked the Lord to send a friend
Though many came and went
He gave me much more than I ever asked
For instead of just one, two He sent.
poem by Tiana Webb
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Who Gave The Order
I'm Buju Banton with the preacher's son
Who gave the orders
For them to go, alright
Who gave the orders
Martin was shut down, ah, alright
Who gave the orders
To drop the bomb, we wanna know
Who gave the orders
No refugees across the borders, yeah
Questions asked with no response, ey, Wyclef
Who's gonna answer
Where did all these guns come from, tell me, ey
Who's gonna answer
Feeding lies to our daughters and sons
But they will have to answer
Then what you gonna do when the Rastaman comes
Where you gonna run for cover
Looking through the window of my ire eyes
On this city filled with lies
Observing the people working so hard
Doing whatever it takes to get by
Then I look at myself and realize
That I was put here for a reason
Lord knows I've done my best and I've tried
We gon' keep trying
Who gave the orders
For them to go, Lord no
Who gave the orders
Martin was gunned down, oh
Who gave the orders
To drop the bomb, my God
Who gave the orders
No refugees across the borders, who
Questions asked with no response, ey, Wyclef
Who's gonna answer
Where did all these guns come from, tell me
Who's gonna answer
Feeding lies to our daughters and sons
They will have to answer
Then what they gonna do when the Rastaman comes
Where you gonna run for cover
Well what you gonna do, what you gonna do, what are you gonna do
Incarcerate a million and only free few
What was done to others, it shall be done to you
Open up your eyes and you will see the full view
Work all day, and you can't get raise in pay
Civilly bodies being taken away
I wonder what the voice of the people have to say
Stand up and defend your rights today
Who gave the orders, who gave the orders
For them to go
Who gave the orders
Martin was gunned down, Martin was gunned down, oh, Martin was gunned down
Who gave the orders, who gave the orders
To drop the bomb
Who gave the orders, who gave the orders
No refugees across the borders, no, no, no, no
Questions asked with no response, ey, Wyclef
Who's gonna answer
Where did all these guns come from, Wyclef, ah
Who's gonna answer
Telling lies to our daughters and sons
They will have to answer
Then what they gonna do when the righteous man comes
Where you gonna run for cover
song performed by by Wyclef Jean
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How Did You Manage
Ooh mmm, ooh yeah
Ooh mmm-mmm-mmm
Ooh mmm, ooh uh
Ooh uh-uh-uh-uh
You made the sun
You made the moon
Gave seasons change
(Whoa)
You made the clouds
You put the rainbow
After the rain
(Whoa)
Created time
Now which one's mine
Gave pictures frames
(Whoa)
Created man
Gave him woman
Why did you do that for me?
These are the questions asked (these are the questions)
Before I lay me down and go to sleep (yeah, ooh sometimes I wonder)
Sometimes I wonder why you decided
To keep your hands on me (hands on me)
Of all the miracles, signs and wonders
There's still one mystery
How did you manage... to love me?
You breathe the life
Right into me
Then made my heart beat
(Whoa)
Created the mountains
All of the deep seas
Flowers and the trees
(Whoa)
You made tomorrow
Come again
You calm the strong winds
(Whoa)
And after all I've done
You gave me a son
Tell me why would you do that for me?
These are the questions asked (yeah)
Before I lay me down and go to sleep (right in the middle of my prayers)
Sometimes I wonder why you decided (oh yeah)
To keep your hands on me (hands on me)
Of all the miracles, signs and wonders
There's still one mystery
How did you manage... to love me?
(How did you manage that)
How did you manage... to love me?
Said I've got to know how...
(How did you manage to love me?)
After all the wrong I've done oh Lord, how...
(How did you manage to love me?)
After I've been so bad oh Lord, how...
(How did you manage to forgive me?) Oh I
Even when I didn't believe in me you believed in me Lord, how
(How did you manage to forgive me?)
Jesus you sacrificed your very life for me
(How did you manage to forgive me?)
Ohh Lord tell me...
(Why did you pay the price... for me?)
Whoo... you... why...
(How did you manage to love me?)
song performed by by R. Kelly
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Lord Of The Dance
I am the Lord of the dance
I dance beneath the sky
On a clear night
I can see the stars
Shining above the sky
I am the Lord of the dance
God rewards me everyday
I dance for my Lord
The sky is clear
The moon is shining in the sky
This is a beautiful fall night
The peace fills my mind and my heart
I feel at peace
It is good to know that God cares
I want to serve my lord with all my heart
I am God’s Child
I am gifted
God brings peace into my heart
I am the lord of the dance
He gave me peace
He gave me life
He gave me health
He gave me a spirit
He gave me a mind
He gave me a body
He gave me hope
He open’s my ear
And let me hear the sound of silence
He gave me eyes
For me to see more of him
I trust the Lord with all my heart
I am the Lord of the dance
I was born a Christian
And I will die as a Christian
poem by Aldo Kraas
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Who Gave The Order (feat. Buju Banton)
(feat. Buju Banton)
I'm Buju Banton with the preacher's son
Who gave the orders
For them to go, alright
Who gave the orders
Martin was shut down, ah, alright
Who gave the orders
To drop the bomb, we wanna know
Who gave the orders
No refugees across the borders, yeah
Questions asked with no response, ey, Wyclef
Who's gonna answer
Where did all these guns come from, tell me, ey
Who's gonna answer
Feeding lies to our daughters and sons
But they will have to answer
Then what you gonna do when the Rastaman comes
Where you gonna run for cover
Looking through the window of my ire eyes
On this city filled with lies
Observing the people working so hard
Doing whatever it takes to get by
Then I look at myself and realize
That I was put here for a reason
Lord knows I've done my best and I've tried
We gon' keep trying
Who gave the orders
For them to go, Lord no
Who gave the orders
Martin was gunned down, oh
Who gave the orders
To drop the bomb, my God
Who gave the orders
No refugees across the borders, who
Questions asked with no response, ey, Wyclef
Who's gonna answer
Where did all these guns come from, tell me
Who's gonna answer
Feeding lies to our daughters and sons
They will have to answer
Then what they gonna do when the Rastaman comes
Where you gonna run for cover
Well what you gonna do, what you gonna do, what are you gonna do
Incarcerate a million and only free few
What was done to others, it shall be done to you
Open up your eyes and you will see the full view
Work all day, and you can't get raise in pay
Civilly bodies being taken away-acap
song performed by by Wyclef Jean
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A Rose-bud advises man…
I asked a rose-bud, ‘who gave you your beauty? ’
And it replied, ‘my mother’s sap gave me! ’
I asked again, ‘who gave your mother plant, its sap? ’
It said, ‘the soil and rain by roots, the sun through leaves! ’
I asked the rose-bud, ‘who gave the soil, sun and rain such abilities? ’
It replied, ‘the One who made all things, and you and me! ’
And now the rose-bud asked me, ‘But why do you ask such questions?
Are you not made beautiful too by the same One,
Who made me, the moon, sky, soil and sun?
And yet, like you, we cannot walk or run! ’
It continued, ‘we plants feel sad we cannot move like how you do! ’
‘We buds grow bigger by each dawn;
The Maker feels so happy when we’re born,
And smiles on seeing us each morn,
Turning ecstatic, when we blossom on,
The landscape to perfume and to adorn –
By morrow, most of us are almost gone! ’
I asked the rose-bud, ‘are the dew-drops then because you cry? ’
And it replied, ‘they are the tears of joy and sadness of God on high,
Who knows we are born to sooner die.’
But tell me man, such questions, you ask, ‘why? ’
The rose-bud went on:
‘God gave you man, woman, a long life-span;
And do many things, you surely can! ’
God made you far more beautiful!
Be satisfied and be dutiful;
God is our Master One, most wonderful!
Praise Him, thank Him for all His gifts to you, bountiful! ’
Copyright by Dr John Celes 2-2-2010
poem by John Celes
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Freedom
Life torments me day and night
never leaving me a moments rest
Oh! God if there is any above the sky
I need freedom, please listen to me
can you hear me, Freedom! Freedom!
I saw in the cold night
an aeroplane or a flying saucer
landed to the field where I stood
someone got down from the plane
and came towards me.
I asked him who are you?
He said a messenger from God
and he gave me a box of gold
which I could not hold
before I opened it, saw something written on the lid.
a gift from your forefathers
the wealth inside to all
those who have the faith in God
divide them into equal.
The box is full of money, oh! money is everything
dollars, pounds, marks, roubles, yens and et cetera.
I did not give a share to anybody and all I spent for myself.
I built a castle on the hilltop
and put a sign at the gate
'Beware of Dogs'
I am the almighty of all and ruling this world
the poor soul cried for freedom
even I am not free at all.
When he cried for freedom
I gave him money and he asked more
I gave him a spouse pure
he is nagging that she is barren
then I gave him children.
He never get satisfied ask more and more
finally I gave him the death.
poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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You Dont Believe In Us
I never asked you for money
I only needed some time
You took more than you gave and you sat on the line
I never asked you for nothing
I only looked for a chance
I only needed some help I never asked for this dance
Now youre holding the aces
The world is under your feet
Therell come a day when you smile and you wont look so sweet
You never gave me no favors
I never owed you a thing
Youll never know why you dream what tomorrow will bring
You dont believe in us...you dont believe in us
You only wanted our mind
You dont believe in us...you dont believe in us
Youre only payin our time
You never gave me no answers
You never showed me no clues
The day will come when Ill watch you take a walk in my shoes
You never saw when I caught it
You never opened your eyes
Youll never see where you stand when your heads in the skies
(chorus)
(mccafferty, agnew, charlton, sweet)
1984 fool circle music
song performed by by Nazareth
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Bb King Medley
By the hourglass
* sweet little angel
I got a sweet little angel, I love the way she spreads her wings,
I got a sweet little angel, I love the way she spreads her wings, now,
She spread her wings around, I get joy in everything.
Asked my baby for a nickel, she gave me a twenty dollar bill, now,
I asked my baby for a nickel, she gave me a twenty dollar bill, now,
Asked my baby for a drink of liquor, she gave me a whiskey still, ah.
* its my own fault
Its my own fault baby, treat me the way you wanna do now,
Its my own fault baby, treat me the way you wanna do now,
Cause when you were lovin me little woman,
Ahhh, guess what? I didnt love you, no.
Cmon now.
* how blue can you get?
I been down-hearted baby, ever since the day that we met,
I been down-hearted baby, ever since the day that we met,
Our love is nothin but the blues, lord, how blue can you get?
Alright,
I bought you a new ford, you said I want a cadillac.
Bought you a ten dollar dinner, you said thanks for the snack.
Let you live in my penthouse, lord, you called it a shack.
Gave you seven children and now you wanna give em back.
Oh, I been down-hearted baby, ever since the day that we met darlin now,
Now our love is nothin but the blues.
Oh, how blue can you get?
song performed by by Allman Brothers Band
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I Cant Ask For Anymore Than You
You could have been a bad girl
And wasted all my time
You could have got me mad girl
And made me lose my mind
But you did what you have to do
And every word you said to me was true
You gave me what I asked for
And I cant ask for anymore than you
It makes me very proud baby
To know that youre my girl
I want to say it loud baby
I want to tell the world
That you did what you had to do
And every word you said to me was true
You gave me what I asked for
And I cant ask for anymore than you
Ive got everything a man could need
Oh I feel just like a slave that has been freed
I wont cry myself to sleep no more
cause Ive found the love that Ive been looking for
Now I dont have a problem
cause I know who I am
You see I lost my only problem
When you made me your man
cause you did what you had to do
And every word you said to me was true
You gave me what I asked for
And I cant ask for anymore than you
song performed by by Cliff Richard
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I Asked The Lord
I asked the Lord
To give me a hand
He gave me His life
poem by David Kush
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An Assumption Of Money To Be Made
If they ever asked why I'm doing all this?
I will answer with a single remark.
To save a life.
If they ever asked what if you fail?
I will answer with a single remark.
I have but, I'm still here.
If they ever asked now that your accomplished what's next.
I will answer with a single remark.
What I do will not change, at least not for intentions of fame.
If they ever asked, if offered money to stop what your doing would you?
I will answer with a single remark.
No I will not be bought.
'So let me get this straight your completely honest? '
Yes I try to be.
'Well I still don't believe you.'
Well I never I asked you to or care if you do.
Your the one who wanted answers to those questions.
I gave you my answers, take it or leave it.
'I have to go because your not going to make me any money.'
That's fine because I've never said I would.
Your the one who assumed that.
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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God Gave Me...
God gave me eyes so I could see,
God gave me legs so I could walk,
God gave me hands so I could feel,
God gave me ears so I could hear,
God gave me a nose so I could smell,
God gave me a heart so I could love,
God gave me a brain so I could think,
I’m still trying to figure out why God gave me you.
poem by Rebeckah Schroeder
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We Never Asked
We never asked you to take our land
but still you took it from us
with your lies you wanted us to trust
still we offered you our hand
so we could all live free
We never asked you to stay
but you stayed anyway
now our life is nothing like before
and we never asked for your war
instead we offered you a friend
you gave us a enemy
We never asked for you to kill off our buffalo
there was more than enough to share
but your greed you could not control
now our children go hungry
with your disease
(Spiritwind-2010)
poem by Spiritwind Wood
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Ch 02 The Morals Of Dervishes Story 45
A kind old man in Baghdad
Gave his daughter to a cobbler.
The cruel little man so bit her
That blood flowed from the daughter’s lips.
Next morning the father saw her thus
And going to the bridegroom asked him:
‘O mean wretch, what teeth are these?
Chewest thou thus her lips? They are not leather.
I do not say these words in jest,
Leave joking off and enjoy her seriously.
If ill humour becomes fixed in a nature
It will not leave it till the time of death.’
Work In Progress
Okay, I forgot about the trash,
I didn't trim the long hairs on my moustache.
I did buy you a ring; I believe it was back in '93.
Alright, I admit it; I forgot our anniversary.
I did pick up the baby this morning at the nursery.
That ain't no big thing; It's a gold star for me.
You get tired and disgusted with me,
When I can't be just what you want me to be.
I still love you and I try real hard.
I swear, one day, you'll have a brand new car.
I even asked the Lord to try to help me:
He looked down from Heaven, said to tell you please;
Just be patient, I'm a work in progress.
I'm sorry I got mad, waitin' in the truck;
It seemed like hours, you gettin' all dressed up,
Just to go to Shoney's on a Wednesday night.
I read that book you gave me about Mars and Venus;
I think it's sinkin' in but I probably need to re read it,
But I'm starting to see now, what you been saying is right.
You get tired and disgusted with me,
When I can't be just what you want me to be.
I still love you and I try real hard.
I swear, one day, you'll have a brand new car.
I even asked the Lord to try to help me:
He looked down from Heaven, said to tell you please;
Just be patient, I'm a work in progress.
Instrumental Break.
I know you meant well when you bought gave me those clogs,
But my heels get hot down by the muffler on my hog.
I'm sure they're stylish, but I'll take my boots.
I try to do that health thing like you want me to do,
That low-fat, no fat's gettin' hard to chew.
Now, I love your cookin', honey,
But sometimes, I need some real food.
You get tired and disgusted with me,
When I can't be just what you want me to be.
I still love you and I try real hard.
I swear, one day, you'll have a brand new car.
I even asked the Lord to try to help me:
He looked down from Heaven, said to tell you please;
Just be patient, I'm a work in progress.
Oh honey, just be patient, now,
I'm a work in progress.
Oh, I need a major tune up.
Maybe a full, body-off, restoration.
song performed by by Alan Jackson
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Your Gone
God gave me one heart
but its broken
god gave me two eyes
but i wish i couldnt see
god gave me to feet
i wish i could just leave
god gave me two hands
but i wish i couldnt feel
god gave me one brain
but i wish i couldnt think
god gave me my memories
but i wish i couldnt remeber
god gave me you
but i wish i never wouldve lost you
god took you away
and i wish you were still here
god gave me life
when i wish i didnt have it
god gave me all these things but the only one i wanted
he took away
poem by Stephanie Beasley
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Change
The other day I walked accross the street
i couldnt believe what I appeared to see...
as I looked at a poor boy who came to me
I asked him his name and he didnt know
he just asked me for change.
I asked where is your mum?
he just asked me for change
I asked where is your dad?
he just asked me for change
I asked will someone come?
he just asked me for change
I asked why are you sad?
with no response to my question there was a pause...
but then once again he asked me for change
see, as i watched him dissapear with his pain
I realised that he actualy asked me...
for a change.
poem by Daniel McCann
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