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Alone At Your Feet

Consider me yours;
for I worship You, Lord.
In the company of saints,
my spirit soared.

Now I need nothing.
My thoughts are of You.
My faith is complete.
My devotion is true.

Distractions are many.
Friends say, 'Grab this world.'
They love worthless things
and call them their pearls.

Now I can see
those people are clowns,
since death sets a trap
and they just fall down.

Here I sit
alone at your feet.
Give me your patience
to become complete.

To my old friends
I will not respond;
for You are the one
of whom I am fond.

If I deal with the world
for advantage or gain,
the saints will laugh;
They’ll know I’m insane.

But if I give You faith,
forevermore,
I’ll sit with the heroes
of ancient lore.

poem by Sant Tukaram
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Who Are The Saints?

Just who are the Saints my friend, let The Word help you comprehend?
Are Saints a select religious few, selected by a tiny hand picked crew?
Are they made for worship by men, which by Christ will be condemned?
Or are they men like me and you, who have come into a life that’s new?

Call no one on earth Father Jesus said, it’s in Matthew haven’t you read?
For we have but one Father in Heaven, all else is simply religious leaven.
Men’s pious religious veneration, has nothing to do with true Salvation.
True Saints are humbled when, they realize they should be condemned.

All those who come to Christ in faith, are said by God to be His Saints.
Saints are the men set apart by God, while still upon this earth we trod.
We become a Saint when we believe, so please friend, don’t be deceived.
The Bible said that men would fall away, in the spiritual apostasy of today.

What about the Saints at Ephesus, should these men be respected less?
What about the Saints at Rome, the Pope or Vatican wasn’t even known?
Why not believe the words of Christ, if we’re serious about Eternal Life?
The Holy Spirit is the one who seals, all God’s living Saints who are real.

Our worship should go to only one; and that is God and His Only Son.
Just one mediator between God and man, this is easy to understand.
The mediator is Jesus Christ; for Christ is the One who gave His life.
He gave His life for me and you; Christ died so we could live life anew.

Because of His work on the cross, we enter God’s throne with boldness.
He now intercedes for the Saints, who pray to God through humble faith.
Soon Christ will call His Saints up, to return with Him in eternal triumph.
Then religious men in fear will faint, when they see Christ’s real Saints.

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My Saints...now My Demons.

Saints turned to demons
Purity stained with grit
A heart yelling for deliverance
Muffled by a mind calling for vengeance
Knowledge was silenced by blind rage.

World turned up side down
Faith clung to for hearts grown weak
Minds cracked under pressure
Faith was all they had left in the
Revolting days and flighty nights.

Hung and crushed
By their faith in others
And saved by their faith in
Night’s lonesome powers
Delivered to their heavenly home
By their faith.

Hope was known
To be no good on this test
This was life or death.

This test turned my saints to demons
And demons into saints
The test
The test was vengeance, integrity,
And though there could have been reason
Was based out of lunacy.

Saints left this world
bludgeoned and blood,
Demons left pure and with a halo.

poem by Chantel Weston
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We Are Saints

I’ve been sanctified, set apart, for God’s service from the start,
The very moment that I believed, when Christ’s Spirit I received,
I was indeed, set apart by God, while still upon this earthly sod,
Sealed by the Spirit of Christ, for God’s purpose within this life.

All believers are God’s holy ones, truly set apart, by God’s Son,
Becoming saints while on earth, through the power of New Birth,
Indeed, not by the choice of men, but when we were Born Again,
We’re true saints of The Living God, led on earth by Christ’s rod.

Saints, according to God’s Grace, for His purpose on this place,
To have an impact, in this world, as His Truth we fervently herald,
Truth that states we are saints, regardless of what religion paints,
Saints, chosen by Christ The Lord, truth, that by many is ignored.

We are saints, as God has willed, with His purpose to be fulfilled,
Not simply saints for another time, but on earth by God’s Design,
Separated from this world’s plan, to be used by The Son of Man,
In spreading the Gospel of Christ, while in this present earthly life.

We’re not saints for just above, but here by God for sharing love,
The love of His Saving Gospel, as this for believers is God’s will,
To fill with saints the Church of God, those upon this earthly sod,
Then we can spend Eternal Life, saints together with Jesus Christ.

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What You Won't Do For Love

Yeah, I make steady for love
Venetic love
But if I'm not around
You won't think enough
I'm gonna make it real for you
Whenever I deal wit you
I do do do do anything
I guess you wonder where I've been
I searched to find the love within
So I came back to let you know
Got a thing for you
And I can't let go
My friends wonder what is wrong with me
Well I'm in a daze from your love you see
I came back to let you know
Got a thing for you
And I can't let go
Some people go around the world for love
But they may never find what they dream of
What you won't do, do for love
You tried everything
But you won't give up
In my world only you
Make me do for love
What I would not do
Do for love
You tried everything
Won't give up
My friends wonder what is wrong with me
Cause I'm in a daze from your love you see
So I came back to let you know
I got a thing for you
And I can't let go
And though I only want the best it's true
I can't believe the things I do for you
What you won't do, do for love
You've tried everything
But you don't give up
In my world only you
Make me do for love
What I would not do
Yeah, come on now, listen
Do they get it when the project is a queen
I gotta get to you cause you do them things to me
My love shows
Nobody knows how my ???
Cause when you're filling me up
You're enough when you're ready for that nut
Baby I'll be that buttercup
And I catch every drop
You got a chick of love
For you go to the storm
And skip to the road block
We can rumble in cuss
We can fight
We can fuss
But no I'm never giving up
It's nothing I won't do
Nothing I won't go through
You are of the joy and the pain
I will keep it true
What you won't do
Do for love
You tried everything
But you won't give up
In my world only you
Make me do for love
What I would not do
Do for love
You tried everything
Won't give up
Do for love
You tried everything
Won't give up

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What You Won't Do For Love (feat. MC Lyte)

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You May Gain

Hitler dared to win world but failed
Napoleon attempted but harvest could not be availed
*Sikander the great had to withdraw despite being mighty
Such was tragic end for them to fail and face the misery

Many had dreamed earlier also but no one would
Rule the large people as they planned or could
Something prevented them to serve the noble cause for good
Many perished due to long wars, starvations deaths due to food

Why do we have such thrust for bringing world under feet?
Is there no other way to bring people under one roof and greet?
Give them whatever they want and allow to breath free
Lots of fruit to eat and comfort under the open sky and tree

When we have been provided with beautiful earth and good nature?
Why to worry about domination and complete capture?
What purpose will it serve when we all have to go with bare hands?
Rich or poor, mighty or weak, even same treatment for foe and friends

Just have few minutes to think in peaceful atmosphere
It may surely lead you and show the place there
There will be complete solution to all your queries
When you may think about futile path to go on and carry

What and even with what cost you may gain whole world?
When world is not going to remain with you and turn cold?
What even if you gain whole world and loose the soul?
It will be utter failure and shame to respond to foolish call

Just surrender to thee wish and ask for mercy
He has whole world to give you as almighty
No condition attached to and with full authority
You hold it as long as you can with ability

You may have eternal peace in mind to enjoy
Whole world will be at your feet and still no one to annoy
Light emanates and surrounds your body with message
Path is open for everybody irrespective of age

* great warrior in early times*

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Lord Give Us The Strength

Lord Give Us The Strength.....,
To suppress our fears....,
Lord Give Us The Strength....,
To fight our tears....,
It's a rough, tough, world...,
Every day is a test...,
But powerful and proud...,
We’ll always do our best....,
Still more and more....,
We need your support....,
So Lord Give Us The Strength....,
Lord Give Us The Strength.

Lord Give Us The Strength.....,
To keep the faith….,
Lord Give Us The Strength....,
To conquer hate…,
It’s a harsh, cruel road…,
We travel through life…,
But we feel comfort….,
Guided by your light....,
Still on and on….,
We pray for your love....,
And to worship you....,
Is our sole intent......,
So Lord Give Us The Strength....,
Lord Give Us The Strength.

poem by Trade Martin
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When The Saints Go Marchin' In (Live)

WHEN THE SAINT GO MARCHING IN
Louis Armstrong
I: We are trav'ling in the footsteps
Of those who've gone before
But we'll all be reunited (But if we stand reunited)
On a new and sunlit shore (Then a new world is in store)
D - - - / G - - - / D - - - / A - - - /
D - - - / G - - - / D - A - / D - - - //
V: O when the Saints go marching in
When the Saints go marching in
O Lord I want to be in that number
When the Saints go marching in
D - - - / / / A7 - - - / D - - - / G - - - / D - A - / D - - - //
And when the sun refuse (begins) to shine
And when the sun refuse (begins) to shine
O Lord I want to be in that number
When the Saints go marching in
When the moon turns red with blood
When the moon turns red with blood
O Lord I want to be in that number
When the Saints go marching in
On that hallelujah day
On that hallelujah day
O Lord I want to be in that number
When the Saints go marching in
O when the trumpet sounds the call
O when the trumpet sounds the call
O Lord I want to be in that number
When the Saints go marching in
B: Some say this world of trouble
Is the only one we need
But I'm waiting for that morning
When the new world is revealed
(As Intro)
V: When the revelation (revolution) comes
When the revelation (revolution) comes
O Lord I want to be in that number
When the Saints go marching in
When the rich go out and work
When the rich go out and work
O Lord I want to be in that number
When the Saints go marching in
When the air is pure and clean
When the air is pure and clean
O Lord I want to be in that number
When the Saints go marching in
When we all have food to eat
When we all have food to eat
O Lord I want to be in that number
When the Saints go marching in
When our leaders learn to cry
When our leaders learn to cry
O Lord I want to be in that number
When the Saints go marching in
Bo Peterson

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Giving Up

If there should be the faintest traces
Of you in my summer sky
My heart would pound and race
And people ask me why
Did I pull those funny faces
When I walk by the waterside
I look for things to say
And still I find you
I wont give up
Dont talk of giving up
And every night I swear Ive finished
And when I rise to face the day
Resolve just fades away
And so it follows
Trying to find strength of purpose
I place temptation out of reach
Then search in every niche
Until I find you
I wont give up
Dont talk of giving up
I wont give it up--love this world
No thoughts of giving up oh no no no no no
Perhaps its only saints who suffer
For those needs to which were slaved
This roaad iwalk is paved with good intentions
The final choice hangs on a wire
And theres no room for feet to stray
The piper waits for pay
And still I find you
I wont give up
Dont talk of giving up
I wont give up--love this world
No thoughts of giving up oh no no no no no
I wont give it up--love this world
Dont talk of giving up
I wont give it up--love this world
No thoughts on giving up

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Have faith in me

Have faith in me,
That nothing will change,
It is true,
All you have to do is believe in you.

I'm always around,
You don't even have to look,
Even if I wasn't there,
All you have to do is think,
And I'll be on you mind.

Have faith in me,
If you don't believe its true,
Just look around,
And you could find me next to you.

I know you could never forget,
All of my attitudes and our experiences,
I know you would never forget,
Everything we did together.

Have faith in me,
With everything I do,
Enjoy who you have as friends,
Because we can't always be with you.

We were friends since we first met,
We would lean on each other for support,
Just believe in yourself,
Then you'll have the power to believe in me too.

Have faith im me,
That we'll remain friends forever,
We always have fun together,
No matter where we plan to go.

We always play around or hang-out,
Now we have more friends than before,
And or days have become more playful,
With more people protecting each other too.

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When The Saints Go Marching In

We are traveling in the footsteps
Of those whove gone before
But well all be reunited (but if we stand reunited)
On a new and sunlit shore (then a new world is in store)
Oh when the saints go marching in
When the saints go marching in
Oh lord I want to be in that number
When the saints go marching in
And when the sun refuse (begins) to shine
And when the sun refuse (begins) to shine
Oh lord I want to be in that number
When the saints go marching in
When the moon turns red with blood
When the moon turns red with blood
Oh lord I want to be in that number
When the saints go marching in
On that hallelujah day
On that hallelujah day
Oh lord I want to be in that number
When the saints go marching in
Oh when the trumpet sounds the call
Oh when the trumpet sounds the call
Oh lord I want to be in that number
When the saints go marching in
Some say this world of trouble
Is the only one we need
But Im waiting for that morning
When the new world is revealed
When the revelation (revolution) comes
When the revelation (revolution) comes
Oh lord I want to be in that number
When the saints go marching in
When the rich go out and work
When the rich go out and work
Oh lord I want to be in that number
When the saints go marching in
When the air is pure and clean
When the air is pure and clean
Oh lord I want to be in that number
When the saints go marching in
When we all have food to eat
When we all have food to eat
Oh lord I want to be in that number
When the saints go marching in
When our leaders learn to cry
When our leaders learn to cry
Oh lord I want to be in that number
When the saints go marching in

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Saints An Sinners

(coverdale/lord/moody/marsden/murray/paice)
Get ready for judgement day
An the final curtain call,
Dont lie when you testify
cos the good lord know youre all
Saints an sinners, priests an thieves,
Saints an sinners, priests an thieves
When moses stood on the red sea shore
Laying the law on the line,
He said dont come knocking
On the pearly gates
If all you did was have a real good time
Saints an sinners, priests an thieves,
Saints an sinners, priests an thieves
For what we are about to receive
May the lord make us truly thankful.
Saints an sinners
I stand guilty of a thousand crimes,
An I suffer temptation still,
Show me a man who wont give it to his woman
An Ill show you somebody who will
Saints an sinners, priests an thieves,
Saints an sinners, priests an thieves
For what we are about to receive
May the lord make us truly thankful
Saints an sinners,
Saints an sinners, priests an thieves,
Get ready for judgement day
An the final curtain call,
Dont lie when you testify
cos the good lord know youre all
Saints an sinners, priests an thieves,
Saints an sinners, priests an thieves
For what we are about to receive
May the lord make us truly thankful
Saints an sinners, priests an thieves
Saints an sinners...

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More Than a Prophet

All things pointed to the cross, not to destroy but save the lost,
All the saints that came before, were saved by faith in The Lord,
All men after will have to come, to Jesus Christ God’s only Son,
Who came to die at Calvary, to gain eternal life for you and me.
The only One to rise from the dead, just like the Bible had said.

Religion does not have a place, in God’s present Age of Grace,
Grace provided for everyone, through God’s only begotten Son.
To get into heaven from earth, you must experience a new birth,
New birth by the Spirit of Christ, the only Spirit offering new life,
Life Eternal with God above, all from the Son and Calvary’s love.

No one since, was sent by God, to be a prophet upon this sod,
Gone soon will be all the shame, of men who dishonor the name,
By exalting their name over Him, the only Savior who died for sin,
As He brings peace to the world, which all others can only herald.
Of all the prophets, of the past, sent by God, Christ was the last.

King of kings and Lord of lords; not for a time, but forevermore.
And only He’s coming back again, as Lord and Savior of all men.
Spoken of by prophets of old; who had came, like God foretold,
Coming back according to God; the Only King, with an Iron Rod.
And then there’ll be no doubt, as all false prophets, are cast out.

poem by Bob Gotti
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God Buds From Faith

They say for the weak and the wretched,
Your grace is always there.
Those who have a complete submission
To You, You take them care.

Faith in you, faith alone, faith in the core,
Steadily leads the boat, to the desired shore.

Faith culminates in transformed transcendence,
Our life and love, are strung on Faith's harp.

They say, and I acquiesce, the soul in faith,
Our strongest conscience ever lives with.

Your mystery, prophets' history, find lore,
Faith is the only oasis, in transient shore.

poem by Bazi alis Subrata Ray
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Death Trap

I see you runnin
Youre gone
A million miles away
But you know Im comin
Violenz that
Blows you into space
And you think
Youre gonna get away
Like you did before
But youre the type
I never feel sorry for, so
Fall into my death trap
Fall into my death trap
Lifes paranoia
Youre hiding in
The dark all day
At nite I call you
Cause I know
Youre always wide awake
So you never
Sleep at all at nite
Extermination
Of youre wasted life
So now Ive got you
Youre cornered like a fool
I terminate you
Live by my golden rule
Task complete
And once again Ive won
Now I search
For another victim to come
I cant explain the sheer
Thrill of it all
Its such a chill
To watch the meek just fall
Death trap death trap
Death trap death trap
Fall in

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God Has Such Amazing Faith

We talk about believing in God
Believing in lies believing in truth,
Being a living sacrifice, putting our full trust in something that we
Cannot even see
But man, God is the one who really has strong faith
How does such a being, full of power, trust us?

He had a legacy, He sent His only son to the world
That Son was His hope, His pride, His joy, the world's very Savior
And yet that same Son was crucified
And then He died
But through power He rose again
And gave that power, that exceeding gain
To us.
We have that Spirit
But God entrusted his legacy to mortal man
There is no evidence of the resurrection
That evidence is Jesus Himself who is seated on the throne
The Only evidence we have is the Holy Spirit
God's faith in us amazes me
That He'd trust a fallen people, not only with such power
But the legacy of His Son, His legacy.
That He'd entrust us to spread His gospel.
I can scarce believe that God had such faith
To leave the only evidence of Jesus and His resurrection
In the hearts of men

Thank you God for your faith and trust
It's hard for us to put our faith in You, You who is powerful
You who is merciful, You who is loving.
But in all your great mercy and love
You put your faith in us
To spread that gospel
To use that power
To continue the legacy
To listen to the Spirit
To make disciples
To live
Because before You
Before Your sacrifice
Before the new heart
Before the redemption
Before the forgiveness
Before the healing
We were all dead

So thank You God
Thank You for having faith in me, even when I doubt you
Thank You for having faith in us, when we're a skeptical people
So thank You for the cross
I'll
We'll continue that legacy
Your Spirit, God, You, will be the living and strong evidence
That you are powerful, that Jesus rose from the dead
Lord God
I'll
We'll carry this Spirit to the ends of the earth
Because YOUR love, YOUR grace, and God YOUR FAITH
They give us strength

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Psalm 149

Praise God, all his saints or, The saints judging the world.

All ye that love the Lord, rejoice,
And let your songs be new;
Amidst the church with cheerful voice
His later wonders show.

The Jews, the people of his grace,
Shall their Redeemer sing;
And Gentile nations join the praise,
While Zion owns her King.

The Lord takes pleasure in the just,
Whom sinners treat with scorn;
The meek that lie despised in dust
Salvation shall adorn.

Saints should be joyful in their King,
E'en on a dying bed;
And like the souls in glory sing;
For God shall raise the dead.

Then his high praise shall fill their tongues
Their hands shall wield the sword;
And vengeance shall attend their songs,
The vengeance of the Lord.

When Christ the judgment-seat ascends,
And bids the world appear,
Thrones are prepared for all his friends
Who humbly loved him here.

Then shall they rule with iron rod
Nations that dared rebel;
And join the sentence of their God
On tyrants doomed to hell.

The royal sinners bound in chains
New triumphs shall afford:
Such honor for the saints remains;
Praise ye, and love the Lord!

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Save Them Father

Father you are always on my mind, I love you Father and trust
in you with all my heart. I have no questions for your decisions,
my faith is strong and true.

Father I’m in awe when I look around this world, when I stand
and take in the awesome views, I know this is the work of the
Master, and that Master for certain is you.

This morning Father I pray for those without faith, who can not
see pass their noses. They have eyes that function, but they
truly can not see.

Father give these blind people the ability to come out from their
deadened shells, touch them with your spirit, let them see the
light.

Oh Father God, drench them with your love so they make no
mistake. Take them by the hand so some day they too will
walk through Heaven’s Gate.

Father sometime young people are taken in by those who have
no interest in their soul but only in the money that they hold.
The devil’s people live among us, taking advantage of many.

Your children need your guidance Father and your continued
patience for I truly believe some day they will come out of the
darkness, walk into the light and face the truth.

Father I leave these people to you, in your caring hands. May
they make Jesus the center of their lives and join their brothers
and sisters who know the truth, save them Father.

I Love you Father and I ask this Lord in the name of your only
Son Jesus.-Amen

Written: Sept.30,2007

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Psalm 16 part 1

Confession of our poverty.

Preserve me, Lord, in time of need,
For succor to thy throne I flee,
But have no merits there to plead:
My goodness cannot reach to thee.

Oft have my heart and tongue confessed
How empty and how poor I am;
My praise can never make thee blessed,
Nor add new glories to thy name.

Yet, Lord, thy saints on earth may reap
Some profit by the good we do;
These are the company I keep,
These are the choicest friends I know.

Let others choose the sons of mirth
To give a relish to their wine;
I love the men of heav'nly birth,
Whose thoughts and language are divine.

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Giving Up

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When The Saints Go Marching In

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