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God, Is The Refuge
God, Is The Rock
God, Is The One, Who
Sets Eternity’s Clock

God, Is The Treasure
God, Is The Answer
God, Is The Pleasure
God, Is Adventure

God, Is The Right
The Reason and Reality
God, Is The Light
The Judge and Finality

God, Is The Hope
And Glory, Above All Things
God, Is He, Who Spoke
… Brought Forth, Living-Beings

God, Is The Power
The Passion and Supreme
God, Is … Our
Unbeatable Dream-Team!

God, Is Wisdom
And The Beautiful King
God, Is The Vision
In All Good Things

God, Is Mercy
God, Is Just
He … Is ‘ Who ’ We Need
God, Doesn’t Need Us

God, Is The Holy-Core
And Sacred-Mystery
God Is … And Therefore …
So, Are We

God, Is What His Word, Shows
And What God … Is Made Of
Everyone Knows …
That, God Is … Love

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The Things That Dreams Are Made Of

Take time to see the wonders of the world
To see the things youve only ever heard of
Dream life the way you think it ought to be
See things you thought youd never ever see
Take a cruise to china
Or a train to spain
Go round the world
Again and again
Meet a girl on a boat
Meet a boy on a train
And fall in love
Without the pain
Everybody needs love and adventure
Everybody needs cash to spend
Everybody needs love and affection
Everybody needs 2 or 3 friends
These are the things
These are the things
The things that dreams are made of
These are the things
These are the things
The things that dreams are made of
Take a lift to the top of the empire state
Take a drive across the golden gate
March, march, march across red square
Do all the things youve ever dared
Everybody needs love and adventure
Everybody needs cash to spend
Everybody needs love and affection
Everybody needs 2 or 3 friends
These are the things
These are the things
The things that dreams are made of
These are the things
These are the things
The things that dreams are made of
Like fun and money and food and love
And things you never thought of
These are the things
These are the things
The things that dreams are made of
New york, ice cream, tv, travel, good times
Norman wisdom, johnny, joey, dee dee, good times
These are the things
These are the things
The things that dreams are made of
These are the things
These are the things
The things that dreams are made of
These are the things
These are the things
The things that dreams are made of
These are the things
These are the things
The things that dreams are made of
These are the things
These are the things
The things that dreams are made of
These are the things
These are the things
The things that dreams are made of

song performed by by Human League
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Living God

Living God
Maker of all the heaven and earth
We want to worship you
Living God
You are the prince of peace
The master of the universe
Living God
We are your children
We will never forget you
And you will never forget us either
Living God
We give all the glory to you
Living God
You take away our sins
Living God
We are not perfect like you
So I hope you understand this
Because we are human beings
And we have our faults also
Living God
You are worth to be praise
Living God
Take the place of all the power
Living God
Behold, it comes in might,
The power that is power,
The light that is in darkness,
The shade in dazzling light
It is joy that never spoke,
Living God

poem by Aldo Kraas
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Living Stones

As we taste and see God is good, we become in Christ a brotherhood,
One body of believers in The Word, through the Truth that we’ve heard,
We then become New Living Stones, in Christ, whose sacrifice atones,
Making atonement for all our sin, as God laid all our iniquity upon Him.

Upon The Rock God builds each stone, upon The Savior, Christ alone,
We’re being built into a dwelling for, The Spirit sent by Christ our Lord.
The Precious Stone is Jesus Christ, who gives all believers a New Life,
While Christ alone, is our foundation, the Cornerstone of our Salvation.

God called us out of our darkness, and fills us with His Righteousness.
Called out from the darkest of night, to be filled with His Glorious Light.
We come to Christ dead in our sin, but, made alive with a Hope in Him.
A Rock and Fortress is our God, a refuge to flee to on this earthly sod.

A chosen people, a Brotherhood; a Holy Nation and Royal Priesthood.
God’s Glory dwells within all of us, when in the Rock we place our trust.
A special people by God’s election, then given by God a new direction,
To point other sinners to eternity, to God’s praise, honor and His Glory.

As Living Stones, we proclaim, God’s Salvation, in the Rock of shame,
Shame for all nations who do reject, the One who saves all God’s elect.
And now a Precious Rock for those, who believed in the One who rose,
It is that Rock of Ages that we praise, as Stones living out earthly days.

poem by Bob Gotti
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Dreams

Oh! that my young life were a lasting dream!
My spirit not awakening, till the beam
Of an Eternity should bring the morrow.
Yes! tho' that long dream were of hopeless sorrow,
'Twere better than the cold reality
Of waking life, to him whose heart must be,
And hath been still, upon the lovely earth,
A chaos of deep passion, from his birth.
But should it be- that dream eternally
Continuing- as dreams have been to me
In my young boyhood- should it thus be given,
'Twere folly still to hope for higher Heaven.
For I have revell'd, when the sun was bright
I' the summer sky, in dreams of living light
And loveliness,- have left my very heart
In climes of my imagining, apart
From mine own home, with beings that have been
Of mine own thought- what more could I have seen?
'Twas once- and only once- and the wild hour
From my remembrance shall not pass- some power
Or spell had bound me- 'twas the chilly wind
Came o'er me in the night, and left behind
Its image on my spirit- or the moon
Shone on my slumbers in her lofty noon
Too coldly- or the stars- howe'er it was
That dream was as that night-wind- let it pass.

I have been happy, tho' in a dream.
I have been happy- and I love the theme:
Dreams! in their vivid coloring of life,
As in that fleeting, shadowy, misty strife
Of semblance with reality, which brings
To the delirious eye, more lovely things
Of Paradise and Love- and all our own!
Than young Hope in his sunniest hour hath known.

poem by Edgar Allan Poe
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Power Of Seduction

My friends dont understand it
They dont know what youve
Got to me
My life is too complicated
And I need, sure need
Some simplicity
Ooh the love is ever growing
And there has to be a reason why it
Works for me
You know - baby how to move me
What you give to me is elemental
Cant you see
That you take the pain from me
Only you know my fantasies
You make me realize
Girl you know the way of keeping
Love alive
Its the power of seduction
Its the only way to keep me
Hanging on baby
Its the power of seduction
Its the only hope, so baby do
What you want
Just words cant describe it
cause theres more to love than
What to say
Hey lately Ive been thinking
And thats bad you know I might
Blow it cos of reason
Baby you can never do too much
Only you, you make the senses
All rush
With you - girl Ive got to be
All because you keep alive
The mystery
Its the power of seduction
Its the only way to keep me
Hanging on baby
Its the power of seduction
Its the only hope, so baby do
What you want
You made the change in me
Only you know my fantasies
With you I will always be
Living with the passion
And the mystery

song performed by by Hall & Oates
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You're The First, The Last, My Everything

We got it together, didn't we?
Nobody but you and me.
We got it together, baby.
My first, my last, my everything,
And the answer to all my dreams.
You're my sun, my moon, my guiding star.
My kind of wonderful, that's what you are.
I know there's only, only one like you
There's no way they could have made two.
You're, you're all i'm living for
Your love i'll keep for evermore.
You're the first, my last, my everything.
In you i've found so many things,
A love so new, only you could bring.
Can't you see if you,
You'll make me feel this way,
You're like a first morning dew on a brand new day.
I see so many ways that i can love you,
'till the day i die....
You're my reality, yet i'm lost in a dream.
You're my first, my last, my everything.
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I know there's only one, only one like you
There's no way they could have made two.
Girl, you're my reality.
But i'm lost in a dream,
You're the first, you're the last, my everything.

song performed by by Vonda Shepard
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So Others See

As The Spirit moves on men, they are led to be Born Again,
Experiencing a spiritual birth, while living life upon the earth.
Some say spiritual conversion, is by others just a diversion,
Taking them out of true reality, to a world that none can see.

It’s by faith we’ve been saved, from the world, so depraved,
Believing what we cannot see, and focused now on Eternity.
We get Truth on what’s to come, by the Spirit of God’s Son,
God’s Truth about a reality, that’s bigger than eyes, can see.

From a world, changing fast, we see an eternity that will last,
Knowing not what is ahead, we lean upon The Word instead,
With our focus now on God, not on the shifting, earthly sod,
It’s The Spirit we can’t see, who opens eyes, of you and me.

Eyes of only earthly sight, were opened by the Gospel light,
Once veiled to things of Christ, are opened in a spiritual life.
A new life of Eternal worth, far above all the things on earth,
For all we can touch and see, will never last through eternity.

It is The Spirit, who opens eyes, to make men eternally wise,
A wisdom that shall begin, that moment you are Born Again,
And begin living your life, through the Spirit of Jesus Christ,
Living a life so others see, the Hope that you have Eternally.

poem by Bob Gotti
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He doesn’t love me

He doesn’t love me
And I don’t need a clue or story
That I should give up, I better give up
I mustn’t let this feeling to live

He could slap me through my heart
Word always glued in my mouth
But everything I do is for him
He has a power in me

Tangles severe complication
He always screwing my mind
I can’t get him out of my head
I can not even hate him

He doesn’t love me
He doesn’t even look at me
But I don’t care, do I care?
He is my only reason to breath

He doesn’t love me
And I’m always out of his door
I continue hope, a broken hope
He will open a little for me

He leaves a scar that last forever
I always have a right to forget
But my love is blind, how could you help?
It’s easy to say than to go away

He doesn’t love me
And I don’t want pity or sorry
That he will never love me
Of all the worst things in the world could be

poem by Maria Sudibyo
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A Secret Untold

I’ve got a secret.
A secret untold.
A secret I have never told anyone.
Do you want to hear my secret?

I’ve got a sacred dream.
A dream vision for sacred life.
I believe in happiness.
I believe happiness is the greatest gift.

The greatest gift anyone can bestow upon another.
I want to give the gift of happiness.
I want to give the gift of happiness to the destitute.
I want to bestow happiness upon suffering souls.

Upon all suffering souls, unhappy, alone, unloved.
I want to heal the world.
I want to heal future generations unborn.
I want to heal with healing words of love.

The word is my gift.
The written word can open windows into the mind.
The written word can heal with gifts of infused love.
With truth, love, wisdom, life lessons revealed.

Words may attain the power to reveal life.
Words may reveal images attesting life lessons.
Words may reveal values advancing visions yet unattained.
Words may reveal realities exalting in love peace harmony.

Love peace harmony for all sacred humanity.
For all sacred life is a reality humanity must treasure attain.

poem by Terence George Craddock
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I Dream, Do You

Do you have dreams, Well I do
I dream of wonderful things
I dream of things yet to come
I dream of things some may say is dumb
I dream of love not just the word I mean real love
I dream of of a place where there is no war
I dream of a good answer to what we fight for
I dream of floating in the clouds free with no worry
I dream of a president who can just say sorry
I dream of reading a book thats begins with 'what is hate'
I dream of a country, thats completely great
I dream of life beyond the one we live today
I dream of a time when all kids do is learn and play
Ok time to wake up to reality
I was loving my dream now im mad at me for waking up
Life here in the real world can be so crazy
I guess the bigger part of me wishes I was stil a baby
Some of my dreams may come true
I know thats not true and so do you
But I will continue to believe my dream will come true
Because my dream was so wonderful, so I shared it with you
LOL

poem by Daniel Chapman
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Do you have dreams?

poem by Cheyanne Whien
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Winter Storm!

The power of love and the power of music,
The power of romance and the power of emotion,
The power of stress and the power of passion,
The self-knowledge of our being's end and arms;
But this muse is like the winter storm!

The deserted village and the love of a country,
The last rose of the summer is here for you and me;
But sin and death is man's own history.

An oration over a dead body is like the kings at war!
And of the things to remember when your love leaves you;
For in September last year i was in Australia with my lover.

The wine-cup and the old clock on the stairs,
Open the window and let me remember the past;
But do try again when you missed the first attempt.

Sweet harmony and sweet love,
The quality of my mercy is not yet strained;
So blessed is hime who have and do give some to others,
For the power of love is at times like the winter storm!

How sweet the moonlight sleeps upon this bank,
For mercy is upon this sceptre sway;
And of such harmony and such love shared with,
The passion and the romance of the things around!

This winter storm is always arouns us and,
It creeps in like a snail learning how to walk in nature's ways;
But the watchful minutes of the hour is all about you and me!
For the muse of love has taken us that far.

poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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The Reason I Was Born

If the world would ever end
tomorrow in the morn,
I'd hold your hand and know
the reason I was born.

I was born to love you
with every beat of my heart.
And if the world just faded away
it could never tear us apart.

For we would travel far and beyond
from this world we know.
We'd take our love along with us
wherever it is we go..

If the stars in the sky all went out
and darkened in the night
the light of the love I feel for you
would create its own sweet light.

For you, my love, came into my life
and made me feel complete.
So if the world could be no more
it still could not defeat

my purpose for living and loving you.
It doesn't have that power.
For all things end and new things start
and in the world's darkest hour

I'd feel your love and you'd feel mine
and I'd know that on that morn
it could never fade into nothing
for it's the reason I was born.

poem by Edwina Reizer
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Dear Ben

I just cant control myself
I cant be with no one else
It seems Im addicted to the way you like to touch me
I dont think they understand why I love at your command
From the words you speak, so deep
Our bodies meet, I had to have you
I love you, youre pertect
A manifestation of my dream
You make my body feel about a million different things
I think God made you for me, a mix of passion and fidelity
Baby, youre so complete
I write this song to let you know that you will always be to me
My lust, my love, my man, my child, my friend and my king
I love you, youre perfect
A manifestation of my dream
You make my body feel about a million different things
Theres no way Id leave you
Its just not a reality
Sometimes I feel like Im living in a fantasy

song performed by by Jennifer Lopez
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The Word Became Flesh

Man on Earth will one day perish, but not so for The Word we cherish.
The Word of God that many treasure will indeed friend, go on forever.
In the beginning was The Word, this is a verse that many have heard,
And God was with The Word, this is what the Apostle John conferred.

And The Word indeed was God; and clearly said with a definitive nod.
The Word is Christ my friend, who had no beginning and has no end.
Christ is The Living Eternal Word, as many prophets have concurred.
The Word became flesh indeed, coming to earth as the promised seed.

Through Him all things were made as the heavens and earth were laid.
And in Him was life, my friend, and that life was the light of men.
Christ is the true Light of the world, this is the message to herald.
He came to give light to all men, but this they would not understand.

And though He created all things, the world did not recognize Him.
And John was sent to testify, that Christ was The Lord from on High.
Christ’s own people wouldn’t believe and Christ they did not receive.
He came to the darkness of men, but Light they could not comprehend.

Christ came as The Light of all men, but men liked darkness instead,
Not wanting The Light to reveal, that their many deeds were so evil.
But these men are much like the grass and their glory will not last,
But let The Light be your endeavor and like Him you will live forever.

poem by Bob Gotti
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Regret For The Departure Of Friends

As smoke from a volcano soars in the air,
The soul of man discontent mounts from a sigh,
Exhaled as to heaven in mystical prayer,
Invoking that love which forbids him to die.

Sweet hope, lovely passion, my grief ever chase,
And scatter the gloom which veils pleasure's bright ray,
O lend me thy wings, and assist me to trace
The flight of my fair one when gone far away.

When the dim star of pleasure sets glimmering alone,
The planet of beauty on life's dreary shore,
And th' fair bird of fancy forever is flown,
On pinions of haste to be heard of no more.

Hope, tell me, dear passion, thou wilt not forget,
To flourish still sweetly and blossom as gay,
Expelling like morning the gloom of regret,
When the lark of affection is gone far away.

If hurried into some unchangeable clime,
Where oceans of pleasure continually roll,
Far, far from the limited borders of time,
With a total division of body and soul.

Hope, tell me, dear passion, which must earth survive,
That love will be sweeter when nature is o'er,
And still without pain though eternity live,
In the triumph of pleasure when time is no more.

O love, when the day-light of pleasure shall close,
Let the vesper of death break on life's dusky even;
Let the faint sun of time set in peace as it rose,
And eternity open thy morning in heaven.

Then hope, lovely passion, thy torch shall expire,
Effusing on nature life's last feeble ray;
While the night maid of love sets her taper on fire,
To guard smiling beauty from time far away.

poem by George Moses Horton
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What Do You Dream About?

Have you ever met anybody who does not dream?
All of us have dreamt of something good or bad before
Some dreams are believed to foretell the future
While few dreams remind us of things we have forgotten
Other dreams are just hallucination and nightmare
What do you dream about?
Some people dream every night
While the others dream once a while
Do you dream straight or opposite?
To dream straight is to see a vision
To dream straight is to have a revelation
Is your dream good, bad or frightening?
Has your dream ever come true?
Do you day-dream or dream while you sleep?
What do you really dream about?
Politicians dream of winning elections
Students dream of passing exams
Soldiers dream of winning battles
Everybody dreams of promotion on the job
Fishermen dream of catching lots of fishes
Some men see their future wives in a vision
Few women see their future husbands in a dream
Almost everybody dreams of winning the lottery
What do you actually dream about?
Many see their enemies in a dream
Few see their true friends in a vision
Others found solutions to their problems in a dream
Can we live on earth without dreaming?
Your answer is as good as mine
Whatever you may dream about
I hope your good dreams come true

poem by Julius Babarinsa
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Existing As Ideals

Dreams need no corporeality, a
dream fulfilled becomes one-
dimensional reality without
power to draw desire and
passion through us

I love dreams as ideas, romance
as mirage, an image in the mind:
therein lies its power, a vision to
be filed for later use when it fails
to entice

Materialisation shrinks infinite
dimensions of enchanting
vision, I cherish dreams
until threadbare,
I love

Ethereal ideals as Quixotic
schemes fighting windmills:
idea reigns supreme, reality
is but weak reflection of
grand ideals

Lamenting impossibility of love
means we miss the joy of
illusion and dreams
inspirational only
if unexplained

We live life in little routines
while existing as ideals
within a holographic
universe…

poem by Margaret Alice Second
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There is no one like my Lord

His life fills me with such admiration
and His excellence my greatest inspiration.
For He's full of character and distinction
and beautiful beyond description.

He is the only True and Living Word
and the Altogether Lovely One is my Lord.
No one in heaven can remotely compare
to my mighty Saviour or His Glory share.

Majestic and Glorious in His Holiness.
Radiant in the splendour of His Righteousness.
Beautiful beyond human comprehension
is God's One and Only Belovèd Son.

The fairest of all men and most beautiful.
Worthy to be worshipped and adored by all.
Reigning supreme from His heavenly throne
as He claims all the victory for His own.

Without beginning and without any end.
The Son of God and the Sinners Friend.
To bear our sins up Calvary's hill He trod.
this Wonderful Saviour and Mighty God.

The Way, the Truth and the Life is He
Full of Wisdom and Power and Majesty.
The Alpha and Omega and Ancient of days
Whose Glory the whole Universe displays.

He is the King of kings and Lord of lords
and His Power and Might all heaven applauds
Shout it from the mountains and in the towns tell.
In Jesus Christ we see the fullness of God dwell.

poem by Royston
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The things I love with a passion

I rock and roll with passion
I talk out my soul with a passion

I eat good food with passion
I defeat bad mood with a passion

I sleep well with passion
I weep hell with a passion

I dream endlessly with passion
I gleam ceaselessly with a passion

I aim for money with passion
I do the same for honey with a passion

I listen carefully with passion
I glisten dutifully with a passion

I search for fame with passion
I research to blame with a passion

I walk everyday with passion
I talk and play with a passion

I embrace life with passion
I face nightlife with a passion

I laugh out with passion
I chaffe about with a passion

I cook with others with passion
I look at mothers with a passion

I touch gently with passion
I clutch tightly with a passion

I work hard with a passion
I rock mad with a passion

I gear up goals with passion
I stir up roles with a passion

I make friends with passion
I take weekends with a passion

I love kissing with passion
I love teasing with a passion

I make love with passion
I take from above with a passion

If push comes to shove
Label me old fashioned
For these are things I caption
In life with all my passion

poem by Sylvia Chidi
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The Things That Dreams Are Made Of

Living God

Living Stones

Dreams

Power Of Seduction

You're The First, The Last, My Everything

So Others See

He doesn’t love me

A Secret Untold

I Dream, Do You

Do you have dreams?

Winter Storm!

The Reason I Was Born

Dear Ben

The Word Became Flesh

Regret For The Departure Of Friends

What Do You Dream About?

Existing As Ideals

There is no one like my Lord

The things I love with a passion

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