Parading through Jerus'lem's holy way
Two criminals and one redeemer king
Struggled through the horde, indignant fray
To hill of Skulls, their judgment for to bring.
The sand burned coarse as fire on bloodied skin,
As holy muscles strained to lift the tree,
But ev'n more weight added from our sin,
Upon the shoulders of the precious He. But as they reached pained blessed Calvary's peak,
And air eluded His life-giving lungs,
He lost his life with one great final shriek,
And perm'nent placed his name on watcher's tongues.
He drank the cup of wrath, and tore the veil,
So forever we'd delight in Good Friday's tale.

Can't cuss on the bus we must trust in Jesus to get us through without a single bruise used as a tool to fuel the fire Lord take us higher cause we are on fire never to retire or expire Your our preservative our lives we give on this trip we flip the script to show that we're hip to the games but don't feel any shame in this game of fame because we have no names we are just representers presenters of the good news a few dudes on a mission of submission to listen to what to speak and hope that nothing else leaks out of the spout of our mouth give us now our daily bread fill our heads hearts and souls I know You'll show Your face in this place that we're going thisflowing You're  bestowing is growing on me and one day I'll see a little tiny pieace of a feast called glory! ^-^

Here's the interpretation of gospel rap
Sent through the lens of this lad's perspective
Not as fast as the next kid, but not slow either
I find myself balanced but I have my flaws

Most genius's have motivation, you hit the head on the head
I think my problem is self respect
Always trying to prove, always trying to get
The realization is, the present is
What more do we need than this

We are all like deformed seraphs
With seven wings that flight death.
We conceive filthy cherubs in swamps,
That dwell in the eden of our own making.

We have inherited muck from our fathers,
Passed on as glorified heirlooms;
And like fools we are, we proudly raise
That useless dirt we crawled out from.

In an effort to save our decadent ways;
We put our own blood over our doors,
And don our fig leaves that wither
As ******* sons and daughters of the earth.

Like heretic church curators we are,
We gather choirs that sing hymns of lies,
As its melody echoes in a swift pace
To defile the hearts of the innocent.

Truth and Beauty, do we even know?
Our own replica of it, we create.
We liken it to things that poison and ****,
And celebrate upon ruins of graveyards.

We have taken Death’s sickle,
And used it to tear the Book of Life.
We sleep in the mount of skulls and bones,
Where our castle of agony lies.

We dwell in the place of worms,
We have built a throne of flesh,
We have dined on decayed carcass,
And drank sulfur for wine.

We have fed our children to the wolves,
As the blood of our people
Seep in the soil of the earth,
And flow in the waves of the seas.

We have crept like marauders
Under the beds of our neighbors,
To slit their throats in their sleep;
So that we may bathe in their blood.

For we all desire to be drenched in blood,
To be covered in its velvet cloak.
Not knowing, that the blood we seek all along,
*Is the cleansing blood that Christ gives.

Dearly Beloved in Christ

     Greetings to you in the most powerful name of our lord and savior
Jesus Christ. I am glad to write this loving letter to talk to you
today. We are glad to see your works on the website. I am also thank
Lord for giving us a great communication to share on another. Before
introducing me, we are assuring our continued prayers for your
ministry and for your dear family in all our prayers and you please do
pray for us and for our ministry in India. My name is Mrs. Jayamma, am
38 my husband's name John Victor aged 40. We have been preaching the
gospel and planting churches in 10 agency villages. we win thousands
of souls into the Kingdom of Heaven through your powerful and
spiritually filled messages.
India is a pagan country bounded by 330 million pagan Gods and there
are 880,000 villages in India where people still do not know Jesus.
Our goal is to plant churches in such areas and we as a team go over
there preach the gospel and stay over there and see that a church is
planted over there and leave a new Pastor over the work. All of our
villagers are agricultural laborers. They are very poor. We are
working for the Lord among them.       Apart from this we do have
children home with 30 abandoned children. And Old age mother’s home
with 10 ladies. We save these children and old mothers to win them for
Christ. We are accommodating them in a rented building and we are
praying for our own ministry campus. Please do encourage us and do
help these children if you are inspired  by the spirit of  Lord. The
name of our orphanage and old aged mother home is Jaya Charitable
Home. If you need more information regarding this project, we shall
send to your hon our. We really encourage you to pray and visit our
orphans and help as the Lord leads you to do so.         Our daughter
is padmaja. Our son is Lewis Kumar. They are supporting our work here.
My husband is a village doctor (First Aid) He got permission from the
government to do first Aid treatment. I work tailoring and embroidery.
I give my tithe to support to arrange good food for them, giving good
India dress (Saree blouse) they will pray for our ministry. We do also
support the widows in the church with a small monthly support and
there are so many widows who desperately need help. (James 1:27).
Please do pray for the needs of our ministry and also we are
requesting you to please visit India so that you will know that we are
a genuine ministry. If you need any references if you cannot come, we
can give you and you can contact them.
But our heartfelt invitation is for you to visit us as a team or your
family; we would be really excited in meeting you and hearing your
powerful messages. Please let us know of your schedule and please
inform our ministry activities in whatever way you can help us, or
encourage us to your churches, friends, relatives, crusade speakers
who are interested in helping with the work of Lord in India. If Lord
leads you we are wishing to conduct a big International Crusade with
your team.
Our letter is not to solicit you for funding all of our activities,
but we are only telling you of our activities and if you are only led
by the Lord, we ask you to encourage us and guide us and support us
and visit us and give your valuable suggestions and also pray for us
as God answers our prayers and fulfill our needs..
We close our letter with love and greetings and hugs to you. If you
need more information please do email us or you postal address.
Love to hear from you good news.

Yours Indian Sister
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   Ch.Jayamma
    Parampeta (post) -534447
    Jangareddygudem (Mandel)

West  Godawari District, A.P., S. India

If my heart has grown cold
There Your love will unfold
As You open my eyes to the work of Your hand
When I’m blind to my way
There Your Spirit will pray
As You open my eyes to the work of Your hand
As You open my eyes to the work of Your hand


Oceans will part nations come
At the whisper of Your call
Hope will rise glory shown
In my life Your will be done


Present suffering may pass
Lord Your mercy will last
As You open my eyes to the work of Your hand
And my heart will find praise
I’ll delight in Your way
As You open my eyes to the work of Your hand
As You open my eyes to the work of Your hand