Lo-Ammi Revisited Again
1-15-17
Got to serve somebody
Need to deserve it my good buddy
God scatters the cities we built
Where wine is spilt
O, Hosea, salvation minor prophet
Bringing a new beginning to the kingdom
With only a half an hour to spare
In that God has no more mercy for those that deny
Who's dead, good God
Only five this time around
For the heist
God gets bigger
And I love my caffeine and sugar
As there it will be said
You are not my people
Where it is said you are the sons of the living God
As horses and horsemen
Where did it come from!
Sitting With Buddha
1-15-17
Praying for laughter during the sermon
Praying that it will be right up my alley
With no such dead end
Shine your light suffering under the law
Quoting such gets the grit in my craw
As the number be as the sand of the sea
And I'm a little bit too blind to see yet
I have mercy on Judah
Even on those whom sit with Buddha
He sits and Jesus walks
Violence in the eyes, girl all through Ethiopia
You are the sons of the living God
Consider Ramathaimzophim
And shine your light on me
And to sacrifice in Shiloh
Where assurances are given
And to the busy intercessions we are driven....
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