Now Turn
2-16-16
Turn yourself to me
And have mercy by the power of the written word
It works better when I surrender
No longer falsifying these balances of deceit
Hear this ye that swallow up the needy
I'm ready to pluck and bring it forth
And tomorrow with good luck go north
Pardon mine iniquity for it is great
But I will not let it lead me to hate
As so the humble He teaches His way
Someway unforgiven
Time will wait for you
Who may stand in his holy place
Vindicate me O, Lord
And have me to know grace
I will wait for you.....
To Pluck And Bring Forth
2-16-16
Good news
It's supposed to get warmer
And the walls of snow will thaw
As my bird calls and I prefer my steak raw
Instead of the thorn so comes up the figs
To You, O Lord I lift up my soul
To pluck and to bring forth
The humble he guides in justice
I am desolate and afflicted
Instead of the brier will come up the myrtle
In will be for an everlasting sign
Slow like the turtle
Vindicate me, O Lord
My heart is a drum keeping time for everyone
Tell all of your wondrous works
If it wasn't for you
I would have lost it a long time ago
Day after day it's turning around
He never forgets any of our works
Lord, where are you now
As far as I'm concerned
It may as well be over with....
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