Still I Marvel
still I marvel
at the chorus line
all those diverse choirs
different cultures
languages peoples
singing the same old songs
these great men
great women
so proud
so quick
to sing own praises
expressions
of admiration
in self worship
look here look there
at amazing monuments
I made I created I I I
I the great autocrat
ruler with absolute
authority incarnate
no place within my rule
to share glory with God
give thanks to eternal God
watch autocrats
crow then crawl
raised high cast low
singing the same old songs
behold my great works my marvels
all this I the great bla bla achieved
the great bla bla basked
in all the glory when all went well
suddenly when events conspire
to rock topple idolatry throne
all problems were fault of scapegoat
fault of religion fault of God
why blame God
when never his commandments
were followed?
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Don't Forget who is your Father
God is Great
He created you and me so ladies and gentleman
he is the only person to praise and pray
Cause some of us we pray Alan people you pray him
who is him God is the one who created us
so guys help me to Thank him every time i'm sick i call him cause
he is the hiller the killer of diseases in the world
Help me to sing.
How great is our God sing with me how great is our God
all we sing is how great is our God age to age praise his
Great great great great great
great great great great great great great
great great great great great great great
great great great great great great great great great great great
GOD GOD GOD GOD GOD GOD GOD GOD..
Thank you Help me pliz.
poem by Ruvimbo Daisy Matsika
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Son can be a rival/.
I taught my son lessons on singing
And made him with my sweats a great singer.
Sons’ glory is fathers’ glory.
His glory is my glory.
His wings spread and mine shrunk.
People thronged around him and spared me.
They didn’t say he was the great;
They said I was no where near him.
His glory is not my glory;
Sons’ glory is not fathers’ glory.
Can there be two heroes in a play?
Should he outlive me in the posterity?
He is my rival, no more a son.
11.02.2005
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Michael Jackson Is Great
Michael Jackson accomplished a lot when he was alive,
he started out singing in the Jackson 5.
Michael had the groove and the beat,
he made songs that got you off your feet.
He also made songs that made you think.
Now Michael was a Pisce's moon
he had a great imagination and great heart big heart too.
Thank You Michael Jackson for the happiness you brought
You made the planet happier singing songs to dance to on the spot.
Many great memories for people learning to dance the moon walk.
and my fondest memory dancing at The Cottage
to his song 'Don't Stop ‘til You Get Enough'
poem by Suzae Chevalier
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The Great Defender
Down at the arcade the defender is there
Down off of broadway he's there playing his games
It's very dangerous
Putting money down on robotron
Oh, i'm the great defender
And i really know just how to get along
Down at the arcade, down at the arcade
Down at the arcade, down at the arcade
Down at the arcade
Down at the arcade
Oh, i'm the great defender
And i really think i've got it made
A fistful of quarters, a fifty dollar stake
Life is a gamble on video tape
I called a disc jockey
To dedicate a song to blair
It's the temps. singing "i'll be there"
Down at the arcade, down at the arcade
Down at the arcade, down at the arcade
Down at the arcade
Down at the arcade
Oh, i'm the great defender
And i really think i've got it made
The president called to give me the news
I've been awarded the nobel price in rhythm and blues
And stevie wonder
Wants to record one of my songs
Oh, i'm the great defender
And i really know just how to get along
Oh, i'm the great defender, listen to my song
I really hope you like it, it isn't very long
It's rooted in the 50s
But its heart's in 1984
And if you really like it
Then i sing it for you once more
Down at the arcade, down at the arcade
Down at the arcade, down at the arcade
Down at the arcade
Down at the arcade
Oh, i'm the great defender
And i really think i've got it made
Down at the arcade, down at the arcade
Down at the arcade, down at the arcade
Down at the arcade
Down at the arcade
...
song performed by by Lou Reed
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Michael Jackson Is Great
Michael Jackson accomplished a lot when he was alive,
he started out singing in the Jackson 5.
Michael had the groove and the beat,
he made songs that got you off your feet.
He also made songs that made you think.
Now Michael was a Pisce's moon
he had a great imagination and great heart big heart too.
Thank You Michael Jackson for the happiness you brought
You made the planet happier singing songs to dance to on the spot.
Many great memories for people learning to dance the moon walk.
and my fondest memory dancing at The Cottage
to his song "Don't Stop ‘til You Get Enough"
Written by Suzae Chevalier on May 17,2011
poem by Christina Sunrise
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Great Expectations
Youre sittin in your seat
And then you stand and clutch your breast
Our music drives you wild along with the rest
You watch me singing this song
You see what my mouth can do
And you wish you were the one I was doing it to
And you watch me playin guitar
And you feel what my fingers can do
And you wish you were the one I was doing it to
Well, listen
Youve got great expectations
Youve got great expectations
Youre dying to be seen
And you wave and call my name
But in the day it seems that Im a million miles away
You watch me beatin my drum
And you know what my hands can do
And you wish you were the one I was doing it to
Well, listen
Youve got great expectations
Youve got great expectations
Youve got great expectations
Then you feels these eyes from the stage
And you see me staring at you
And you hear between the lines, my voice is calling to you
Well, listen
Youve got great expectations
Youve got great expectations
Youve got great expectations, do you want to play the role
Youve got great expectations, youd even sell me your soul
Youve got great expectations
Youve got great expectations
Youve got great expectations, do you want to play the role
Youve got great expectations, youd even sell me your soul
Youve got great expectations, as long as you can play the role
Youve got great expectations
song performed by by Kiss
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The Great Ones
The great ones move us in ways we cannot understand-
They bring us to feelings beyond those we knew we had-
The great ones bring out beauty in us joy in us pain in us sadness in us
Beyond we knew we had-
They make us sing and dream inside beyond any beauty we ever knew- before
The great ones move us
To be more than we ever are just by ourselves-
Is it a wonder then that we love the great ones and need the great ones and live through the great ones
And all their poems and songs and music and thoughts and stories and all they create-
Oh the great ones
How they give us more life and make us love life more-
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Downtown Dirt
Down at the arcade the defender is there
Down off of Broadway he's there playing his games
It's very dangerous putting money down on Robotron
Oh, I'm the Great Defender
And I really know just how to get along
Down at the arcade
Oh, I'm the Great Defender
And I really think I've got it made
A fistful of quarters, a fifty dollar stake
Life is a gamble on Videotape
I called a disc jockey to dedicate a song to Blair
It's the 'Four Tops' singing 'I'll be there'
Down at the arcade
The president called to give me the news
I've been awarded the Nobel Price in rhythm and blues
And Stevie Wonder wants to record one of my songs
Oh, I'm the Great Defender
And I really know just how to get along
Oh, I'm the Great Defender, listen to my song
I really hope you like it, it isn't very long
It's rooted in the fifties but its heart's in 1984
And if you really like it
Then I sing it for you once more
Down at the arcade
song performed by by Lou Reed
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Absolutely Zero
You. you were a friend. you were a friend of mine I let you spend the night
You see how it was my fault. of course it was mine.
Im too hard at work. have you ever heard of anything so absurd ever in your life.
Im sorry for wasting your time.
Who am I to say this situation isnt great? its my job to make the most of it
Of course I didnt know that it would happen to me. not that easy.
Hey whats that you say? youre not blaming me for anything thats great
But I dont break that easy. does it fade away?
So thats why Im apologizing now for telling you I thought that we could make it
I just dont get enough to believe that weve both changed.
Who am I to say this situation isnt great? its my time to make the most of it
How could I ever know that this would happen to me, not that easy, no
All along the fault is up for grabs why dont you have it
Well its for sale go make your offer, Ill sell it for no less than what I bought it for
Pay no more than absolutely zero.
Well neither one of us deserves the blame because opportunities moved us away
And its not an easy thing to learn to play a game thats made for two thats you and me
The rules remain a mystery. see it can be easy.
Who am I to say this situation isnt great? its our time to make the most of it
How could we ever know that this would happen to me, not that easy, no
All along the fault is up for grabs and there you have it
Well its for sale go make your offer, Ill sell it for no less than what I bought it for
Pay no more than absolutely zero.
song performed by by Jason Mraz
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The Throne
Michael w. smith
Far above the highest heavens
On a throne of crystal light
Dwells the God of all creation
Rays of wonder crown his might
Human voices blend with the angels
Giving praise to God alone
Heavens music rises upward
To the lamb upon the throne
To the lamb upon the throne
Chorus:
Blessing! glory! sing hallelujah!
Shout the saints of God alone
Honor! power! and dominion!
Praises gather at the throne
Oh, they gather at the crystal throne
Gather at the crystal throne
Lightning flashes and thunder echoes
Diamond rainbows fill the sky
Awesome beauty gods provision
Never seen by human eye
Blazing colors show the glory
Of the master artists plan
Built by God for those who love him
Those who trust the great I am
Those who trust the great I am
Chorus
song performed by by Michael W. Smith
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No Fault In Women
No fault in women, to refuse
The offer which they most would chuse.
--No fault: in women, to confess
How tedious they are in their dress;
--No fault in women, to lay on
The tincture of vermilion;
And there to give the cheek a dye
Of white, where Nature doth deny.
--No fault in women, to make show
Of largeness, when they're nothing so;
When, true it is, the outside swells
With inward buckram, little else.
--No fault in women, though they be
But seldom from suspicion free;
--No fault in womankind at all,
If they but slip, and never fall.
poem by Robert Herrick
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Whoever renders service to many puts himself in line for greatness - great wealth, great return, great satisfaction, great reputation, and great joy.
Whoever renders service to many puts himself in line for greatness--great wealth, great return, great satisfaction, great reputation, and great joy.
Sonnet: On Greatness
Greatness is not a thing, much like an art;
Some man turns great if on it he stumbles;
His greatness ceases, if he thinks, he's great;
Great is he truly who tho' great, humbles.
Greatness is not true greatness, self-proclaimed;
Greatness is not what world showers on us;
Greatness is neither got by being claimed.
Greatness is not achieved by making fuss.
Greatness could come if world decides to give;
Greatness will stay if God blesses our work;
Such greatness, God-destined comes while men live;
Greatness can grow even without much luck.
Greatness doesn't come to everyone on earth;
Some men are made great; some are great by birth.
poem by John Celes
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The Love Sonnets Of Proteus. Part II: To Juliet: XXVI
THE SAME--A CHRISTMAS SONNET
Since thou hast given me these, Juliet, given me these,
There have been tidings told of a great joy,
Of peace on Earth, good--will without annoy.
Thou hast put on my soul's infirmities
And stooped to succour me, and thou hast trod
The way of sorrows with me, on thy knees,
Making thyself a little less than God,
That I might worship him in womanhood,
A new redemption. Therefore, Juliet,
The choirs of Heaven multitudinous
Make all their songs to thee this happy night,
In praise of thy great love incarnate thus,
A very ``word made flesh'' to dwell with us.
poem by Wilfrid Scawen Blunt
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How Great
Like a mother mine was delighted she gave birth
It feels as great as we felt coming to live on earth
Great as we thought it was when joining school
Highly respectable as we perceived our graduation
with great love of money for love and infatuation
Much as we thought money made people great
Then the job made great impact on love perception
We were held higher by those thinking we were great
Our mind made us take a great pride in education
With little regards to the good great book we forgot
For great eloquence in language for communication
For great crowds of ladies and gentlemen we fought
The more lovers one has, the easier it was to feel great
How great was the lavish and satisfaction
How great the diversity and the depth we experienced
How great the comfort to feel the hardness and softness
How great on earth does it taste fornication?
How great when we fear not for our Godlessness
How great when we die is going to be our tribulation?
poem by Linus Kithinji Njeru
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My Rondel
When I was hatred I was great,
While I, today, all things above,
Am great – great for I feel I’m love,
Great for with Lethe I share the fate.
Yes, mercilessness makes you great,
But high you fly, high like a dove
When nothing is your heart but love,
When mercy does your soul elate.
I know: all things bear sorrow’s weight,
Through life in ignorance we rove,
But every solace is in love,
And even if distress be great,
Elation is: forgive, forget.
poem by Alexandru Macedonski from The Poem Of Rondels (1927), translated by Dan Duţescu
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Beautiful voice you have
A beautiful voice
a peaceful sound
we hear in the passage
voice given by God
a talent to you
We hear you singing
beautiful praises
to God our Father
a heavenly voice
you have indeed
As you, continue to sing
I start to wonder
How great is God?
how great is He?
I can hear the passion
you have for God
in your voice
a passion with such
love and dedication
Then I realize
that God is awesome
yes, He is great
He is wonderful
the only God
worthy of such praises
the only God that is alive
Amen
poem by Allen Brodell
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Whip
Great Great Great Great
is thy work
The fortune hunter
your uninterrupted lamp
has
torch light out the
parasite in their closet
like an erosion that called
the black pot of sacrifice of the perpetrator
Great Great Great Great
is thy work
The fervent farmer
your crude instrument
has
uprooted the unwanted ornament
in the vineyard
like locus waiting the planter
Great Great Great Great
is thy work
The lean steward
you never sleep nor slumber
in the quest of monitoring the
offender in the field like Nigeria
EFCC punching out the beautiful criminals
Great Great Great Great
is thy work
The no nonsense headmaster
with this
masquerade Cain whipping
the deaf prefect in the school of moral
The whip that caution the senior wife
is at the top of the roof for
YOU
poem by Samuel Abimbola Aladetan
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May this mortal sing Your praise?
Mighty God Whom heavenly angels worship
may this mere mortal sing out Your praise?
For All Glorious God You are worth it.
Sing out my soul and His anthem raise!
I will tell salvations wondrous story
and of the way that He came to this earth
For this Awesome God in His great glory
entered our world when born by virgin birth.
Sing, yes sing of Him Who came to save you.
Hung there upon the cross and forgave you.
Died for you as though all the blame was His
Sing, for no greater love has man than this.
He is the Lord of every nation,
And the Ancient of Eternal Days.
He is the Author of our Salvation
So let us bring to Him our songs of praise