Worthy Is The Lamb

Worthy, worthy, worthy, worthy

worthy is the Lamb that was slain

The Angels cry Holy, Holy, Holy

Holy is the Lamb

Slain before the foundation of the world

Holy is the Lamb

Sacrificed in Heaven before the world

The Angles cry Holy, Holy, Holy

Holy is the Lamb

 

Worthy, worthy, worthy, worthy

worthy is the Lamb that was slain

The Angels cry Holy, Holy, Holy

Holy is the Lamb

Who in the beginning was the Word

Holy is the Lamb

The creator of the world

The Angles cry Holy, Holy, Holy

Holy is the Lamb

 

Worthy, worthy, worthy, worthy

worthy is the Lamb that was slain

The Angels cry Holy, Holy, Holy

Holy is the Lamb

Who was the Passover sacrifice

Holy is the Lamb

Whose blood protected the firstborn

The Angles cry Holy, Holy, Holy

Holy is the Lamb

 

Worthy, worthy, worthy, worthy

worthy is the Lamb that was slain

The Angels cry Holy, Holy, Holy

Holy is the Lamb

Whose flesh is the bread

Holy is the Lamb

Whose blood is the wine

The Angles cry Holy, Holy, Holy

Holy is the Lamb

 

Worthy, worthy, worthy, worthy

worthy is the Lamb that was slain

The Angels cry Holy, Holy, Holy

Holy is the Lamb

Who is our crucified sacrifice

Holy is the Lamb

Whose blood cleanses us from sin

The Angles cry Holy, Holy, Holy

Holy is the Lamb

 

Worthy, worthy, worthy, worthy

worthy is the Lamb that was slain

The Angels cry Holy, Holy, Holy

Holy is the Lamb

Holy is the Lamb

The Angles cry Holy, Holy, Holy

Holy is the Lamb

Holy is the Lamb

i escaped

Im feelin kinda lost and lonely

world buzzing by at a snails pace

i escape it does no good

when i die i hope they do not clone me

im hurting, cant they see it on my face

 

i cry for help unheard by others

they must be hurting crying too

i escaped it did no good

at work are our heartless mothers

now they are hurting and crying too

 

no more fear of what is beyond

hope they hurt as bad as me

i escaped for good

the reaper waved its fateful wand

no more pain or hurt can be

 

my hateful dad my heartless mom

no friends to mourn this listless doom

I escaped

darkness overtakes then calm

ive died in the living room

Something New

I lived in the shadows hiding from light

fear of being noticed afraid to be seen

never seeing clearly hidden from sight

filthy clothes and dirty hair afraid to be clean

 

your love changed me into something new

your love changed me into something new

you love me more than my heart can hold

my life has been changed to new from old

your love changed me into something new

your love changed me into something new

 

never loved as a child never felt a touch

never loved as a teen never felt so bad

never loved even mild will it ever end

never loved by a friend never one like you

 

your love changed me into something new

your love changed me into something new

you love me more than my heart can hold

my life has been changed to new from old

your love changed me into something new

your love changed me into something new

 

Nothing is as beautiful as you are

Nothing is as beautiful as you are

Sky is blue
Trees are green
Sun is orange
What I’ve seen
Trying to see you
Wanting to see you

I’ve been lost
I’ve been found
I’ve been hurt
almost drowned
Trying to see you
Wanting to see you

And nothing is as beautiful as you are
And nothing is as beautiful as you are

Son of Man
Manger bed
Crucified
Rose from dead
Trying to see you
Wanting to see you

Brand new life
Past from sin
Thank you God
Born Again
Trying to see you
Wanting to see you

And nothing is as beautiful as You are
And nothing is as beautiful as you are

We Are Them

We set ourselves up for failure every time we try to do what is right, we get bashed by temptation and fall inline pitifully at its side. We place ourselves upon the throne of our soul when it never has been ours, I don’t know who you are, but we are them.
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We are them, we are them, I don’t know who you are, but we are them.
Crushed, beaten, bruised, torn apart cowering alone in our tears, I don’t know who you are, but we are them.

We are our old self when we try to do what is right. We are the drug takers, murders, liars, thiefs and sex addicts. We are what we claim to hate the most in the world. I don’t know who you are, but we are them.

We are them, we are them, I don’t know who you are, but we are them.
Crushed, beaten, bruised, torn apart cowering alone in our tears, I don’t know who you are, but we are them.

Why is it so hard to love them, are we afraid of who we really are? Are we afraid if they became believers they would expose our sins? We must rip ourselves out of our souls because we are them. We are them, we are them, I don’t know who you are, but we are them. Crushed, beaten, bruised, torn apart cowering alone in our tears, I don’t know who you are, but we are them.

I see Upon His Sacred Brow

I see upon His sacred brow
A crown of thorny danger
His blood fell in drops upon the ground
The baby in the manger

The Father Crushed His only Son
God’s wrath my sin did anger
His crimson blood pulsed to the last
I am no longer a stranger

His mother crying at his side
She laid Him in a tomb
His lifeless body in a cloth
His life ended too soon

Guards guarded Jesus grave all day
Until an angel descended
He rolled that lifeless stone away
The story had not ended

Halleluiah to the Lamb of God
He conquered death forever
Glory to the Prince of Peace
I’ll live with Him forever

goodbye

this is my life abandonment goodbye

growing up is supposed to mean something to a kid like me
all I ever wanted was time with my parents and true friends
they claimed to love but their actions showed them to be liars
why is it that they really do not love us as much as themselves

why should I trust the woman who gave birth to me
she is no mom she abandoned me left me to be raised by strangers
she hates me disdains me cared more about herself than me
her actions proved she loves herself more than me

she said she loved me just never could prove it a reality
she had to work to be fulfilled I could not do that for her apparently
she put other things first i was always down the list on importance
she abandoned me to the wolves I can not forgive why should i

then there is him the donor of seed chromosomes and looks
he is no man he is no father he is the lead abandoner in my life
he does not even deserve another word written about him
but he deserves my contempt dispassion and rage

He taught me about life he taught me about what is important
nothing but self work to fulfill screw the wife the kids
you do not want a relationship with me you hate me
promises made and promises broken enough said

how can you call yourself parents when you care only about yourselves
you shoved me in front of a tv instead of playing with me
i learned about life from tv acquaintances and neighborhood kids
i learned that parents are self centered and give things instead of love

you dumped me into the system and it taught me well
the system taught me relativism humanism socialism and lust
the system showed me more love than you ever cared to
the system for all of its faults is a better parent than you

what did you teach me through actions words and deeds that was true
you said you loved me you liar actions and deeds speak for you
you said there is good and bad the system showed me you are a liar again
parents are liars who are self centered get out of my life leave

as for friends they don’t exist they are worse than parents
all I want from life is someone to be true to me no fiends or parents need apply
i feel abandoned disconnected alone afraid violated and without hope
i can not hope hope is futile and full of more disappointment and grief

why do you hate me so much i am only what you have made me to be
how can i survive without love care compassion hope i can not i will not
if this is what life is really about why live why try why
why didn’t you love me enough to show me what true life is all about

i hate what you have made me i hate who i have been made to be
i hate you for making me what you have made me to be
i hate you i hate the system i hate because of the rage you forged in me
leave me alone you always have leave me alone you abandoned me

i need to hope i need to feel i need just one person to love me
there is a void a blank something missing how do i know something is not right
who forgot who failed who is responsible for my depth of pain
i hate my life who you have made me i hate all that is around me

i do not have a friend i do not have one person in my life who cares about me
how can those people smile and seem happy they are just like me
their parents their friends their lives are as messed up as mine
they are psychotic they are delusional they are out of touch with reality

they never tell me about themselves their life story is foreign to me
they appear to have joy hope life i notice them but they do not notice me
by their actions by their cliques they are the worst there can be
their actions are not loving to me they act as if i can just go to hell my life story

i am ready to die i have nothing to live for there is nothing after death anyway
if this is all that there is why not get away from the abandonment and cease
i thought i saw hope i fear hope I fear being abandoned again no hope for me
no hope no life no god no after death no care no more abandonment bang

p m wayne

My God is Bigger Than That

My God is Bigger Than That

Early morning beautiful and clear sky just starting to look like fall

The omnipotent omniscient maker creator in charge of it all

He unfolded his plan while each soul knowing not

Bringing forth beauty from the tragedy of a murderous plot

The meticulous plans set in place before their time became their time

To them that day His plans that were made made no reason nor no rhyme

His infinite skills of design prepared them each and every one had a specific place

They knew not that morning when they awoke they would soon go to see His face

The careful engineer the designers designer of every step every plan

He knowing knew He caringly cared knowing every hair He placed upon man

The graceful patience to wait for the time showed love and care for each soul

He created a plan a design for redemption prepared every path long ago

His love is longstanding infinitely long lasting creative and wise are His ways

He was in control with His plans made long ago that left us standing amazed

We see His design His creation His mind how lovingly detailed are His plans

Who am I to ask why but a vessel am I made by His wonderful caring hands

It seems inconceivable that Our Father would work out every detail of a tragedy with our best interest in mind. Why would He work out every minor detail, every minute detail except to display His infinite ability to love us so? What the adversary plans for evil, My God and My Father works those plans out in every minute detail to accomplish His perfect and pleasing will so that all things work out together for those who are called according to His purpose. My Father is a mighty Father, a brilliant Father, and a caring Father who loves me. He works out every minute detail of His plans for my very benefit on this earth.

Why would God stoop to such minutia? To God the minutia is how He demonstrates His sacrificial love toward us. God demonstrated His love that September morning because only those who were to die that day actually died. Those who were not to be scratched were never scratched. Those who had to buy tickets three weeks before bought their tickets three weeks before. Those who were last minute fliers bought their tickets at the last minute. There were even some who had planned to be at work or flying that day, God allowed them to be ill or late to accomplish His perfected work in their lives. God, the ultimate engineer, laid out His plans for millions of lives that day. He is amazingly complex and decisively brilliant. He is dynamically involved in the minutia of our daily lives. He is dynamically involved in the minutia of our lives because of His deep and undying love for us and our relationship with Him.

The man prepared for his travel weeks before. He was flying from Boston to Los Angeles to visit family or to work. He kissed his sleeping wife good bye with a faint kiss she will never forget. He slipped into his child’s room and gave him a peck on the cheek. He traveled to the airport and parked for three days. He boarded his flight and hoped to take a nap before he made it to Los Angeles. Just about forty minutes after takeoff his life took a dramatic turn.

She was the wife of a lawyer, a lawyer herself. Barbara Olson was a beautiful blond and she talked to him as her plane slammed into the pentagon. She was able to tell him I love you and I will always be with you.

p m wayne

me

me

it is easy to fool yourself
into thinking you are no fool
no matter how many degrees or phd’s
or perfect attendance at school
god alone knows you are here
it’s frosty and very cool

cool would mean indifferent
and that’s not the case at all
cool is deceptive subterfuge
for never touched at all
indifference would infer a relationship
even if it were small

never mind your actions speak
never show a care
always seeking illusive acceptance
always found nowhere
why does it seem so hard
my heart no fruit can bear

inadequate and destitute
without a hope or dream
that is my true lot in life
that is how it should seem
frosty icy frozen still
i will never scream

you can hear it in my tone of voice
pride is circumspect here
my soul does not know it is done
my panic would turn to fear
my icy frost has kept me from
the one who is so dear

the bible is fables for a child
though true i could never see
those stories of dying love
that stuff is not for me
if true can love release me now
if frozen blind I be

freaks have a burning love
but they are few and far between
they follow loves love
it would be plain if the blind had seen
a cross a whip a crown of thorns
a man whose means were mean