The Ten Percent Gospel or Malachi Syndrome
Tithe, Tithe, Tithe!
Your money give to God
Tithe, Tithe, Tithe!
Will your God you rob?
Mix LAW and FAITH together
And set a precedent,
Mix LAW and FAITH together
But start at ten percent!
For me to tithe? it's not of faith
It's like - not eating ham,
For me to tithe? it's not of faith
Don't make the gospel a sham!
Give Freely, Freely, Freely
For, in the Christ you are made alive,
Give Freely, Freely, Freely
And make His ROOD your tithe! ! !
'Freely you have received, freely give.'
Matthew 10: 7-16; Acts 4: 36,37
(The tithe in Malachi was food, somewhere along the line it's been changed to money, most likely
by 'money hungry' pastors who see themselves a as type of Levitical Priesthood, and live like
parasites off the sheep, the 34th of Ezekiel says it all.)
poem by Richard Merrell
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The Carcas
A sacrifice after childbirth,
The period of separation;
A suspensive guilt like,
The carcas of an unclean animal.
To be fully cooked,
The meat is roasting over an open fire!
It must be very neat as well.
One person touches an unclean thing,
Another person touches a clean thing;
All in this world to make a choice.
The gleanings of a field,
To reap the harvest;
Olives and grapes,
You may eat its fruits;
But three times in a year you must keep the feast.
He is a stranger,
She is a stranger,
The first tithe is Holy;
Of leaven and honey,
Of peace and love,
Do not eat blood.
To the second tithe of grain,
To the second tithe of wine,
To the second tithe of oil,
Like a daughter of a priest;
Do not eat it raw or boiled,
It must be roasted!
He is poor to pay his debts,
She is poor to pay her debts,
Like a sacrifice after childbirth;
But he is a native of your own country.
Love, peace and care;
She is a native of your own country.
One thing is clean to you and,
Another is unclean to me;
But like life's own choices,
We have to offer a sacrifice after childbirth.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Those who have never entered upon scientific pursuits know not a tithe of the poetry by which they are surrounded.
quote by Herbert Spencer
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Give God Your Best
Build God, a place to worship Him;
He will build your house for you;
Give God, the tithe that’s due to Him;
He will find new shepherds for the flocks!
Give God the best of crop or yield;
He will bountifully bless you;
Place God foremost in earthly life;
He will not forsake nor abandon you.
Carry your cross and follow Christ;
He will make your burden seem light;
Put your trust in God and walk steadfast;
He will lead you heaven-ward.
Pray to God with heart and soul;
He will hear your pleas and cries;
Serve God, keeping His commands;
He will make heaven, your home.
Give God your best and He will do the rest;
Have faith in God and you will never fail the Test!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 7-6-2010
poem by John Celes
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For My Lady
My boat sails stormy seas
Battles oceans filled with tears
At last my ports in view
Now that Ive discovered you
Oh Id give my life so lightly
For my gentle lady
Give it freely and completely
To my lady
As life goes drifting by
Like a breeze shell gently sigh
And slowly bow her head
Then youll hear her softly cry.
Oh Id give my life so lightly
For my gentle lady
Give it freely and completely
To my lady
Words that you say when were alone
Though actions speak louder than words
But all I can say is I love you so
To drive away all my hurt
Oh Id give my life so lightly
For my gentle lady
Give it freely and completely
To my lady
Set sail before the sun
Feel the warmth thats just begun
Share each and every dream
They belong to everyone.
Oh Id give my life so lightly
For my gentle lady
Give it freely and completely
To my lady
song performed by by Moody Blues
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The Debt Unpayable
What have I given,
Bold sailor on the sea?
In earth or heaven,
That you should die for me?
What can I give,
O soldier, leal and brave,
Long as I live,
To pay the life you gave?
What tithe or part
Can I return to thee,
O stricken heart,
That thou shouldst break for me?
The wind of Death
For you has slain life's flowers,
It withereth
(God grant) all weeds in ours.
poem by Francis William Bourdillon
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Cloud Spaces Potential Purchased
heaven is a wide open space
land of potential departure chosen
lifestyle introspection in time
finality of decision flux tithe spoken
poem by Terence George Craddock
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What was freely given to me, I freely give.
quote by Lauryn Hill
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Mother
From the time I was small
I remember you Mom
praying on your knees
in front of Him
who hears every thing
and understands
and past who
nothing ever goes
and how we together
had to sit in church
with respect
and even had to give our cents
as tithe to the Lord.
Mom, your love is
so selfless and unbounded
as if Jesus Himself
marked off the borders
of your humanity
and although the years
past just too quickly
you are in your old age
still my leaning post,
my advisor, my anchor
and my mast
like only the
most wonderful mother
can fit into the heart
of a boy and man.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Money
Money, get away.
Get a good job with good pay and you're okay.
Money, it's a gas.
Grab that cash with both hands and make a stash.
New car, caviar, four star daydream,
Think I'll buy me a football team.
Money, get back.
I'm all right Jack keep your hands off of my stack.
Money, it's a hit.
Don't give me that do goody good bullshit.
I'm in the high-fidelity first class traveling set
And I think I need a Lear jet.
Money, it's a crime.
Share it fairly but don't take a slice of my pie.
Money, so they say
Is the root of all evil today.
But if you ask for a rise it's no surprise that they're
giving none away.
"HuHuh! I was in the right!"
"Yes, absolutely in the right!"
"I certainly was in the right!"
"You was definitely in the right. That geezer was cruising for a
bruising!"
"Yeah!"
"Why does anyone do anything?"
"I don't know, I was really drunk at the time!"
"I was just telling him, he couldn't get into number 2. He was asking
why he wasn't coming up on freely, after I was yelling and
screaming and telling him why he wasn't coming up on freely.
It came as a heavy blow, but we sorted the matter out"
song performed by by Deep Purple, music by Roger Waters from Dark Side Of The Moon (1972)
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The Good Shepherd
Why
assist others
so much
give so freely
of commodity
wisdom?
So painfully gained?
So that others
may
suffer less
though shepherd
suffered
in humanity infinitely
more.
Thou art but an immaterial shield?
Why assist others
so much
give so freely
wisdom
partaking
waters?
Shepherd borne responsibility sacrifice?
So that tormented
tortured flesh
may suffer less
though divine shepherd
suffered endured as did
subsequent numerous
seasons chosen.
Shorn shocked hopeful faithful flocks?
Word of love
from the beginning
proved to be
faith incarnate in flesh
endured sin weight
redeemer of centuries.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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The Q and A Show
Sometimes I ask the Lord in prayers, What's the meaning of life?
I wonder what the Bible says about Man's pain and strife?
Sometimes I think I understand, at other times, I'm lost!
So many doctrines close at hand that followed Pentecost!
One preacher says I should be rich! Like Oliver, ask more!
Then suddenly, another hitch, one preacher says stay poor.
One says to tithe and give a tenth, another says a fifth!
I pray to God, Grant me the strength! The strength that I mite give!
Should I stay single or get wed? If children come, what then?
So many questions in my head and all beyond my ken!
I know... Take one day at a time. No need to know it all.
So much to learn, I know that I'm not likely to recall.
I'm like a sponge absorbing truth, if only someone knew!
If only someone had the proof, perhaps I'd have a clue.
If only Jesus told me stuff! I'd listen all day long.
Then I'd obey the God I love, by learning write from rong.
poem by Denis Martindale
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Our Seasons of Ardent Love
Our seasons of ardent love brings forth all our desire,
Throughout our lives, we live on a loving enchanted isle.
Far beyond, long, amorous nights with our souls set afire,
We bonded as one, remaining forever, for it is our style.
From our first chance meeting to the lives we are sharing,
We have been as one united with each other, inseparably.
We love each other for who we are, and all we are baring,
Not by any wealth can we tithe our love incomparably.
Our love can not be doled out, as money is for a favor,
Nor can our love be judged by where, or how we reside.
Our love for each other is truly the only love we savor,
For our love comes from the depths of our hearts, inside.
We are not just empty shells pretending to be unspoiled,
We are both halves of a love united, and totally fulfilled.
poem by Joe Wocoski
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IF Only We Used Christian Resources
If you can read the Bible
And help others read it, too,
Or quote a sacred Scripture,
To share God's point of view,
Or preach a precious parable,
To give some folks a clue,
Then you are on God's road, my friend,
For these things Christ would do.
If you can paint a portrait,
Or sculpture from cold clay,
Or create a masterpiece
That pianists can play,
Or fashion silver and fine gold,
For crosses, so we pray,
Then you are on God's road, my friend,
Yes, you are on the Way...
If you can write a poem down
That Christians call sublime,
Or decorate a Christmas cake
Before that special time,
Or ring Church bells in unison
And harmonies that chime,
Then you are on God's road, my friend,
As you, to Heaven, climb...
If you, like other Christians, use
Resources God has blessed,
Spread revelations you can spare,
Worldwide - north, south, east, west,
Or open up your bank account
And tithe, your faith to test,
Then you are on God's road, my friend,
Where God's saints do their best!
poem by Denis Martindale
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All Gods People
So all you people give freely
Make welcome inside your homes
Thank God you people give freely
Dont turn your back on the lesson of the lord
All prime ministers and majesty around the world
Open your eyes look, touch and feel
Rule with your heart, live with your conscience
Love, love,
Love, love and be free
Were all gods people
Gotta face up
Better grow up
Gotta stand tall and be strong
Gotta face up
Better grow up
Gotta stand tall and be strong
Gotta face up
Were all gods people
Yeah - yes there was this magic light
I said to myself
Id better go to bed and have an early night
Then i, then i, then I went into a dream
Rule with your heart and live with your conscience
Were all gods people give freely
Make welcome inside your homes
Let us be thankful, hes so incredible
Were all gods people
Were all gods people
Were all gods people
Were all gods people
song performed by by Queen
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The Spirit of Air
Coral and clear emerald,
And amber from the sea,
Lilac-coloured amethyst,
Chalcedony;
The lovely Spirit of Air
Floats on a cloud and doth ride,
Clad in the beauties of earth
Like a bride.
So doth she haunt me; and words
Tell but a tithe of the tale.
Sings all the sweetness of Spring
Even in the nightengale?
Nay, but with echoes she cries
Of the valley of love;
Dews on the thorns of her feet,
And darkness above.
poem by Walter de la Mare
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Men are not allowed to think freely about chemistry and biology: why should they be allowed to think freely about political philosophy?
quote by Auguste Comte
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Grandpa Danie Brand
When at sixteen
he had to survive in the field
many times he was hungry
he was delivered to the sun,
the wind and rain
and at times were half frozen,
but he took shots at Englishmen
(who burned their farm to the ground)
past when his gun barrel
were glowing white-hot
and burnt blisters on his hands
and those blisters
became open wounds
as he kept firing
and as a child
I saw those scars
and he was a man
who served God
and gave his tithe
and took good care of his workers,
but he could not tolerate an Englishman.
Still there’s something of him in me
to stand against
the oppression of my people
until it ends.
[Reference: Second Anglo-Boer war.]
poem by Gert Strydom
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Dumb
Gabriel whispered in mine ear
His archangelic poesie.
How can I write? I only hear
The sobbing murmur of the sea.
Raphael breathed and bade me pass
His rapt evangel to mankind;
I cannot even match, alas!
The ululation of the wind.
The gross grey gods like gargoyles spit
On every poet's holy head;
No mustard-seed of truth or wit
In those curst furrows, quick or dead!
A tithe of what I know would cleanse
The leprosy of earth; and I -
My limits are like other men's.
I must live dumb, and dumb must die!
poem by Aleister Crowley
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Like a Flying Bird
Recovered,
Succeeded,
Exalted,
Abased;
Freely nted is the muse of your love,
But the birds always know where they fly to.
Quietness,
Dwellings,
Resting,
Places;
Freely noted by the works of your act,
But my love to you is like a flying bird.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Holier Than Thou
In the land of demonic praises...
They mask deception well.
Basking in torment and daily heated hell,
They are called to worship from kilns of comfort
To speak in tongues!
To convince those wrung with guilt and anxiety...
They are holier than 'thou'!
Allowing a congregation freshly singed to cool
From a blistering message performed to remind them
Of the instigating presence of Lucifer
In their lives!
IF they do not tithe in 'spirited' devotion
In the name of the Lord and His great sacrifice...
That have kept them out of the bowels of evil!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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