En.Citatepedia^®.ro

Voice Of Harold

Reverend bill funderburk sings he cared that much for me;
Charles surratt introduces his own composition on calvary for me;
the joy of knowing jesus is a song of pure delight featuring john barbee;
The pure tenor quality of the voice of harold montgomery
Gives a special interpretation to the grand old hymn the old rugged cross;
Chill bumps appear and I am frozen in the web they weave as they reveal their
Innermost selves with the outpouring of their hearts...
On and on the songs roll and soon you are caught up
In the sermon in each rendition as you come to feel
The devotion and dedication that is poured forth.
Suddenly, you know they are real, they mean it!
let your light so shine...
Could not be more aptly applied
As there shines a light from heaven on your heart
Through their singing. as an artist, rhonda montgomery
Exemplifies piano artistry. thats rhonda! an artist!
This album can be the instrument to mend a broken heart
Or to straighten out your life through the sincere testimony
In the songs of the revelaires. a must!
J. elmo fagg, founder and leader
Of the blue ridge quartet
For 23 years. temple records, lst 390
Planning to make a record?
We are associated with united music world recording studios, inc.,
West columbia, s.c.. the finest sound available anywhere
the joy of knowing jesus,
Produced by joel gentry
Cover/backliner design/reesor
The revelaires, a must.
The revelaires.
A must, in their home.

song performed by by REM
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!

Help Me, Rhonda

Well since she put me down Ive been out doin in my head
Come in late at night and in the mornin I just lay in bed
Well, rhonda you look so fine (look so fine)
And I know it wouldnt take much time
For you to help me rhonda
Help me get her out of my heart
Help me rhonda
Help, help me rhonda
Help me rhonda
Help, help me rhonda
Help me rhonda
Help, help me rhonda
Help me rhonda
Help, help me rhonda
Help me rhonda
Help, help me rhonda
Help me rhonda
Help, help me rhonda
Help me rhonda yeah
Get her out of my heart
She was gonna be my wife
And I was gonna be her man
But she let another guy come between us
And it ruined our plan
Well, rhonda you caught my eye (caught my eye)
And I can give you lotsa reasons why
You gotta help me rhonda
Help me get her out of my heart
Help me rhonda
Help, help me rhonda
Help me rhonda
Help, help me rhonda
Help me rhonda
Help, help me rhonda
Help me rhonda
Help, help me rhonda
Help me rhonda
Help, help me rhonda
Help me rhonda
Help, help me rhonda
Help me rhonda yeah
Get her out of my heart
Help me rhonda
Help, help me rhonda
Help me rhonda
Help, help me rhonda
Help me rhonda
Help, help me rhonda
Help me rhonda
Help, help me rhonda
Help me rhonda
Help, help me rhonda
Help me rhonda
Help, help me rhonda
Help me rhonda yeah
Get her out of my heart
Help me rhonda
Help, help me rhonda
Help me rhonda
Help, help me rhonda
Help me rhonda
Help, help me rhonda
Help me rhonda
Help, help me rhonda

song performed by by Beach Boys
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!

Help Me Rhonda

The beach boys
Well since she put me down I ve been out doin in my head
I come in late at night and in the mornin I just lay in bed
Well, rhonda you look so fine (look so fine)
And I know it wouldnt take much time
For you to help me rhonda, help me get her out of my heart
Help me rhonda. help, help me rhonda
Help me rhonda, help, help me rhonda
Help me rhonda, help, help me rhonda
Help me rhonda, help, help me rhonda
Help me rhonda, help, help me rhonda
Help me rhonda, help, help me rhonda
Help me rhonda yeah, get her out of my heart
She was gonna be my wife, and I was gonna be her man (oh rhonda)
But she let another guy come between us, and it shattered our plans, (oh rhonda)
Well, rhonda you caught my eye (caught my eye)
And I can give you lotsa reasons why
You gotta help me rhonda, help me get her out of my heart
Help me rhonda yeah,get her out of my heart

song performed by by Roy Orbison
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!

Midnight In Montgomery

(alan jackson/don sampson)
Midnight in montgomery, silver eagle, lonely road
I was on my way to mobile for a big new years eve show
I stopped for just a minute to see a friend outside of town
Put my collar up, found his name, and felt the wind die down
Then a drunken man in a cowboy suit took me by surprise
Waering shiny boots, a nudi suit and haunting haunted eyes
He said friend its good to see you, its nice to know you care
Then the wind picked up and he was gone
Was he ever really there
cause its midnight in montgomery
Just hear that whippoorwill
See the stars light up the purple sky
Feel that lonesome chill
When the wind its right, youll hear his songs
Smell whiskey in the air
Midnight in montgomery
Hes always singing there
I climbed back on my eagle, took one last look around
Through red tail lights a shadow moved slow across the ground
Off somewhere a midnight train is slowly passing by
I could hear that whistle moaning
Im so lonesome I could cry
cause its midnight in montgomery
Just hear that whippoorwill
See the stars light up the purple sky
Feel that lonesome chill
When the wind its right, youll hear his songs
Smell whiskey in the air
Midnight in montgomery
Hes always singing there
Hes always singing there
Hanks always singing there

song performed by by Alan Jackson
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!

My Heart Sings

My heart sings.
My heart sings the songs of happiness.
My heart sings the songs of joy.
My heart sings the songs of peace.
My heart sings the songs of the Blues.
My heart sings the songs of the Gospel.
My heart sings the songs of good news.
My heart cries a melody for all to hear.
My heart sings the harmonies of love.
My heart sings a song of beauty
that comes from the Thorne Birds
just before they die.
My heart sings songs to keep me alive.
My heart sings songs for as long as it beats.
My heart sings forever.
My heart sings haluwasa.
My heart sings.

poem by Jennifer Burns
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!

His Pure Love

His pure love
was shown
that day
at calvary.

They didn't,
take away Jesus's
life that day,
He gave it freely.

A crown of thorns
was placed on His head
blood flowed down
His face that day.

He was guilty
of no crime,
only of the
pure love He gave away.

He was mocked
and shamed,
beaten with,
so many stripes.

His face was
so bloody that
day at calvary
He tried to carry,

His cross but so
weak to do it,
Simon Cyrene was,
compelled to bear
His cross.

Jesus came into this
world to show
us His pure love,
now He was to,

really show the
world His pure
love for us, Jesus
was nailed to the,

cross that day
suffering and dying
for the sins of the
world.

Every one thought
they had seen the
last of Jesus, but
3 days later, he arose
from the dead.

After showing Himself
to over 500 people, and
telling His disciples to
spread the gospel,

He was taken up and
a cloud received Him
out of their sight,
and that is what Easter
is all about.

(4-5-07/from parts of the four gospels
and Acts chapter one verse 9)

poem by Jim Foulk
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!

I Write The Songs

Ive been alive forever,
And I wrote the very first song.
I put the words and the melodies together,
I am music,
And I write the songs.
I write the songs that make the whole world sing.
I write the songs of love and special thing s.
I write the songs that make the young girls cry.
I write the songs, I write the songs.
My home lies deep within you,
And Ive got my own place in your sole.
Now, when I look out through your eyes,
Im youg again, even though Im very old.
Chorus
Oh my music makes you dance
And gives your spirit to take a chance,
And I wrote some rock n roll so you can move.
Music fills your heart,
Well, thats a real fine place to start.
Its from me its for you,
Its from you, its from me,
Its a world wide symphony.
Chorus
I am music, and I write the songs.

song performed by by Barry Manilow
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!

Amaranth

ONCE a poet—long ago—
Wrote a song as void of art
As the songs that children know,
And as pure as a child’s heart.
With a sigh he threw it down,
Saying, “This will never shed
Any glory or renown
On my name when I am dead.

“I will sing a lordly song
Men shall hear, when I am gone,
Through the years sound clear and strong
As a golden clarion.”

So this lordly song he sang
That would gain him deathless fame—
When the death-knell o’er him rang
No man even knew its name.

Ay, and when his way he found
To the place of singing souls,
And beheld their bright heads crowned
With song-woven aureoles,

He stood shame-faced in the throng,
For his brow of wreath was bare,
And, alas! his lordly song
Sere had grown in that sweet air;

Then, all sudden, a divine
Light fell on him from afar,
And he felt the child-song shine
On his forehead like a star.

So for ever. Each and all
Songs of passion or of mirth
That are not heart-pure shall fall
As a sky-lark’s—to the earth;

But the soul’s song has no bounds—
Like the voice of Israfel,
From the heaven of heavens it sounds
To the very hell of hell.

poem by Victor James Daley
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!

Grandma Sang A Special

Grandma sang a special in Montgomery
In the church where her youngest preached the word
He turned the tape recorder on and caught it
And still today, my Grandma can be heard

Grandma sang “I know who holds tomorrow”
And she sang it loud for everyone to hear
Today my Grandma’s singing it for Jesus
‘Cause he held a place for her in heaven’s choir

Grandma sang a special in Montgomery
And every time I hear that tape today
If I shut my eyes and listen to it closely
It seems like she is right here in this place

Grandma sang “I know who holds tomorrow”
And she sang it loud for everyone to hear
Today my Grandma’s singing it for Jesus
‘Cause he held a place for her in heaven’s choir

Grandma sings her specials now in heaven
And I’m sure that all who hear her say Amen!
I look forward to the day I’ll be in heaven
And, in person, I’ll hear Grandma sing again

Grandma sang “I know who holds tomorrow”
And I know he holds tomorrow for me too
One day he’ll come back and take me with him
‘Cause he held a place for me in heaven too

Grandma sang “I know who holds tomorrow”
And she sang it loud for everyone to hear
Today my Grandma’s singing it for Jesus
‘Cause he held a place for her in heaven’s choir

Copyright: C R Clark -9/13/08

poem by C.R. Clark
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!

The Holy Cross

O Holy Cross of Jesus Christ!
How must I come to Calvary?
– By giving up world’s pleasures first,
Carrying my own and follow Thee!

O Holy Cross that Christ had borne!
Take me to Heaven’s narrow gate;
Much strife my body does adorn,
My sufferings never abate!

O Holy Cross on which Christ died!
At times, in life I grow weary,
Although in God, I do abide;
With charm all lost, life seems dreary.

O Holy Cross that satan fears;
Then guide me in the way of light;
My stay on earth almost well nears;
Let Truth be always in my sight!

O Holy Cross: eternal sign;
In Jesus Christ, I trust my soul;
In Maker’s Feast, I wish to dine:
My only aim and earthly goal!
O Holy Cross that saves mankind;
Show me the dress of grace to don;
For only pure a heart and mind
Can see the face of God’s one Son!

poem by John Celes
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!

The Music Comes And Goes

by: Tripp

the soothing sounds of a piano to a guitar the sounds they make
the feeling It brings when the piano sings playing the strings of a guitar
the times come and goes as the music grows

in the heart of those who play
thinking of that one thing that brings epiphany to that instrument you play
as you hold and take care playing with hopes and dreams the music slips through
and sings

i can't get enough of what it does to me
when i hear that sound that voice

the music she brings to my heart when I'm with her
her voice is the epiphany to my heart
holding on to her the music keeps playing

my heart keeps beating as the music plays
i keep dreaming dreaming holding on hoping this song will never end
dreaming to fall in love with this instrument forever

she is my instrument

poem by Preston Trip
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!

Mary-Jess (Singer)

A remarkable singer, by the name of Mary-Jess,
Stands on stage, in a gorgeous, flowing dress.
She opens her mouth and her singing is sweet.
To hear her sing her songs live is truly a treat.

She waves her arms as though she’s freely floating.
She’s a new artiste who’s definitely worth noting.
About her, the critics have only good things to say,
And it’s already clear that she’s going to go a long way.

Her music sounds distinctly oriental,
But her interpretation of it is pure and gentle.
Charmingly pretty with a fresh-faced complexion,
With an audience, she’s able to make a real connection.

With her new album just released,
Her popularity has greatly increased.
To be a singer, has always been her dream,
But her journey hasn’t been as easy as it seems.

She oozes such elegance and style,
And possesses a very radiant smile.
In her dress, she resembles a beautiful princess.
Wisdom beyond her years, she does possess.

This young singer, at only twenty one,
Is amazed to think how far she’s come.
She’s come a long way in such little time,
And now she’s definitely ready to shine.

Her music is beautiful and a tad exotic.
Listening to her sing is almost hypnotic,
The emotions in her songs mix and swirl.
So endearing is this gentle and charming girl.

Her voice soars up to an all time high.
Inside, her spirit and soul upwardly fly.
Her journey to fame has been a real whirlwind.
On reaching the top, she has her hopes pinned.

There are different colours and tones to her voice.
In what she sings, she gets a personal choice.
Her songs are full of feeling and inspiration.
She’s already the new singing sensation.

The songs of this pretty brunette,
Are ones which you won’t forget.
She softly closes her smoky looking eyes,
As the song ends and the music gently dies.

poem by Angela Wybrow
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!

Body Violin Voices Sing In Heaven

flesh is but an instrument of thy will
normally in form case left unplayed
musicians free so choose instruments
to suit a mood styles orchestra played

not so is music of spheres found in heaven
music spontaneous bursts forth instant glee
everywhere souls in bliss sing souls hymns
music in rainbow sound stirs vibrant heaven

melody times solo compositions heart writ
played to honour master composers purpose
notes crystal pure music songs angels voice
who in hosts listen worship serve God praise

in heaven all creation sings in praise of God
in every voice form style tone heart rhythm
millions individualistic praise as souls may
yet all voice song tune unique worships God

all in heaven are body violin to trumpet songs
all in heaven sing in all voices unique creation
styles differ as snowflakes do soul heart longs
worship in love one true creator of all creation

poem by Terence George Craddock
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!

Songs of Praise the Angels Sang

Songs of praise the angels sang,
Heav’n with alleluias rang,
When creation was begun,
When God spoke and it was done.

Songs of praise awoke the morn
When the Prince of Peace was born;
Songs of praise arose when He
Captive led Captivity.

Heav’n and earth must pass away!
Songs of praise shall crown that day!
God will make new heav’ns and earth;
Songs of praise shall hail their birth.

And can man alone be dumb,
Till that glorious kingdom come?
No: the church delights to raise
Psalms, and hymns, and songs of praise.

Saints below, with heart and voice,
Still in songs of praise rejoice,
Learning here, by faith and love,
Songs of praise to sing above.

Borne upon their latest breath,
Songs of praise shall conquer death;
Then amidst eternal joy,
Songs of praise their powers employ.

Hymns of glory, songs of praise,
Father, unto Thee we raise;
Jesus, glory unto Thee,
With the Spirit, ever be.

poem by James Montgomery
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!

That Old Rugged Cross

That cross so simple in design, spans throughout all of time.
As simple as that cross may be, it reaches well into eternity.
A wooden beam upon a tree, lifted high on Mount Calvary.
For all the saints of the past, it capped a hope that will last.
As that hope they waited for, was fulfilled through our Lord.

For the saints of latter years, it would conquer all our fears,
As death was swallowed in victory, on that cross at Calvary.
Today the cross of Jesus Christ, can grant victory to any life.
From that single horrific place, God began this age of Grace.
While many were dismayed, the Love of God was displayed.

By God, Christ was shunned, as wrath was sent on His Son.
Wrath meant for you and me, which was poured at Calvary.
God’s own Son bearing disgrace; a sinless lamb in our place.
In agony Christ was seized, until God’s anger was appeased,
As Christ paid the ultimate price, becoming for all a sacrifice.

He died and bled on the cross, washing away our sinful dross.
The sinless man bearing the cost, to bring to God, sinners lost.
And all who come to Jesus Christ, by the cross gain New Life,
As that bloody cross of Calvary, leads all men towards Eternity.
That rugged, yet simple design, has truly stood the test of time.

(Copyright ©04/2006)

poem by Bob Gotti
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!

I Believe In Jesus

Ran into mother mary down on line
Street in l.a.
She was preaching the gospel
She was singing how jesus saves
When a crowd of passing tourists
Looked to see what they could see
You know before they know it she had
Them all down on their knees
I believe in jesus you know I know him
Oh so well
And Im going to heaven by and by
cause I already been through hell
I believe in jesus, in jesus, in jesus
I believe in jesus, in jesus
So onward christian soldiers still
Marching as to war
With the cross of jesus just going on before
Now jesus was a little lamb, his fleece
Was white as snow
And every where that jesus went
This lamb is sure to go
Well I believe in jesus you know I know him
Oh so well
And Im going to heaven by and by
cause I saved my soul from going to hell
I believe in jesus, in jesus, in jesus
I believe in jesus, in jesus
Look at the sheep cause theyre
Running fast
They wanna make it through the gates
At last
So onward christian soldiers still
Marching as to war
With the cross of jesus just going on before
I believe in jesus, in jesus
I believe in jesus, in jesus.....

song performed by by Donna Summer
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!

The Light of Love

The light of love rests upon my face
And from within...has set me free
Love's created my... happy heart
And of hopes...of things...I'll be

The light of love abides... within...
My soul now like child
Starts my broken heart...to blossoming
With warmth....and radaince...mild

Today I have purpose...By loves
rare light...I feel
Pure love...loves pure light to
My soul... it revealed

My family...let loves light devine
Shine on us...I say...
Touch our hearts...and eyes...
That all may see
Love on us...Love...convey

Now this... my only mission is... sacrad
To send loves message far
The light of love...is my heart
Love... my guiding star

I tell my family and.... well.... well... they never listen, to these words
That only true love can say
For only true love can convey

So...If you love someone
Then... follow that heart
For when love is real and true
From love you'll never depart
For only pure love can
Fix the man with broken heart

poem by Clyde Bryson
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!

Purity

Life of my life, I shall ever try to keep my body pure, knowing
that thy living touch is upon all my limbs.

I shall ever try to keep all untruths out from my thoughts, knowing
that thou art that truth which has kindled the light of reason in my mind.

I shall ever try to drive all evils away from my heart and keep my
love in flower, knowing that thou hast thy seat in the inmost shrine of my heart.

And it shall be my endeavour to reveal thee in my actions, knowing it
is thy power gives me strength to act.

poem by Rabindranath Tagore
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!

IV

Life of my life, I shall ever try to keep my body pure, knowing that
thy living touch is upon all my limbs.
I shall ever try to keep all untruths out from my thoughts,
knowing that thou art that truth which has kindled the light of reason
in my mind.
I shall ever try to drive all evils away from my heart and keep my
love in flower, knowing that thou hast thy seat in the inmost shrine
of my heart.
And it shall be my endeavour to reveal thee in my actions,
knowing it is thy power gives me strength to act.

poem by Rabindranath Tagore from Gitanjali (1912)
Submitted by Silvia Velea
Vote! | Copy! | In Romanian

Heaven Is 10 Zillion Light Years Away

They say that heaven is 10 zillion light years away
And just the pure at heart will walk her righteous streets someday
They say that heaven is 10 zillion light years away
But if there is a god, we need him now
Where is your god
Thats what my friends ask me
And I say its taken him so long
cause weve got so far to come...
Tell me people
Why cant they say that hate is 10 zillion light years away
Why cant the light of good shine gods love in every soul
Why must my color black make me a lesser man
I thought this world was made for every man
He loves us all, thats what my God tells me
And I say its taken him so long
cause weve got so far to come...
But in my heart I can feel it, yeah,
Feel his spirit wow oh woo...
Feel it, yeah, feel his spirit...
I... cant say that heaven is 10 zillion light years away
But if so let all be pure at heart
Just to walk her righteous streets I pray
Let gods love shine within to save our evil souls
For those who dont believe will never see the light
Where is my God - he lives inside of me
And I say its taken him so long
cause weve got so far to come...
No people, where is your god?
Inside please let him be
And I say its taken him so long
cause weve got so far to come...
But if you open your heart you can feel it yeah yeah
Feel his spirit, yeah
Feel it, feel his spirit, wow oh wow...
Feel it, you can feel his spirit
I opened my heart one morning and
I sho nuff could feel it yeah yeah
Feel his spirit yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
You can feel it, yeah, feel his spirit
You can feel it, yeah, feel his spirit

song performed by by Stevie Wonder
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!

Father of light, and life, and love!

Father of light, and life, and love!
Thyself to us reveal;
As saints below, and saints above,
Thy sacred presence feel.

Not with the eye of mortal sense
By angels round the throne,
Or happy souls departed hence,
Art Thou in glory known.

No sun by day, no moon by night
For this our spirits need;
Who walk by faith, and not by sight,
They feel Thee nigh indeed.

Light in thy light the blind may see,
No more by sin estranged;
Light in the Lord, so let us be
Into thine image changed.

Since Thou Thyself dost still display
Unto the pure in heart,
O make us children of the day
To know Thee as Thou art.

For Thou art light and life and love;
And thy redeemed below
May see Thee as thy saints above,
And know Thee as they know.

poem by James Montgomery
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!