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be washed away

(with spoken word inserts
by soulsurvivor)

When I die don't cry for me
In my Father's arms I'll be
The wounds this world
left on my soul
Will all be healed and I'll be whole
Sun and moon will be replaced
By the light of Jesus Face
And I will not be ashamed
For my Savior knows my name.

- chorus -
It don't matter where you bury me
I'll be Home and I'll be FREE
It don't matter where I lay
All my tears be washed away

SS insert -
Persecution I'll expect.
It's not surprising. Folks reject.
Still I LOVE my Lord so dear
I'll forgive and have no fear
Faced with evil on all sides
In the Lord I will abide
No force of hell can remove Thee
It don't matter where you bury me

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Gold and silver blind the eye
Temporary riches lie
Come and eat from heaven's store
Come and drink and thirst no more
So weep not for me my friend
When my time below does end
For my life belongs to Him
Who will raise the dead again

- chorus -

SS insert -
I will pass. That much is clear.
I'll leave my tabernacle here
Life is short, the time doth fly
So I'll go to kiss the sky
Then I'll know all mysteries
It don't matter where you bury me


A song written by Julie Miller
Performed by Emmy Lou Harris
and Selah (this version is below)
With inserts by SoulSurvivor
http://youtu.be/SW_3kHHvk8M

I feel SO blessed to know the Lord Jesus Christ. I have reposted this song as I believe it to be a VERY important message.

I don't doubt that the Lord waits for those who are faithful. He delivers them out of their troubles. You don't have to die for this to happen either. If you are redeemed by His blood you've had a transfusion and are HIS CHILD. If you think your earthly dad was protective he was NOTHIN' compared to GOD!

Sorry I have not been able to read much. Or respond to comments. I have elderly parents to care for. And every time I go to get on site I get the "bad gateway"!!! Are you all experiencing this as well???
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 Aug 2015 Jen Grimes
taylor
why??
 Aug 2015 Jen Grimes
taylor
because baby you're a landslide
because darling you're a forest fire
because you're posion my dear
after all you've done damage i hear..

because starlet you don't shine
because beau you aren't mine
because honey you aren't for me
after all you aren't my cup of tea..

because sweetie i don't need you
because hon you don't complete me
because i don't believe you baby
after all you've lied compeltely..
Not all that glitters are really Diamond's or Rubies or Gold
Well that truth can be told by an undiscerning miner
who quickly had to learn the difference between what was real
and false and thought he struck it rich
only to discover he could not bank on his claim
He wanted to make a name for himself
instead he was a victim to the glittery deception
of Fool's Gold
Way too often people fall for something
that they mistook to be real
Infatuation gets confused for love
True love takes time to blossom and grow
carefully watered with selfless understanding
respect and caring,  patience and acceptance  
of each others faults
It can bloom with encouragement
and appreciation
and survive time apart
free from jealousy which try's
to corrupt the heart
If you have a true love
hold them close to your heart
Daily tell them what a treasure they are
If you don't, wait patiently
and take your time
remember what the miner learned that not all that glitters
is really gold
You don't want to fall too fast without clearly thinking
and discover that what you really had was
Fools Gold
You can best summarize it that sometimes in life hindsight is 20 20.
 Aug 2015 Jen Grimes
pluto
I wrapped my large arm around the house of the pure and stayed until the morning, reciting the mantra I made up

*If I stay, they will. If I stay, they will
 Aug 2015 Jen Grimes
Maria Imran
like inhaling
rotten ****
bile in your throat
a lump
chest tightening
night frightening
never-ending
agony
messed mosaic
of broken dreams
hopes and wishes
glass shattering
veins smashing
mixing, mixing:
blood and tears
tears and memories
tears and promises.
The problem with my sadness is that I cannot explain it
to anyone.
It is so quiet, so subtle, a reminder in the back of my mind,
a gloominess overlooking all time,
and in its quietness it is unbearable,
unsharable,
a pain all my own.
 Aug 2015 Jen Grimes
Phil Smith
Moonlight in my dizzy shrapnel mindset
Moonlight in the keyboard on my desk
Moonlight in a stunted willow sapling
Moonlight in my heart and in my head

Sunlight on my secret perfect planet
Sunlight on the strings of my guitar
Sunlight on the lake and on the mountains
Sunlight on the lullabies and cars

Lamplight of my ****** windswept habits
Lamplight of my story and my ways
Lamplight of my laughter when I'm happy
Lamplight of the friends I'll see today

Streetlight with my purpose and my passion
Streetlight with my breakfast and dessert
Streetlight with the nature of ambition
Streetlight with the people that I've hurt

Starlight is the last remaining remnant
Starlight is my beaten Converse kicks
Starlight is my Internet connection
Starlight is the love we shared as kids

Darkness, how it feeds upon my daydreams
Darkness, how it snaps my board in half
Darkness, how it hides the whole **** city
Darkness, how it curses as it laughs
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