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Justice, justice, all cry for justice!

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Justice, justice, all cry for justice,
One child takes another child’s toy,
Not fair, not fair all cry not fair!
 
Father beats his child,
Child hides in closet,
Why me, why me, all cry why me!
 
She does all the work,
He gets all the credit,
Not right, not right, all cry not right!
 
The rich get richer,
The poor get poorer,
Corrupt, corrupt, all cry corrupt!
 
Politicians steal and take bribes,
The citizens suffer,
Foul play, foul play, all cry foul play!
 
Nation rages against nation,
Gang clashes with gang,
Violence, violence, all cry violence
 
Mom lies in bed, gasping and shivering,
Tears streaming down he watches her die,
Why God, why God, all cry why God!
 
Creation groans, creation waits,
As injustice increases, all cry to Him,
Return, Return, ALL CRY RETURN!
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The Man of Sorrows Acquainted with Grief

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All his friends fighting to be the greatest,
Yet it was he whom He let sit the closest.
His humility and love were embraced,
As He tied an apron around His waist.
The eyes of fire becoming quenched as rivers poured forth,
So was that night he kissed Him on the cheek.
 
The Master becoming the Servant,
His love for him ever fervent.
Washing his feet with His tears,
The thought of his loss did He still fear.
The eyes of fire becoming quenched as rivers poured forth,
So was that night he kissed Him on the cheek.
 
In intimate fellowship did they observe the meal,
All the while His broken heart did He reveal.
In love did He send him out to betray,
Yet in His heart He was left in dismay.
The eyes of fire becoming quenched as rivers poured forth,
So was that night he kissed Him on the cheek.
 
In prayer did He wait,
Hoping that he would be late.
Longing that he would have a change of heart,
That they would never have to dwell apart.
The eyes of fire becoming quenched as rivers poured forth,
So was that night he kissed Him on the cheek.
 
Yet with His enemy did he arrive,
To hand Him over still alive.
In intimacy was he pursued,
And in intimacy was He betrayed.
The eyes of fire becoming quenched as rivers poured forth,
So was that night he kissed Him on the cheek.

“As Thousands of Burning Ones Sing a New Song”

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Amble through the city and say what you saw,
But to dwell here forever is where you belong,
As thousands of Burning Ones sing a new song.
 
Awesome and great is the beautiful city,
But at her citizen’s who could pity,
Amble through the city and say what you saw.
 
At her beauty, the nations would desire,
Beholding her walls made of fire,
As thousands of Burning Ones sing a new song.
 
Among the Perfection of Beauty all stand in awe,
Before the throne all will fall,
Amble through the city and say what you saw.
 
Ancient of Days is all I saw,
Beholding Him I could find no flaw.
As thousands of Burning Ones sing a new song.
 
An appearance as a jasper and sardius stone,
Bearing eyes like fire, was He who sat on the throne,
Amble through the city and say what you saw.
 
Among the great throng, I will join in the song,
Beholding Glory on the sea of glass is where I belong,
Amble through the city and say what you saw,
As thousands of Burning Ones sing a new song.

Inspired by the Holy Spirit, through the book of Revelation and the song “Thousands of Burning Ones” by N. Christopherson.

A Root Out of Dry Ground Destined for Greatness

As a tender shoot you grew,

But your destiny He alone knew,

A root out of dry ground destined for greatness.

 

A seed planted for life,

Bringing an end to all strife,

A means to an end you became.

 

An appearance that one might ignore,

Beautiful was the humility that you bore,

A root out of dry ground destined for greatness.

 

As a branch you were cut off from the land of the living,

But through your death you were still giving,

A means to an end you became.

 

Attempting to break you with nails,

But still you did not fail,

A root out of dry ground destined for greatness.

 

As such a time as this you were raised,

Bearing the root of Jesse we stand amazed,

A means to an end you became,

A root out of dry ground destined for greatness.