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Account 4-14-14 Apostle Paul kept on trucking up to Buffalo Like a modern day Samaria God forbids that we should even need To pass on through again in like manner Ye might learn when you swallow the pride By which cometh contention Where no one today has apostolic authority Yeah, Apostle Paul kept on trucking up to Judah Let a man so account of us Even when we steal quotes from Buddha Apostle Paul kept on trucking Where we have this illumination On the already given of that which is written.... Only By Pride Cometh Contention 4-14-14 I was hanging onto yesterday And now my only way is through In capturing the magic moment of a brighter hue Staying in the now by and by As Apollos doth water And Cephas builds upon the foundation Both on the same team As such an irony is that now we are rich and reign as kings Trying to locate my Guiness shirt As we are to glorify God in our gift And not of ourselves As boasting is excluded Where pride is our worst sin From which cometh contention O, who made you to differ And what hast thou that you did not receive.... On Psalm 9:1 4-14-14 I will praise thee O Lord With my whole heart Even when my eye seems double And my body full of darkness I will praise thee by these floodgates of new blessing You cannot lose your salvation But you can lose your bible The waters hath overwhelmed us As steam rolls over our souls Blessed be the Lord I will praise thee with my whole heart You are not the God of the dead but of the living I will praise thee with my whole heart For I am still searching Our help is in the name of the Lord Who hast made the heaven and the earth.... I Am Habit 4-14-14 I'm a devil or a darling Yeah, I am habit As the sparrow is not frightened Until caught in the snare of the fowler As God will use such an addiction As rebellion can lead you to the prowler As there is a reason why God has me alone Where the older birds try to warn the younger In need to walk with God and read his book to yet escape I'm a devil or a darling I am habit Where it's not the high life But the low life That is the key to the narrow way Today..... Plunger 4-14-14 When the valley plunges deeper Sweet dreams are inherited by the sleeper I plan to get my rest tonight And to fear not the reaper On my way to victory Beneath the cleansing flood Yet to hunger and thirst Being buffeted, naked and having no dwelling place Yeah, Paul was a son of a gun But yet under God's love and grace Yeah, I'm a poet, I'm worthwhile I am the apple of God's eye In no need to lie When the valley plunges deeper Yes he has plunged me Where the first step down Is one's thinking to have but arrived.... Shadow And Type 4-14-14 Some Christians think that they have reached maturity Too confident So God brings them down As such power doth come by purity And I have hopes to head back into town To be there as a witness And catch my sunshine and log on To that which is written out longhand Soon to play my ninety-six archive To test again the sound system Some Christians suppose to be as fruit ripe Let the sun never blind your eyes According to the shadow and its type Now ye are full, now ye are rich Now you are citizens Now you are.... Spectacle 4-14-14 We are made a spectacle to the earth As the offscouring of the world We as apostles are counted as last Let me sleep so my teeth won't grind Touch O, my heart and heal my mind O, Lord deliver me from my own kind Ye are now full Yeah, you are now rich Turning over my lucky cigarette So I can make my wish According to the cat that doth capture her fish We are made as the spectacle And Jesus is our standard On another wasteful Monday afternoon I rock on to the purple hues of sound enthralling.... Last 4-14-14 Set forth last like nobodies They think that they're kings but who are they Of whom the herald angel sings Like slaves that in a gladiator game face up to lions They and their poems will do the trick As the coffee tomorrow is muddy and thick Willing to play the big shot In the theatre of pleasure and pain Sending forth apostles last unto death By which we know our gain As such servants and soldiers of the cross Yeah, we are last As soon on whole wheat and sweet potato I break my fast....