Friday, April 8, 2016

satiny

Satiny
2-16-16

I will fear no evil
O, is this a lie in my mouth
O, my Strength
Hasten to help me
And save me from myself
In satiny and glossy my wattle of fowls
Love will conquer over fear
For ease in the air
In that it's alright to care
O, Lord be not far from me
The Lord is my shepherd
I shall not want
In the midst of the assembly
I will praise You come another Sunday
Weather permitting
Give me another victory
Satinet and resembling wool
All for the wattle
And number of rods and stakes
A circle rhythm bourn your iron will
Keeping time with everyone
Let your heart live forever....





Counting To Ten
2-16-16

Come the ascension of the King of glory
Yet is suspension
So I might tell my story
My fleshly lobe is hanging down
These are words we use to say hello
Bones crack
Curtains draw
Soon I will go there
I praise you God no matter the circumstance
Coming down from my misty mountain
The poor will eat and be satisfied
To lead us on to the Word
That you use to say hello
Anointing the stone at Beth-el
To you Lord I lift up my soul
And hang loose
Count to ten very slowly
And something should transpire
Father, don't leave me on my own
My plea for defense
Guidance and pardon
And for the olive garden
For he has founded it upon the seas....






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