Thursday, November 30, 2017

sphere

Spheres And Cones
8-29-17

Our secret doesn't have a name
And there is nothing more I can do
In cutting of stones and carving of timber
For spheres and cones and pyramids
Lithe and limber
O, can holy mean as well special
Decode these messages and find something of great significance
At this point I consciously choose life
In the year of '01 it was
Every laver has its foot
Give it one hour
God have me to appreciate her
In Aholiab Sabbaths keep
As to make a golden calf
Nothing but the blood of Jesus....




On Exodus 32:28
8-29-17

Getting closer to another checkpoint
Satan, leave us alone and go back to where you came from
In the name of Jesus
Where three thousand fell
And Moses prays
"If thou wilt forgive them
Blot me out of the book of life"
Just hold up because Jesus has got this one
God have me to understand her counsel
Because she is an intercessor
Overwhelmed again by these truths
Played on the strings
May as well accept it
The sun goes down sooner every night
Where we only catch a glimpse of this life
Seemingly to pass us by
O, who is the axe head
In the hymn to the Atman...




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