When the church all says amen
And when the people pray, then
The Lord God, from heaven, will hear
He will bring comfort and dry every tear
Our hearts and our lands begin to heal
And we shall see God's face revealed
When we stand with our brothers and sisters in faith
Together, we can make this a better, happier place
We cannot be timid; we can't afford to stay silent
While wars rage on and life becomes more violent
All it takes for evil to win is for good not to take action
How about we deprive Satan of that satisfaction
Values are shifting and new opinions are learned
Tradition being tossed out, old truths are being spurned
No more do we have the blind leading the blind
When we act as one body, one spirit, on mind
With one voice we will proudly profess
The faith that we believe; the faith that we confess
Prayer and action, faith and works, putting love into practice
Speaking out in the desert like John the Baptist
The world may call us things like Jesus Freak
We may as well be speaking in Greek
So, maybe they won't listen to what we have to say
But they watch our actions and the message we convey
Call upon the Lord, and glory in your suffering
For, in Him, our hope eternally springs
Lord, bring the church through this cleansing fire
That we, your bride, would fulfill your heart's desire
Deliver us Oh Lord, from the pride by which we fall
Deliver us Oh Lord, when we are up against the wall
Deliver us Oh Lord, from the sin with which we shackle
Our feet and hands. Our obstacles, Lord, help us tackle
Free us so we may dance with you in sweet surrender
Open our eyes to see through the disguise of the wily pretender
Let the light of your love shine in our lives
For, not all is lost while love and hope alone survives

Don’t just say it with words,
Convey it with your wishful thinking,
Say it with your glistening smile,
Carry it with your pouring tears,
Speak it in the delicate language of flowers.


Don’t just say it with words,
Express it with the tenderness of your heart!
Deliver it through a helping hand,
Whisper it in the murmur of your prayer,
Declare it with the language that is unspoken!

Hussein Dekmak

All is dark except I see
These extended arms in front of me
They are waving, trembling
I barely have the sight to see
These open hands in front of me
They are reaching, searching
I hardly have the light to see
These stretching fingers in front of me
They are straining, grasping

As I watch, how strangely familiar I find
These arms, these hands, these fingers
What could fill them
That would still them?
As I look, I realize that they’re mine
these arms, these hands, these fingers
What could hold them
That would console them?

In this darkness, am I the only one who sees
The struggle in front of me?
It is desperate, helpless

All is numb except I feel
This empty space inside of me
It is widening, deepening
I only have the sense to feel
This growing hunger inside of me
It is pressing, aching
My nerves are acute just to feel
This enduring famine inside of me
It is agonizing, deadly

This pain worsens with the sight of
These arms, these hands, these fingers
What would occupy them
That would satisfy them?
I am feeling exhausted by the fight of
These arms, these hands, these fingers
What could nourish me
That would flourish me

In this void, am I the only one aware
Of the pain inside of me?
I am in anguish, pleading

Through the darkness, I finally see
Two different hands reaching out to me
They are calloused, scarred
Closing this void, I begin to feel
Such merciful love consuming me
It is boundless, overflowing
I find new life the moment I take
These hands that defeated death for me
It is abundant, eternal

The fullest joy He freely offers with
His arms, His hands, His fingers
His love fills me
Peace stills me
His gentleness holds me
Grace consoles me
To this joy I’ll always cling with
My arms, my hands, my fingers
His presence occupies me
Truth satisfies me
His word nourishes me
Hope flourishes me

In those depths, why was I so unaware
Of Him standing right in front of me
He is my stronghold, Deliverer

By Arcassin Burnham

I fell in love with your ignorance,
It didn't show cause you were heaven sent,
I started aiming for the craziness,
Then took a trip back to my consciousness,
I fell in love with a your innocence,
Theres nothing crazy about deliverance,
I push your buttons cause I care with bliss,
I was use to whatever heaven sent,

Staring at the cold ground with sore eyes and leaky
Sockets,
Laying at corners of my head that's dripping from
My pockets,
I don't have a lot of money to buy some fancy
Concoction,
But to impress you just to caress you is not an option,
So I walk through these blue lights,
The subject I can no longer bite,
Hanging out on the cold winter night with a box
Of menthols and the devil cries,
the evening is certainly quite,
A sight to see up in the night sky,
But tonight this love can not die,
And this is the reason why I said...
I fell in love with your ignorance,
It didn't show cause you we're heaven sent,
I started aiming for the craziness,
Then took a trip back to my consciousness,
I fell in love with a your innocence,
Theres nothing crazy about deliverance,
I push your buttons cause I care with bliss,
I was use to whatever heaven sent,
Whatever heaven sent.

Take it into your sacred place
Where nothing brings you down.
Search your heart for what is real
Don’t listen to the gossip in your town.

Leave the fakes alone,
Let them take themselves out.
If you lose money in a deal,
Walking away is what it’s all about.

Free your mind from illness and debris
Thank your God for being alive today
Take a step in the right direction
And get out of your own way.

To my dear friend
I wanted to say that I miss you
I wanted to say that the rain feels colder without you
I wanted to say that life truly isn’t the same
I wanted to say that I just can’t find the beauty in small things anymore

But I can
And maybe life isn’t the same, but when is it ever?
And the rain is still rain  
And I don’t think I actually do miss you.

I wanted to say so much
I wanted to show much more
I wanted to fight for you
Die for you,
But how can I do that when I’m already dead?
And everything is ****
Because I expected more from myself
But when do I ever deliver?
Can I even deliver?

To my friend
I’m sorry.