Heroes:
Jesus, Parents, Family, and whole churchOther great song: Farther Along...
Tempted and tried we're oft made to wonder, why it should be thus all the day long, While there are others living about us, never molested tho in the wrong....
When death has come and taken our loved ones, it leaves our heart so lonely and drear. Then do we wonder why others prosper, living so wicked year after year....
Faithful til death said our loving Master, A few more days to labor and wait. Toils of the road will then seem as nothing, as we sweep thru the beautiful gate....
When we see Jesus coming in glory, when he comes from his home in the sky. Then we shall meet Him in that bright mansion, we'll understand it all by and by.....
{Farther along we'll know all about it, Farther along we'll understand why; Cheer up,my brother, live in the sunshine, We'll understand it all by and by}
Another great song: A Mighty Fortress is our God........
Amighty fortress is our God, a bulwark never failing, Our helper he amid the flood, of mortal ills prevailing. For still our ancient foe, doth seek to work us woe; He craft and power are great and armed with cruel hate, on earth is not his equal...... Did we in our own strength confide, our striving would be losing. Were not the right man on our side, the man of God's own choosing. Dost ask who that my be? Christ Jesus it is he, Lord Sabaoth his name, from age to age the same, and he must win the battle............And though his world with devils filled, should threaten to undo us, we will not fear, for God hath willed. His truth to triumph through us, the prince of darkness grim, we tremble not for him. His rage we can endure, for lo his doom is sure, one little word shall fell him...........That word above all earthly powers, no thanks to them abideth, the spirit and the gifts are ours through him who with us sideth, Lets goods and kindred go, this mortal life also, the body they may kill God's truth abideth still, his kingdom is forever..
My Little Brother aka BIGGUMM SHORTS..
Another Great Hymn..... What a friend we have in Jesus.....
What a friend we have in Jesus, all our sins and griefs to bear! What a privilege to carry, everything to God in prayer. Oh what peace we often forfeit, oh, what needless pain we bear, All because we do not carry Everything to God in Pray.....Have we trials and temptations? Is there trouble anywhere? We should never be discouraged, Take it to the Lord in prayer. Can we find a friend so faithful, Who will all our sorrows share? Jesus knows our every weakness, take it to the Lord in prayer.... Are we weak and heavy laden, cumbered with a load of care. Precious savior still our refuge, take it to the Lord in prayer. Do thy friends despise, forsake thee? Take it to the Lord in prayer; in his arms he'll take and shield thee, Thou wilt find a solace there..
Lil bro Chris, Kaity, Lil bro Biggum Shorts, Janielle, and Me Here is another Great Song: O Worship the King.......
O worship the King, all glorious above, and gratefully sing his power and his love, our shield and defender, the ancient of days, pavilioned in splendor and girded with praise....O tell of his might, O sing of his grace, whose robe is the light, whose canopy space, his chariots of wrath the deep thunder clouds form, and dark is his path on the wings of the storm......Thy bountiful care what tongue can recite? it breathes in the air, it shines in the light, it streams from the hills, it descends to the plain, and sweetly distills in the dew and the rain.....Frail children of dust, and feeble as frail, in thee do we trust, nor find thee to fail, thy mercies how tender, how firm to the end, our Maker, Defender, Redeemer and Friend....
Another Great Hymns: Be Still My Soul......................
Be still,my soul the Lord is on thy side, Bear patiently the cross of grief or pain. Leave to thy God to order and provide, in every change he faithful will remain, Be still my soul thy best, thy heavenly Friend, thro' thorny ways leads to a joyful end....Be still, my soul, thy God doth undertake, to guide the future as he has the past, thy hope, thy confidence let nothing shake, all now mysterious shall be bright at last, Be still my soul, the waves and winds still know, his voice who ruled them while he dwelt below...Be still my soul, the hour is hastening on, when we shall before ever with the Lord. When disappointment, grief, and fear are gone, Sorrow, forget, love's purest joys restored. Be still my soul when change and tears are past. All safe and blessed we shall meet at last.
Have Thine Own Way, Lord...................................
Have thine own way, Lord have thine own way; Thou are the Potter, I am the clay, Mold me and make me after thy will, while I am waiting, Yielding and still... Have thy own way Lord, have thy own way, Search me and try me, master today. Whiter than snow, Lord was me just now, as in thy presence Humble I bow....Have thine own way Lord, have thine own way, wounded and weary Help me I pray, power all power surely is Thine, Touch me and heal me Savior divine....Have thine own way Lord, have thine own way, Hold o'er me being Absolute away! Fill with thy Spirit till all shall see, Christ only, always, Living in me!
Amazing Grace..............................................
Amazing Grace!how sweet the sound, that saved a wretch like me! I once was lost, but now am found, Was blind, but now I see.. Twas grace that taught my heart to fear, and grace my fears relieved. How precious did that grace appear, the hour I first believed!..Thro many dangers, toils, and snares, I have already come:Tis grace hath bro't me safe thus far, and grace will lead me home..When we've been there ten thousand years, bright shining as the sun, We've no less days to sing God's praise, Than when we first begun...
LIFT EVERY VOICE AND SING..by James Weldon Johnson..... BLACK NATIONAL ANTHEM......................................
Lift ev'ry voice and sing,Till earth and heaven ring.
Ring with the harmonies of Liberty;Let our rejoicing rise,
High as the list'ning skies,Let it resound loud as the rolling sea.Sing a song full of the faith that the dark past has taught us,Sing a song full of the hope that the present has brought us;Facing the rising sun of our new day begun,Let us march on till victory is won.....Stony the road we trod,Bitter the chast'ning rod,Felt in the days when hope unborn had died;Yet with a steady beat,Have not our weary feet,Come to the place for which our fathers sighed?We have come over a way that with tears has been watered,We have come, treading our path through the blood of the slaughtered,Out from the gloomy past,Till now we stand at last,Where the white gleam of our bright star is cast...God of our weary years,God of our silent tears,
Thou who has brought us thus far on the way;Thou who has by Thy might,Led us into the light,Keep us forever in the path, we pray.Lest our feet stray from the places, our God, where we met Thee,Lest our hearts, drunk with the wine of the world, we forget Thee,Shadowed beneath thy hand,
May we forever stand,True to our God,True to our native land.......(In loving memory of the countless millions of black people that died coming here through the middle passage, and how we still have to fight for our Freedom and never forget the past)...
Come, Thou Fount...........................................
Come, Thou Fount of every blessing, tune my heart to sing thy grace, Streams of mercy, never ceasing, call for songs of loudest praise, Teach me some melodious sonnet, sung by flaming tongues above, Praise the mount I'm fixed upon it, Mount of thy redeeming Love...Here I raise my Ebenezer, hither by Thy help I come, and I hope by Thy good pleasure, safely to arrive at home, Jesus sought when a stranger, wandering from the fold of God; He, to rescue me from danger, interposed his precious blood...O to grace how great a debtor Daily I'm constrained to be! Let Thy goodness, like a fetter bind my wandering heart to Thee: Prone to wander Lord I feel it, Prone to leave the God I love; Here's my heart, O take and seal it, Seal it for Thy courts above...
Praise, My Soul the King of Heaven.........................
Praise my soul, the King of heaven, to his feet thy tribute bring, ransomed, healed, restored, forgiven who, like me, his praise should sing? ALLELUIA! ALLELUIA! Praise the Everlasting King!... Praise Him, for his grace and favor. To our fathers in distress; Praise Him, still the same forever Slow to chide and swift to bless. ALLELUIA!ALLELUIA! Glorious in his faithfulness!... Father like he tends and spares us; Well our feeble frame he Knows, In his hands he gently bears us, rescues us from all our foes. ALLELUIA! ALLELUIA! Widely as his mercy flows.. Angels help us to adore Him, Ye behold him face to face; Sun and moon, bow down before him, dwellers all in time and space, ALLELUIA! ALLELUIA! Praise with us the God of grace!
Great is Thy Faithfulness..................................
Great is Thy faithfulness, O God my Father, there is no shadow of turning with thee. Thou changest not, thy compassions, thy fail not;As thou hast been thou forever wilt be... Summer and winter, springtime and harvest, Sun, moon, and stars in their courses above, Join with all nature in manifold witness, to thy great faithfulness, mercy and love..Pardon for sin and a peace that endureth, Thy own dear presence to cheer and to guide; strength for today and bright hope for tomorrow, Blessing all mine, with ten thousand beside!... Great is thy faithfulness! Great is thy faithfulness! Morning by morning new mercies I see; All I have needed Thy hand hath provided."Great is Thy Faithfulness, Lord unto me".
Now Thank We All Our God...................................
Now thank we all our God, with heart and hands and voices, Who wondrous things hath done, in whom his world rejoices, Who, from our mother's arm, hath blessed us on our way, with countless gifts of love, and still is ours today.... O may this bounteous God, through all our life be near us, With ever joyful hearts, and blessed peace to cheer us; and keep us in his grace, and guide us when perplexed, and free us from all ills, in this world and the next...... All praise and thanks to God, the Father now be given, the Son, and Him who reigns, with them in highest heaven, the one eternal God, whom earth and heaven adore, for thus it was, is now, and shall be evermore...
To God Be the Glory........................................
To God be the glory great things he hath done, so loved he the world that he gave us his Son, who yielded his life an atonement for sin and opened the Life gate that all may go in... O perfect redemption, the purchase of blood! to every believer the promise of God, the vilest offender who truly believes that moment from Jesus a pardon receives.... Great things he hath taught us, great things he hath done, and great our rejoicing thro' Jesus the Son, but purer and higher and greater will be, Our wonder, our transport, when Jesus we see... Praise the Lord, praise the Lord, Let the earth hear his voice, Praise the Lord, Praise the Lord, let the people rejoice! O come the the Father thro' Jesus the Son and give Him the glory great things He hath done...
The Name of Jesus..........................................
The name of Jesus is so sweet, I love His music to repeat, It makes my joys full and complete, the precious name of Jesus.. I love the name of Him whose heart,knows all my griefs and bears apart, Who bids all anxious fears depart, I love the precious name of Jesus.. That name I fondly love to hear, It never fails my heart to cheer, Its music dries the failing tears: Exalt the precious name of Jesus.. No word of man can ever tell, How sweet the name I love so well, Oh, let his praises ever swell, Oh, praise the precious name of Jesus.... Jesus oh how sweet the name! Jesus every day the same, Jesus let all saints proclaim. Its worthy praise forever...
Holy, Holy, Holy...........................................
Holy, Holy, Holy, Lord God Almighty!Early in the morning our song shall raise to Thee, Holy, Holy, Holy, merciful and mighty God in three person blessed trinity!.. Holy, Holy, Holy, All the saints adore Thee, Casting down their golden crowns around the glassy sea; Cherubim and seraphim falling down before thee, who wert, and art, and evermore shalt be..Holy, Holy, Holy! Thro' the darkness hide thee. Thro' the eye of sinful man thy glory many not see. Only thou art holy! there is none beside thee. Perfect, in pow'r, in love, in purity.. Holy, Holy, Holy! Lord God Almighty! All thy works shall praise thy name in earth, and sky, and sea; Holy, Holy, Holy! Merciful and mighty! God in three persons, blessed Trinity!.....
When I survey the Wondrous Cross...........................
When I survey the wondrous cross, on which the Prince of glory died, my richest gain I count but loss, and pour contempt on all my pride...Forbid it Lord, that I should boast, save in the death of Christ my God. All the vain things that charm me most, I sacrifice them to his blood... See from his hand, his hands, his feet, sorrow and love flow mingled down, Did e'er such love and sorrow meet, Or thorns compose so rich a crown? Were the whole realm of nature mine, that were a present far too small; Love so amazing so divine, demands my soul, my life, my all..
The Church's One Foundation................................
The Church's one foundation is Jesus Christ our Lord, She is his new creation by water and the Word, From Heav'n he came and sought her, to be his holy bride, with His own blood he brought her, and for her life He died.... Elect from every nation, yet one o'er all the earth, her charter of salvation, One Lord, One faith, One birth; One holy name she blesses, partakes one holy food, and to one hope she presses with every grace endued... Mid toil and tribuation, and tumult of her war. She waits the consummation of Peace forevermore. Till, with the vision glorious, her longing eyes are blest, and the great church victorious shall be the church at rest... Yet she on earth hath union, with God the Three in One, and mystic sweet communion with those whose rest is won, O happy ones and holy Lord give us grace that we, Like them, the meek and lowly, on high may dwell with Thee...
(A Psalm given to me by my sister n Christ-Antoaneta)
The stone was rolled a wayThe stone was rolled away long, long ago,
and the tomb was empty,
You rose so long ago,
my Lord my God, my Savior,
the hand of the Father
rolled away the stone out of my heart
the moment I believed who You are
and He translated me to be with You in heaven!
The stone is rolled away
and Death lays in the tomb
behind the stone forever.
Glorious day when the Father
gave me to His Son,
the Risen Mighty Savior, Jesus Christ!
O how glorious is the day,
when You spoke to me
and all the fears left.
How can evil thoughts stay in my mind,
when my mind is the mind of God,
caw can evil desires stay in my heart,
my heart of flesh,
how can my eyes desire darkness
when it is not I who live any longer,
but You the Risen Christ in me?
Is it I who makes all things new,
or You my Lord, my Friend?
Can I add one cubit to my stature?
Can I create one cloud
with the words I spoke before I died?
But the Word You gave me Father,
I can give to all You send me to,
and give them Life ,
with Your Word I can open
the eyes of the blind
and they will see Your glory,
with Your Word, I can cast out demons
and heal the sick, and make the cripple walk.
Your Word like elixir to the thirsty soul,
Your Word the greatest manifestation
of the Prince of Peace,
the One who gives Life to the dead,
and saves sinners from their sins!
Awesome Living Word,
outpouring of Life among the nations,
Love embracing the loveless,
the bitter, the hurting.
You are not a religion, nor a ritual,
not a path which leads to a place of death
and certain destruction,
You are the Living God,
the One who came to gather the nations
and bring them to Your holy presence,
so they may know You as their Father,
as their best forever Friend.
Yes, You are God and You are Lord ,
and You are the Lover and the Keeper
of the soul who thirst after righteousness,
and Love and peace, only You can give.
Who is the man who will reject You?
Who is the man who will deny You,
if the stone out of his heart was rolled away,
and instead of Death, Your Holy Spirit came
to abide in him, to show him,
who You are, God?!
Holy, Righteous Father!
Words are not enough to describe the Life
springing forth in my temple,
words are not enough
to describe Your Holy Presence.
Words of mere men, can not change
the hearts of the mortals,
religion, with great wisdom from beneath
and great knowledge of the life of people,
can not revile Your face,
nor can take away the veil
which still remains from Moses time
on the faces of those
who have not believed Your Word.
The Word God sent, and that is
His Son Jesus Christ,
who came not
the nations to dispute among each other
who is greater than the other,
but to see that He humbled Himself
to death, and become of no reputation,
He became one of the least one of us,
and hung on the cross, in front of the eyes
of mere people, who simply love darkness
rather than Light!
Sin is the master of those
who do not want to come to the Light,
because their deeds are evil,
and no flesh can glory
in the presence of Almighty God!
Sin has lost it's power,
and satan was defeated at the cross.
He is risen!
He is risen!
He is risen!
The Lord Jesus Christ is risen
and sited forever at the right hand
of the Father in heaven!
Glorious and pure heavens,
still singing of the day
when Jesus rose!
Glorious and blameless hearts
of the all saints singing along,
with the angels songs,
bowing before You my Lord!
You rose and the hand of the Father
rolled away the stone out of the tomb
where I was dead to You,
because of sin,
but my born again spirit
lives forever with You!
O heavens of my Father,
you are my witnesses,
you saw the dead rise from the tomb
and the new creation
like a little baby cried
for the first time to it's Maker:
"Abba, Father!",
and it was He who placed
those words on my lips.
The sound that came
was pure and divine,
as if Baby Jesus spoke to the Father
and His heart swelled with joy.
O, what were the words
coming from the lips of the One
who called me from death
unto His glorious Life,
what were His thoughts,
when He called me from the dead
and made me His forever,
I do not know...
My words can not serve justice
to the words He spoke,
and I dare not to say what He spoke,
for I was not there,
but I saw the manifestation of the Word
He send to make me His,
to free me,
the Risen Savior
who came with the Father
to make Their home with me.
Sing O heavens,
sing my heart of flesh,
sing my soul,
sing my born from above spirit!
The Risen King rules
among all those who are His,
and they behold His glory,
day and night,
regardless of the color of their skin.
Race and color is nothing,
riches and poverty means nothing also,
because the riches and the poverty
comes from the thoughts of a stony heart,
the visible can be described,
by the thoughts of the carnal mind,
but the heavens of God
can only be beheld,
by the heart of flesh He gives
His own to know Him.
His Word manifess
in us His chosen people,
His Word does what it pleases Him,
the Father, high and lifted up,
sited on His throne forever.
Lamb of God, my Holy Savior,
the One who came and gave Your Life
for all the sinners of the world,
the ones You loved and You saw worthy
of Your Love, and You humbled Yourself
lower all the way to death and hell,
to take the keys of hell and Death
from satan's hand and brake his power!
I sing today, because I am Your redeemed,
I sing today because I know You
as my Everlasting Father and my Friend!
I sing because my heart
embraced the kingdom of God,
the kingdom of God came to earth.
Your will be done in me
and yes it is
and always will be,
because Jesus Christ came
to make me free forever,
for Your glory, my Holy,
Righteous Heavenly Father.
The stone was roiled away
from the tomb and I am risen,
risen with my Savior,
the One who came to save me
from my sins and make me One
with God forever!
The stone was rolled away!Glory!
(A Psalm Song by my friend Antoaneta)
So many come to pray to You O LordSo many come to pray to You O Lord,
so many come to worship You
with song and tithing,
so many bring You gifts
and so many go to do
the works of God, so they think,
without even asking You
what pleases You, my King.
It is like that,
when I have a Birth Day
and people bring me flowers,
but the flowers that they bring at times
the aroma is so strong for a little room
and I have to throw the flowers out,
so I may sleep.
Some bring me gifts, wanting to surprise me,
but they never really asked me
what gift I desired Lord,
some take me out to eat,
to places, where I do not like the food.
Am I trying to mummer or complain?
Certainly not.
Wasn't that the day I deserved the honor,
not to compare myself to You O Lord,
not to exalt myself above measure,
but I think to myself,
what the soul of the hurting desires the most?
Is it food, is it flowers, is is gifts,
or riches, money, songs or praise
which come from the hearts of men,
whose hearts are full
of the deceitfulness of riches,
and the thoughts they will receive
from other men, for all the good
they've done, to be noticed by others.
O Lord, my Father and my God,
how good the sound
just of one Word, at times
when it comes to touch the hurting soul,
how good is just one touch,
when the men is crying in the darkness,
ready to commit the very act of suicide!
It takes one Word from You
to comfort the soul,
which has being crying from pain
and torment from the day it came to earth.
The souls of men,
cry day and night,
the souls of men cry to their Father,
yet, the spirit of a man does not know,
nor does does it understand,
until the day
You draw them to Yourself.
The soul is crying for You, O God,
but men are cursing each other
out of the pain they feel deep within,
not knowing that You hear them constantly,
and this is why You send Jesus,
to save the hurting, crying souls
in a world full of darkness and confusion.
A World where satan rules,
and he gives no peace to the souls
You created to rejoice
at the voice of God,
once they Hear You.
Would You have send Jesus to earth,
to die such excruciating death,
if men knew how to come
and find rest for their souls in You,
for themselves?
Comfort for the comfortless,
Peace for all who seek to find peace
for their crying souls,
Resting Place to the weary,
Shelter to the homeless, Healer to the seek,
Savior to all who desire to save their souls
from everlasting torment,
from everlasting hell,
and sin which separates all men,
from the One who's name is Holy
and called as,
to be holy unto Him..
One Word of Yours
is greater than all the riches
You have ever given to all men kind put together
from before the world begun,
one Word from Your lips,
received with gladness, is greater,
than every good word spoken by men,
put together, from the day the world began.
One Word by You,
is all the hurting soul desires.
Speak my Lord, speak my God,
send one Word of Yours
to all of those who are Lost,
let them hear You speak one Word,
a Word of salvation, a Word of comfort,
a Word of peace,
a Word of wisdom and Love,
which comes
from You, O Father of all souls,
the One who Loved the World
more than Himself,
more than His Son..
What would have I done,
if You did not send me to do Your works,
if I went on my own,
I preached to the the multitudes,
those who have been saved,
but right next door to them
while I was preaching in my ignorance,
there was one men who needed You most,
and he puled the trigger,
because the devil had entered his heart,
and was speaking lies,
that You did no care and there was
no one in this world
who would ever love him.
And he pulled the trigger...
So he died, at early age,
and left a wife and there little children to morn,
until the day, You required of their souls,
asking themselves;
"Where was God,
to intervene and stop the bullet,
from bursting his brain out?"
I do not want to speak another word,
as long as I live, if it is not for Your glory,
I do not want to sing another song,
if it is not pleasing to You Lord,
why live and exalt myself above measure,
if I am serving not You,
but I am serving myself?
Am I God and what do I know?
Who am I to know the hearts of men,
those who have thoughts
of murder and suicide,
growing bitter roots in them,
from ever since,
they were four?
O Lord God Almighty,
why live and walk on this earth,
if I am seeking to obtain the riches of this world
which had lost their glory forever,
from the day
I saw You sited on Your throne?
Money and silver I may not have,
but give me a Word in season to speak
to them who are weary,
give me the tongue of the learned,
let me hear what please You to do today,
and not my flesh, which so earnestly desires
to help Almighty God,
as if He has forgotten
what is His perfect will for me.
I humble myself before You,
lest I perish with the Lost
and their blood cries,
from my hands and my head.
O Father!
I repent for every dead work,
I repent from every sin,
I come to You, unlearned,
I come to You undone
and my lips are unclean,
so please forgive me,
cleanse me,
purify me as silver is purified
seven times in the furnace of clay,
teach me, and lead me
in the ways that I should go!
Do not let me witness another suicide,
do not let me hear from the the lips of mortals,
that You only did miracle and wonders,
when Jesus walked this earth,
over two thousand years ago.
There are the demon possessed,
there are the paralyzed, the sick,
the dead who need Your Word to heal them,
who need Your Word to touch them
and to raise them from the dead!
What am I,
but sounding brass in the wind,
if I do not have Your mercy and compassion,
if I do not have Your glorious Love,
and that is Your Word
which gives grace to the humble,
which raises the dead,
and saves the souls of men,
who are trapped in sin in darkness,
under the sway of the wicked one,
where the whole World lays..
I am tired of walking powerless,
looking at men with withered hands,
at cripples, who wish so much to walk,
and they had the faith
that they can walk one day.
I have the faith too, my Jesus,
my Lord and my Teacher.
I want to do as You did,
and be certain that the Father send me
for His glory, and I did not go to preach
to the multitudes who have been saved,
while little Ricky, all alone in torment
pull the trigger on his head,
living three little children and their mother,
to cry with his parents and siblings
and all of those who love him
and are so full of sorrow,
for his untimely death.
If it is not You who speaks through me,
make me mute.
If it is not You who walks in me,
and does His works
wake me up from my grave
and give me Your Life
and Your Holy Spirit,
and lead me
where the souls of the ones
who cry,
trapped in darkness need You Lord,
before it is too late,
for them to hear Your,
call and repent.
I need You more than ever,
I Love You more than ever,
because I heard You cry
over the souls You Love so much,
that You send Jesus
to die on their place.
Lord Jesus, You are the Way,
You are the Truth,
and You are the Life.
No men comes to the Father,
but by You.
No one knows
the Fathers Love
more than You,
the One who made Yourself
of no reputation
and came to save sinners
from their sins.
You are the Way,
I saw You crying,
I heard Your voice,
the voice of the Savior,
so I fallowed.
I fallow You Jesus
and You will make me
a fisher of men.
