Like A Good Book I just can't put you down That day your love came over me for

God was my witness, Through the challeges we may encounter from a far Despite overt choices... ~ It isn't any use in banging your head up against the wall Loving Jesus one must have a true heart that's saturated with truth... All those lonely people you know ? They got everything they want yet have empty souls, Looking at the vision of Christ the mystery of the seven stars. Don't listen to people only listen to Jesus, This world is not our home to roam... ~ In every human heart there stands a void. A great gulf fix between life & death. In peril one will turn to its fatal flame. Yet still instead we tend to play it 's blame game. No one searches for what is truth. For no one truly cares. As such with an old rusty guitar There is no hopw outside of Jesus Christ. Amidst our everyday imbellished wasted strife, One clearly negates truth to settle for the lie A lie that claims I am what I do? Some our very eager to insist they bit off way more then they could chew. Deep withinrefarding to careless whispers; No future still uncertain heavy hearts grown lax uncertain. We stake our claim as in Chariots of Fire Seeking pleasure as vultures turn in miserable desire Within hurting souls a sign of relief filtered through the fire... Seeking pleasure as awaiting vultures torn in miserable desire, Within hurting souls a songle chord to help light its flame, Just not having you in my arms is driving me insane, We wear out our masks that will fade to black, Working too hard can give you a heart attack. There is no hope without Jesus Christ We stake our claim yet have no added spice We only get one chance & can't live twice Such as another spin or roll of the dice, We wait with eyes now heavy to suffice In shades filled with torment to escape Chances are you will go far yet still uncertain To cross the line without any explanation One in twain Jesus is our Jesus is the Jesus on the yet marked on its jotted page intact only hope through peril only way we will be delivered night stand alone with its vigil

Jesus when I'm sad at night awake to shiver This is not my destination neither my home In temptess darkened hallowed orchards; With sweet visions of laced apparel to send A hand to hold its heart to mend

A heart saturated with God's truth This in order to withstand the truest test in time Shades of colors surreal yet still a far cry from any nusery rhyme... Let us pause to reflect then rest at last to shine Cause the creator into call await for him to dine Do you all remember when you were broke ? Down to your last thin dime, There is no hope apart from Jesus Christ!