The Game of Death
I lift you up, just to dropp you
Condemnation is my praise
I lower your spirit down to the ground
So my spirit I can raise
It’s not the choices that I have made
For they are justified
My actions make you guilty
Before you have been tried
I think of you like a mirror
My reflection is what I see
You are not to be just who you are
But just an extension of me
My way of life is selfish
Expectations fill my soul
For you are a puppet tied on my string
And I must have full control
The things that truly matter
Are the things that I desire
And when my world starts burning up
I throw you in the fire
I spend my time all for myself
This is the gift I give
I sacrifice all other souls
It is my life to live
Another’s wants, another’s needs
Must follow after mine
Just worship me just as I am
You walked into my shrine
My time is spent, I’ll just take yours
And there’s nothing I’ll give back
I wonder why you hurt so much
I wonder what you lack
It’s never me, it’s always you
Do just as I say
I’ll sacrifice your tomorrow
For the things I want today
If this poem it sounds familiar
For 'your' actions, you always blame
The spirit of another
You’re wrapped in Satan’s game
In a game there is a winner
Which means someone has to lose
So live a life or play a game
That is your choice to choose
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Choices
Some choices that we make in life, are not centered on Jesus Christ.
We ignore the voice we hear inside, as Christ’s Truth we push aside.
But at the time we believe in Christ, He becomes the center of our life.
From then on it can not be denied, that from The Lord we can not hide.
We need to glorify Christ all through, everything in life we say and do.
All the choices we make each day, must reflect that we know The Way.
Friend, do our choices and our ways, lift up to The Lord Eternal Praise?
Or do we mix darkness with light, and say to our self, it seems alright?
Check with Christ before you choose, and dear friend, you will not lose.
For Christ gave us His Word to use, when we embraced His Good News.
And we must live in accord with Him, to avoid in life what could be sin.
My friend, we must walk in New Life, if we profess to know Jesus Christ.
Christ also gave us His Spirit inside, and He is for us an Eternal Guide.
He guides us in all Truth my friend, and in His leading we can depend.
And The Spirit we can not grieve, making ill choices we may conceive.
Follow The Spirit’s lead my friend, and you will have peace in the end.
Remember Jesus made a choice for you, that wasn’t easy for Him to do.
He chose to give His life for you and I, so we could live with Him on high.
And from Him we receive New Birth, to live anew while upon this earth,
So we can live our present life, to draw other men to New Life in Christ.
The Clock of Life
You fought for my freedom.
I lived like a slave.
You gave your life for me.
So I could be saved.
From a life lived for myself.
More was never enough.
The things I thought made life easier.
But it just made life tough.
Keeping up with the Joneses.
Of my treasures I’d boast.
My material possessions.
Were the things I loved most.
Not the gifts that you lent me.
But the treasures I earned.
Now I see just how Satan.
Wants me to get burned.
Keep your eyes on the prizes.
Let your gifts pay the price.
For all your heart it goes into.
Holds you tight like a vice.
It will squeeze your life from you.
You’ll leave God behind.
You don’t realize that Satan.
Is robbing you blind.
Once he has taken it from you.
He will take your last breath.
And what once was a gift.
Has now become death.
He keeps you in your past.
Makes you think of tomorrow.
And this takes your today.
Time it cannot be borrowed.
For it’s all that you have.
And it is what he will take.
Til your heart is so broken.
That your spirit will break.
Life lived for your body.
Or lived for your mind.
The truths of the earth.
Keeps your spirit confined.
Your love is your time.
Your heart ticks like a clock.
And when it is over.
Your time it will stop.
When it is finished.
When you are gone.
Will your spirit die too.
Or will it live on?
Spend your time very wisely.
And in others invest.
This is what the Lord tells us.
And our Father knows best.
Live your life by your spirit.
Body and mind they will die.
One day they’ll be buried.
But your spirit will fly.
poem by Ryan Lee Morris
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Tough Choices
There are choices to be made, this when and if, you are saved,
Saved by God from a life of sin, that your life be given to Him,
To The Lord, Jesus Christ, who saved you giving you New Life,
New Life, through a new birth, to be His testimony on this earth.
We’ve been bought with a price, and must be willing to sacrifice,
Some things in our life before, we came to salvation in the Lord.
In new choices that we make, some old friends we must forsake,
To live a life for Christ anew, departing form ways we’re used to.
When we come to God by faith, Christ gives to us ample Grace,
To make all choices that we need, when His Word we must heed,
Decisions over our sinful flesh; what for us, for The Lord is best,
For when we begin our life anew, Only Christ can see us through.
Harder times ahead shall come, and we must rely on God’s Son,
Heeding His Spirit dwelling within, making choices to honor Him,
Choices all may not understand, as for Christ we take our stand,
But, God gives grace and poise, as for Christ we make a choice.
So make that choice today, leaving the world for the narrow way,
Be in the world, but, be not of it, and lead by Christ, in His Spirit,
To live for Him, as His Light, not mixing in the darkness of night,
While living out this earthy life, being witnesses for Jesus Christ.
(Copyright ©12/2008)
Praise The Cross Of Jesus
Today I praise the cross of Jesus, where He died and bled for me.
For on that very cross of Jesus, His bloody death has set me free.
Christ came to die for all of us, upon that bloody cross of Calvary.
And upon Him I place my trust, from this day through all Eternity.
It was upon the cross of Christ, that He came to die so I could live.
Christ came to offer to us His life, the gift His Father chose to give.
Jesus came to be our sacrifice, so that all our sins God will forgive.
It is through the blood of Jesus Christ, that I can now eternally live.
Nothing was done on my part, but to accept Christ and to believe.
Christ even moved upon my heart, with The Spirit that I received.
New Life in me He would start, the life The Spirit would conceive.
And for me, a message to impart, for New Life you must believe.
You must believe in Jesus Christ, who came to save you and me.
He sent The Spirit into this strife, to give us eyes so we could see,
That Jesus came to give men life, so that they could live eternally.
This life is found in Jesus Christ, and is from the blood of Calvary.
Friend, there is only but one name, that men can lift up and raise,
For no common man can claim, any credit and seek men’s praise.
No man’s glory and or fame, can compare to The Ancient of Days.
And Jesus Christ is the only name, that by all men will be praised.
How Silly Is This? ...or...Does Your Next Move Matter? .....[Personal; Life; Death]
Why do I care at all what next I do in life?
After all I'm the boss of me...though I don't say that to my wife.
Well sometimes I do care, but should it really matter?
Is it better to be Alice or better to be Mad Hatter?
What it really comes down to is the LITTLE decisions I make.
Shall I immerse myself in a novel, or out-the-garbage-take?
Well, luckily, as I'm retired, I've more leeway in my choices.
I've got time to respond to my mind's contradictory voices.
I should not feel guilty, and try not to feel guilty, about what I do next.
I'm the boss after all, so 'Let me not be vexed'!
Shall I start a new poem? It seems the thing to do.
The household chores I have in mind can wait a day or two.
I've lived a pretty full life. I'm satisfied with myself.
What things I don't do from now on can just stay on 'the shelf'.
I think I've done enough to live up to expectations,
and if I don't 'measure up' then DAMN the calculations! !
My dear Mother is long since gone, but still her lead I follow.
I think my days contain some goodness; they are not just hollow.
I don't believe in 'God', but if I did I think She would agree
that I've done what is expected, and She'd smile at me.
And although I've had relationships in which 'some' have said I failed,
I truly believe they ended because my EFFORTS were bewailed.
And perhaps as some small evidence that I was not a cad:
my major former partners, to talk to me these days, are glad.
And if you believe humans have a duty to pass on DNA,
I've performed my 'duty'. (But it was only to let my first wife have her way.)
Well I guess I got a little carried away with this poem, but ain't it all the same?
To take out garbage, or write a poem, or have a child…it's all a game.
It's part of the game of life and who's to say what and if it does matter.
But let not this, my casual-view-of-life, your outlook on YOUR life shatter.
(July 2012)
poem by Bri Edwards
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Never Give Up
always be inspired to follow your dreams
never give up
for i know what it means.
never give up
is the name of the game
for if you give up on yourself
everyone will do the same.
keep your spirit alive by being yourself
for in your life, there is no one else.
when life seems to have turned its back
never give up
just pull in the slack.
take your dreams and throw them in the air
they'll be millions of others, who are willing to share.
they have their dreams the same as you
and to your heart, you must be true.
never give up
just look ahead
why do you fear
what do you dread?
life is full of surprises and you hold the key
to unlock the lock that will set you free.
never give up
and you will see, that your dreams
become your reality.
poem by Louis Rams
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Full of an Emptiness
I am full of an emptiness,
Which empties me of my fullness.
I am feeding my starving ego,
While never nourishing my soul which can always be satisfied.
The spirit never ends but I try to tempt it with things that do.
Earthly pleasures, to find heavenly treasures?
Money, power and control do not fill me up.
I always want more.
I can never get enough.
Love, joy and peace.
I have none.
Yet it is all I truly need.
It is only this that will fill me up.
My spirit is allergic to the things of this world.
Yet my mind tells me to feast on more,
My mind is the starving pig.
Feasting on the droppings of the world.
And so I eat from the bottom, which is the world.
My living Hell.
Earth is chaos, Heaven is peace.
I look up and see an endless sky.
These are my possibilities should I follow the spirit.
I look to the ground and see how far is the fall.
But it is only once I have fallen, and hit the ground.
That I can get back up.
Rise above my circumstances.
Rise above the pleasures.
To seek and pursue the treasures.
That were promised to all.
Even before my time here.
If I get, what I give.
And what I give is nothing,
It is nothing I will get back in the end.
So why do I keep giving only what I can take?
Am I giving of things that have a beginning and an ending?
Or do I give what is endless?
The anger I feel because I thought someone was stealing from me,
Is really what I simply robbed myself of in the first place.
Peace, joy and love.
It is mine to share.
For if I share it,
It can never be stolen from me.
In the end, it is only my legacy I leave behind.
Money will be spent.
Power will run out.
Control will be lost.
To be without money is to be broke.
I am broken.
To be without power is to be powerless.
I am powerless.
If I get what I give, then I am what I am.
If I am control, then I am controlled and controlling
If I am peace, then I am peaceful
If I am joy, then I am joyous
If I am love, then I am loving and loved.
That is all I ever wanted and ever needed in the first place.
poem by Ryan Lee Morris
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Wonderful World
Refrain:
Its a wonderful world where we belong to
There are so many things we can learn
Its a wonderful world and we will promise
We will take our chance
Its a wonderful world where we belong to
We have a heart full of dreams
Its a wonderful world and we will promise
We will take our chance
Its a wonderful
Its a wonderful
Its a wonderful world
1.
Walk along the road, the view gets no clearer
Dont waste your time dont let nobody hear ya
Here is your harmony, here is your friend
A positive spirit thats holding your hand
Stop, step back dont let somebody play the game
Scream it out then you can take the pain
Open up your mind, free your soul
Its a wonderful world and were taking control
2.
Its a constant fight that will always last
Its a war between the present, the future and the past
Confusion goes on, do we know right from wrong
Live each day like the last ,then youre strong
The clock of your life is ticking slower and slower
If we give up our dreams we go lower and lower
Open up your mind ,free your soul
Its a wonderful world and we are taking control
song performed by by DJ Bobo
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Mad At God
A lot of people say that if God loves this world
Why this world is hurting this world
Children are dieing from hunger
Innocent people are getting kill
How can God allow this
You have a free choice do good or evil
What choices are you making
If you choose to do mischievous things
Then how can you blame God for the mess you're in
For those of you who are mad at God
Before you point a finger at him
Examine yourself examine your choices
It's up to you to choose what's righteous
Do you want God to kill us
For God to kill evil he has to kill us
We have all thought of evil things
For God to kill evil he has to kill us
Instead of killing us he choose to send his son
Jesus died for our sin own the cross
Give you life to Jesus let his spirit lead you
And you will desire righteousness
I used to blame God for this
I used to blame God for that
But what's the point I have a free choice
Thank you Jesus for your grace and mercy
Instead of condemning you choose to give me understanding
Now I understand the power of free will
Jesus I give you my will
poem by Jerry Alexander
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What is Life? What is its Meaning?
What is Life?
When mind enters the matter,
matter develops the mind,
Truth that splits into Three,
It is like fragile glass tree,
Three roots Father, spirit and Son,
Turn that hour glass,
the time starts with
Fusion of gametes,
In the game of love,
Father sits on throne,
Spirit fuels thirst, hunger and desires,
One day life itself starts wondering what is Life?
When life gets kicks for its desires and deeds,
Stands up and asks,
What is meaning of Life?
When metabolism shifts equilibrium,
Rate of catebolism exceeds anobolic rate,
Then starts thinks about fate!
What is the meaning of life?
The life finds answer in life itself,
Life finds answer in its question itself,
Father, spirit and Son trinity,
When son is full of spirit,
Wants to eat, drink, dance and make merry,
Forgets he has to cross the great ferry!
but when spirit stops fueling life, the son,
Thinks of father and sits somewhere alone,
In solitude looks at and screams
O, Father where are you?
When life learns neither matter, nor the mind,
But the truth that became God and satan,
The tree and the serpent,
Mind that was in confusion,
Asking what is Life,
Learns that life is not that,
Neither friend nor foe of life itself,
Only that confusion,
like a boy went to a fair to
purchase trained horse for race,
but lost its money on amusement
only able to purchase an old useless ass!
Life is like that,
If life rides life, life gets kicks and reach a dead end!
If life is led by life, life can live life full of bliss than full of fun and fun to other life it becomes,
When slips footing on its own shit,
Instead of flying like inter galactic space ship!
poem by Ramdas Bhandarkar
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A Game We Shouldnt Play
(m&l - deris)
Do you believe in fate or chances
Design or coincidences
Would you say that all the people
Live their life for good and evil
Some have reached the end of patience
Start to play with gods creation
They know you
Control you
In a game we shouldnt play
Corrupt your heart
And make you part
Of a game we shouldnt play
We run blind
In a game we shouldnt play
Its all a game we shouldnt play
If we shall die now it will happen
If were good well come to heaven
If we shall live it will be so
End your life and youll see limbo
All is fixed and predetermined
Only time will stretch new sins
He loves you
Alarms you
Of a game we shouldnt play
He tells your heart
To stay apart
From a game we shouldnt play
We run blind
In a game we shouldnt play
Its that kind of game we shouldnt play
Manipulations on the genes
Nuclear contaminated seeds
Clone of the clone in the breeders zone
Its a game
A game we shouldnt play
We run blind
In a game we shouldnt play
Its that kind of game we shouldnt play
song performed by by Helloween
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Prayer Against The Spirit Of Lust
• Man is a slave to lust. I am the most high child of the Most High
God. I will never be a slave to lust, in the name of Jesus.
• I will not lust after anything, and my God will give me the grace to
do things according to His will, in the name of Jesus.
• I will be moderate in everything that I do, and my God will bring
balance in all things, in the name of Jesus.
• I will not lust after the things of this world but focus on things in
heaven, which are permanent, in the name of Jesus.
• My righteousness and my uprightness will deliver me. I will not be
caught lusting after things, in the name of Jesus.
• I will not lust in my heart to dishonor my body, the temple of the
Holy Spirit, in any way, in the name of Jesus.
• Heavenly Father, purify my thoughts and
let my ways be pleasing to You.
• I bind any spirit that may cause me to lust after things that will not
glorify the name of God in my life, in the name of Jesus.
• I bind any spirit that may cause an intense and excessive craving for
things that do not matter, in the name of Jesus.
• I bind any spirit that may cause an overwhelming desire to do things
that will make me sin against my Father God, in the name of Jesus.
• I come against every strong sexual desire, in the name of Jesus.
• I come against every wrong motive in doing things that may damage
my life, in the name of Jesus.
• I will not regret anything I do, for all of me and my thoughts are in
the hands of the Almighty God, in the name of Jesus.
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• I know, my Lord God, that You are able, and abundantly able, to
deliver those who trust in You, in the name of Jesus.
• I will not lust after things thereby falling into the trap set by the
enemy for me, in the name of Jesus.
• The grace to focus on things of God, grant it unto me, O Lord, in
the name of Jesus.
• The zeal to do things of God, grant unto me, O Lord, in the name
of Jesus.
• The enthusiasm to hang around people of God, grant unto me, O
Lord, in the name of Jesus.
• Empower me not to lust after anything that does not matter and
that will not glorify Your name, in the name of Jesus.
• Lust is to live unguided to Satan’s strain. This will never be my
portion, in the name of Jesus.
• Forever I am delivered from the Spirit of LUST, in the name of God
the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit. In the name of Jesus Christ,
I pray with thanksgiving. Amen.
poem by Enoch O. Akanji
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Letting Go
I rise from my death.
My old life is done.
My new life is hardship.
The old life was fun.
Gave it all away.
Not the things that I owned.
The old seeds of my life.
And the things I had sown.
My life was about me.
And the things I could get.
At the expense of another.
In my ways I was set.
I had to lose all I loved.
It was then I could see.
All that I had been.
And not all I could be.
I think of a Man.
And the truths that He’d taught.
He’s the meaning of love.
And love I was not.
Maybe love of myself.
And I got what I gave.
Not the freedom I sought.
But the life of a slave.
I was a slave to the system.
I was chained to the soil.
My spirit was dying.
As my blood it did boil.
Only anger, resentment.
And bitterness remained.
As my spirit lay dying.
I was going insane.
Expectations of others.
What could benefit me?
But my truth was a lie.
And His truth set me free.
If you want the gift of the promise.
Put your life on the cross.
Give your life for another.
And you’ll find what you lost.
Accept others as they are.
Just like God did with us.
Let their path be their choosing.
In the Lord put your trust.
The price has been paid.
For your debts in advance.
So true love you could know.
If you give Him a chance.
His live he gave up.
For you and for me.
Not for who we are now.
But for who we can be.
You are not what you think.
You are more than you know.
If you want to find out.
Then you have to let go.
poem by Ryan Lee Morris
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How Are You Living?
Friend do you live your daily life, with a heart and mind for Christ?
Living life so Christ’s Light extends, into the world of your friends.
Are you mindful of all you say and do, truly living your life anew?
Forsaking all your former ways, while moving on to brighter days.
And do you live as if you knew, that Jesus travels along with you?
For everywhere you choose to go, Jesus Christ shall surely know.
And where you go, is your action, to fill your fleshly satisfaction?
Or are your choices pleasing to, Jesus Christ, who died for you?
Do you walk in newness of life, as you daily follow Jesus Christ?
Friend, how can I belong to Him, and continue to engage in sin?
We must not grieve The Spirit, by ignoring Truth when we hear it.
We must please the Spirit in all we do, as we live our lives anew.
My friend following Jesus has a cost, if you want to reach the lost.
Jesus himself paid the initial price, now we need to be a sacrifice.
This by living a life forsaking sin, so that unbelievers we can win.
We’re saved by Jesus so we can be; light upon a hill, for all to see.
From the fallen night we’ve come, to be a light for God’s Only Son.
With the dark, light has no place, once you’re saved by His Grace.
Once The Spirit lives in your heart, He my friend will never depart.
Will you quench The Spirit’s fire, listening to Satan an ancient liar?
We are to be separate friend, from a world that stands condemned.
Don’t let the darkness of the world, mar the message that we herald.
There’s no darkness in The One, who God sent as light for everyone.
Friend, it is His Son Jesus Christ, who is to be the beacon of our life.
(Copyright ©01/2006)
Choosing His Path
Lord, I need to see the way you make, before I select a path to take,
From the ways you plan far ahead, for me on this earth, in my stead.
Knowing what will be best for me, regarding the things I may not see,
And that you’ll open up my eyes, to that choice, that is eternally wise.
The choices that I alone do choose, are tainted with my fleshly views,
Choices which are not always best, so in your wisdom, I need to rest.
When I totally rest in you Lord, my future hope remains quite assured,
Not in these things of earth that I see, but, in your promise of Eternity.
The wisdom far superior than mine, is wrought by your eternal design,
By The Spirit, who now lives inside, when through Him, in you I abide.
And as I follow your Holy Word, I can experience blessings I’ve heard,
From others you have seen through, darker trials, when abiding in you.
I want your guidance all of my life, in times of calm and through strife,
As my personal will, I sacrifice, as a follower of my Lord Jesus Christ,
To walk each path you chose for me, while I also reflect upon Calvary,
As I want to be faithful to the end, through every single trial and bend.
So Lord help me not only today, but, again and always along the way,
Tomorrow and even far beyond, as through your Word I’ll correspond,
Choosing what will be only your best, in the face of a trial, or any test,
So I can live out these earthly days, to your honor and for your praise.
(Copyright ©11/2008)
Ordinary Worship
Ordinary people in this life, are used for God through Jesus Christ,
To help other men come to see, what He has done for you and me.
First worship begins in our hearts; it’s where all true worship starts,
And true worship, you will find, is with all your heart, soul and mind.
We seek God in an ordinary way, and to The Lord we humbly pray,
We worship God in Spirit and Truth, with no need of a sign or proof,
Knowing that He’s a God of Love, we lift our heart to heaven above.
Not confined by just one steeple, we worship as a universal people.
Ordinary people from every nation, become as one in His Salvation,
Saved by One Extraordinary God, to serve Him wherever men trod.
We direct our worship to God above, expressing to Him all our love,
And thankfulness for His only Son, God’s gift unmatched by anyone.
Our worship is mediated by Christ, who died to give all men new life,
A life of service we devote to Him, who died as a sacrifice for our sin.
Worship is performed in The Spirit, and a blessing to all who hear it,
As believers we gather corporately, to praise The King of all Eternity.
With hearts bowing in submission, to The Lord’s Great Commission,
Filled with reverence and in awe, of Christ, The King and Lord of all,
Prepared for service and ministry, for The Lord and God of Eternity,
Are ordinary people saved by Christ, to be an extraordinary sacrifice.
(Copyright ©07/2006)
More Time For God
When I give God more of my all, that fleshly choice, is rather small,
I need to more than simply agree, I need to give my God, all of me.
Everything that I think is mine, was granted to me by God’s design,
Granted by God, with the thought, that from my life fruit is wrought.
Even this very life, which I live, becomes a privilege for me to give,
My entire being back to God, to be used by Him, while on this sod,
To be employed, in a Heavenly way, while I live my life, day to day,
My choice becomes clear to me, as I look beyond towards Eternity.
But, while I’m still upon this earth, I stumble in matters of little worth,
My flesh isn’t always on my side, this when in Christ I want to abide,
Knowing that God uses all of us, to promote the Kingdom of Jesus,
Using a Believer’s available time, to point souls to a World Sublime.
Sometimes, with free time at hand, I neglect the things I understand,
Like, redeeming my time down here, while on this evil earthly sphere,
To point men to a Glorious Heaven, well beyond the religious leaven,
To Christ, this world’s only Door, to the place where time is no more.
The time which I use, I must spend, for a greater purpose, in the end;
Any wasted time cannot be ignored, when I desire to serve The Lord,
For all time for God is well spent, as God makes one’s heart content,
When one strives to serve The King, giving The Lord their everything.
(Copyright ©10/2009)
My Life Through His Eyes
The world we live in.
Is so full of lies.
The bad things we do.
We rationalize.
It's all condemnation.
Instead of conviction.
The truths of the world.
Become our contradictions.
We embrace the bad.
Push away what is good.
We do what we want.
Rather than what we should.
Two wrongs make a right.
Revenge served up cold.
The devil grabs tight.
We can't break his hold.
So we do what seems easy.
Not what is right.
It's a steep uphill battle.
So we give up the fight.
Don't look up for help.
Keep your eyes down below.
The devil reminds us.
To make us feel low.
I challenge my brothers,
And my sisters too.
To turn your old life.
Into something brand new.
For He will convict us.
And make us complete.
His glorious victory.
Is Satan's defeat.
He'll show us the truth.
Turn what's dark into light.
What once made us blind.
Will give us new sight.
The things that seemed hopeless.
Will be within reach.
The cloth that was soiled.
Now whitened with bleach.
So what's there to lose?
A life filled with pain?
He'll show you you never.
Have to feel it again.
I speak from experience.
I walked down the path.
My life of my sins.
Was my life of His wrath.
So I asked Him to help me.
And that's just what He did.
The lies that I lived in.
Became the truths of His bid.
He's made my life easy.
Even when things are tough.
The greatest of sailors.
Learn on seas that are rough.
For my father knows best.
He's the author of life.
He will give abundance.
To a world full of strife.
Don't live in denial.
His truths are not lies.
But you'll never know this.
Until you see through His eyes.
poem by Ryan Lee Morris
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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The Heart of Man
For all, it’s the heart of man, which drives his entire lifelong plan,
The heart being the central force, that guides one’s entire course.
All our hearts are fueled by one; that father of lies or God’s Son,
As the spirit which resides within, is one of God or a spirit of sin.
Each man is born into this life, paved with trouble and with strife,
As sin is in complete control, with Satan, master over each soul.
A choice must be made by all, this since the time of Adam’s fall,
One to allow God to enter in, or to remain controlled by your sin.
Friend, every single human heart, is controlled by sin at the start,
But, as we become Born Again, God’s Spirit takes control within.
With God in control of our heart, old sinful ways begin to depart,
Born of God’s Spirit from above, He fills our heart with His Love.
His freedom to our heart comes, when in Christ we’re made sons,
Eternal Sons, of The Living God, while we are on this earthly sod.
Christ died so all men could live, the New Life that Christ will give,
To all men who truly believe, a brand new heart, they shall receive.
Please note the sinful heart of man, was not a part of God’s plan,
But God sent His Son to us all, to deliver hearts from Adam’s fall,
And to give each heart a New Life, through His Son, Jesus Christ,
A life rendered holy and set free, to live with God’s Son Eternally.
(Copyright ©10/2007)
Poster Girl
Yeah yeah yeah
Jodie was a long way from home
She could make alone look pretty
Her attitude made a part of the landscape
Riding her bike through Alphabet City
She likes to party in the backseat
Under the bridge on the Brooklyn side
Smoking cigarettes in the afterglow
Taking bets that the sun won't rise
She said, "what good is tomorrow without a guarantee?"
She can lick her lips and smile
And make you wanna believe
That the consequences of your actions really are just a game
That your life is just a chain reaction taking you day by day
She says nothing's forever in this crazy world
Still I'm falling in love with the right now poster girl
Right now right now
Oooh
Oh ohh
Jodie liked to shoplift in stores
Ride alongside the rich and famous
Get in elevators, press emergency stop
And make love on the floor 'til the camera made us
And no woman in the world ever made me feel like my heart's on fire
Where she'd walk I followed (followed)
When she left I cried
What good is tomorrow without a guarantee?
I was wrapped around her finger
And I began to believe
That the consequences of your actions really are just a game
That your life is just a chain reaction taking you day by day
She says nothing's forever in this crazy world
Still I'm falling in love with the right now poster girl
That the consequences of your actions really are just a game
That your life is just a chain reaction taking you day by day
She says nothing's forever in this crazy world (crazy world)
Still I'm falling in love with the right now poster girl
La la la la
La la la la
La la la la la (la la la la la)
La la la la
La la la la (la la la la)
La la la la la
Oh
Tell me what you want from me
I've got everything you need
It's getting hard for me to breathe
Let me be your guarantee
That the consequences of your actions really are just a game
That your life is just a chain reaction taking you day by day
She says nothing's forever in this crazy world
Still I'm falling in love with the right now poster girl
That the consequences (poster girl) of your actions really are just a game
That your life is just a chain reaction taking you day by day
She says nothing's forever in this crazy world (crazy world)
Still I'm falling in love with the right now poster girl
Right now right now
Right now ohhh ohh
Poster girl
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Poster girl yeah
Come on come on yeah
song performed by by Backstreet Boys
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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