On a cold dark starry night, God grabbed a hand full of stars Turned them into a golden chariot To ride across the Milky Way He walks through other worlds Lord, thank you for my blessings, Because, your hands are full of stars
what make thunder and lightning touch the ground when blue sky sings a tune in perfect pitch and harmony taps her tamborine against the gray clouds that crack open like a nest of blue robin eggs
at the last supper where Judas kissed the right cheek of Jesus and promised not to betray him nor give him to the Roman Empire for thirty shekels of gold
the first duty is to thy Lord thy word is thy bond thy word is thy sword lord giveth me strong amour to protect me from harm and i shall giveth thee gladly good service from your faithful and everlasting humble servant
what wooden boat appear be lost in the sea of Galilee where twelve disciples of christ venture out with their wooden oars express their faith being tested i am sure what are we afraid of o Lord to walk upon the water whispered the shores we come to Jesus but do not let us fall
miss ruby miss ruby why are you wearing that same old red dress ruby red slippers and that lemon chiffon hat in the middle of July are you going to church girl you got them cows mooing again
Lord let me become proficient in my craft and do good works and do good deeds thus spread joy and happiness towards mankind let faith carry me towards the sweet shores of heaven where my heart sing out to thee and be glad in it thus meditate in the power and the glory of His sacred word through faithfulness through forgiveness receive his mercy and be a faithful servant thus be proficient in my craft
a poet is to live a poem that he writes thus he lights the way be it by candlelight may to measure the acts of mankind and i say he gives voice unto this world through paper and pen only because a poet lives each moment a poem within
God maketh man who breathed life clapped His hands uplifted the heavens and the earth maketh the light run away from the darkness and separated the waters from the air thus the word of God made it so his footprint everywhere maketh the mountains grow the valley's low the power and the majesty Lord we know and we give thee all the grace and the glory yes He maketh so
life and death bookends of each other both sit upon the shelve giminii twins old friends through thick and thin only one doorway to exit their worlds only one shall get in
rotten meat dwells in the belly of slave ships the trade of human cargo the taste of black gold among the slavers for a profit and blinded by the love of money and the price we pay
oh lord how i remember it so well the first time that she smiled we both drink from the enchanted well oh love for the very first time when i saw stars in her eyes
the soul of Egypt be written in the stones and the words carved out the acr of history alone that flows through the the spiritual Nile River Valley and the words be written in the stones
words breathe in and out we live or die words shout it out we reason why then words even multiply but most of all through languistic evolution words have developed a backbone of their own to stand up and we walk upright and straight