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Il primo incrocia il mio sguardo,
mi fissa, gli ricordo qualcuno ma non mi riconosce.
Un po' ci rimango male, ma a pensarci bene neanche più di tanto.
Il secondo mi vede, sorride e sta per dirmi qualcosa, lo fermo in tempo con un cenno.
Non voglio che mi rivolga la parola, non voglio sentire le sue idiozie, le sue banalità, le sue formalità di rito;
non voglio avere niente a che fare con lui, è già troppo che prendo coscienza di quello che sento nei suoi confronti.
Il terzo lo guardo, ma il suo sguardo è rivolto altrove, non mi vede, non mi può vedere.
Chiamo il suo nome non troppo forte, per non disturbare né lui né gli altri.
Non mi sente.
Grido più forte, con tutta la voce che riesco a tirare fuori e ripeto il suo nome più e più volte.
Non voglio che mi dimentichi, non ci credo che si sia dimenticato di me...
Anche se è passato tanto tempo, voglio che mi riconosca e mi parli come ha sempre fatto.
Quando il vento del Sud si scontra con quello del Nord
i rami più deboli degli alberi si spezzano
poi tutto tace.
When You Feel You Can No Longer EndureI came to Jehovah on bended knee
To tell of the persecution that had befallen me,
I said to Jehovah, "I can't take anymore!
Please bring soon, your great day of war!"
I endure and endure, I'm at the end of my rope,
I don't think how much more of this I can cope.
It's constant pressure both day and night,
Between the World and Satan, I don't see much light."
Jehovah was silent as He could be.
As I rattled on with what bothered me,
He lovingly listened as I emptied my head,
Then softly smiled before He said:
"I understand what your going through,
This time of the end makes it harder on you.
But you see, I have been waiting oh so long,
And I must make sure my people are strong.
Since the very first couple, Adam and Eve,
My heart has been constantly made to grieve.
I sent my most precious Son to die,
He took a deep breath, and then he sighed,
I have been pushed aside by those I love,
For other gods they put high above.
If Jesus Came To Your HouseIf Jesus came to your house,to spend a day or two,
If he came unexpectedly, I wonder what you would do?
I know you'd give your nicest room to such an honored guest,
And all the food that you would serve would be the very best.
And you would keep assuring him you're glad to have him there,
That serving him in your own home is joy beyond compare.
But when you saw him coming, would you meet him at the door,
With outstretched arms in welcome, to your heavenly visitor?
Or would you need to change your clothes before you let him in?
Or hide some worldly magazines and put Bibles where they had been?
Would you turn off the radio, and hope he hadn't heard...
And would you wish you hadn't said that last, loud nasty word?
Would you hide your rock and roll albums and put the songbook out?
Could you let Jesus walk right in?...or would you rush about?
And I wonder...If the Savior spent a day or two with you...
Would you go on doing the things you alway
Do Not Be Downhearted!Sometimes life is very sad (Job 3:11)
We feel our heart will break,
We think that God's not with us
That perhaps "us", he's forsake.
But God knows our heart is breaking
He knows just how we feel,
He says: "I won't forsake you! (Psalms 94:14)
Because my love is real!(1 John 4:8)
My heart has to been broken (Genesis 6:5,6)
I have seen much sin and woe,
I saw my own son die suffering (Mark 15:16-20)
Because He loved you so.
Do not be downhearted (John 14:1)
I hear your-every plea, (Psalms 55:17)
So do not be downhearted
You mean too much to me!"
Yes, we can rely on God's Word (Isaiah 55:11)
We know, He is nearby, (Jeremiah 23:23)
He sees our deepest feelings (1 Samuel 16:7)
It hurts Him to see us cry.
He wants us to be happy
In the future we will be,
This is what we'll see:
Mankind will be free of:
All wickedness and strife
We will live forever with everlasting life!
All sickness will be gone then, (Revelatio
A Blessing WithinA twisting a turning a mesh of joy and love,
A cyclone of feelings for our father above.
Gratitude within that overflows our hearts,
Like torrent rivers rushing as we play our part.
To wake and see another day and blessing to behold,
As new sheep enter in and many stories can be told.
To search and draw them out as Jehovah draws them in,
A victory for righteousness and against Satan we win.
As his mighty nation increases and united we take our stand,
With his spirit backing our efforts we are a zealous, faithful band.
That never weaken and never bend but like steel stands tall and strong,
Never alone to face this world but within a brother hood we all belong.
Where our purpose is united and our hearts forever entwined,
As we search the whole world over-
A blessed family we will find!
Keep It Real!The truth of God's Word is a joy to behold
As we live in these last days,
And we watch as all His great plans unfold
And reveal Jehovah's ways.
This old system is winding down to its death
And soon will be no more,
Then may each one remaining draw a clean breath
As Jehovah opens the door.
There the new world is waiting, his purpose fulfilled
And we joyfully step through,
With our love for our God more deeply instilled
As each one his vows renews.
Now, imagine yourself right there in the land
The peace between man and beast,
When Jehovah opens his mighty hand
And provides to all a feast.
A great spiritual banquet prepared from above
And poured out over all,
The promise from God, and from Christ, his beloved
To those who heeded his call.
The physical blessings will all be there too
The dead restored to life,
The aged, weathered skin will become fresh and new
And gone, all those who bring strife.
Jehovah shall make
O' Heal MeDo you see my frail condition
I have faced a stormed again,
Torn, bruised and in pain.
Do you see my worlds bleak
As it keeps kicking me down,
And my tears they fall like rain.
Oh my core it aches
I scream in agony,
My fate seems locked towards doom.
Please let me escape
Oh release to me my torture state,
I am condemned to this darken room.
I run to the walls
Fighting for release,
But pain won’t let me out!
My heart is severely broken
Don’t think there is no cure,
My beckoning pleads I shout!
Oh dear Father can you hear me
My tears I cry to you,
My pleads don’t let them be in vain.
I have faced many wars
That I don’t seem to win,
Please dear Father help to ease my pain.
Please heal my open wounds
So I don’t feel decay,
Your salve place upon my tortured heart.
Release my anguished mind
Of this confusion that I face,
And let these constant trials from me part.
You Are Worth Many SparrowsYou are worth many sparrows
When you feel the weight of the world pressing in
And you think that you just can't go on
Remember the words that Jesus spoke
And maybe new hope will be born.
He said "You are worth many sparrows
My father has great love for you
He will provide you with all you need
If to Him and His Kingdom you're true."
Sparrows are so unimportant
No one thinks of them at all
But the sovereign of the universe
Sees if even one happens to fall!
He thinks you are worth many sparrows
His love for you has no end
He sent his son to die for you
On Jehovah you can depend.
He'll take the world off your shoulders
And dry all the tears from your eyes
Mend your broken heart, help you make a new start,
Give you life in a paradise.
For you are worth many sparrows
Let Jehovah be your guide
Angels in heaven rejoice over you,
And millions of brothers worldwide!
No TimeI knelt to pray, but not for long
I had much to do
Must hurry off and get to work
For bills would soon be due,
And so I said a hurried prayer
Jumped up and off my knees
My Christian duty now was done
My soul could be at ease,
All thorough the day I had no time
To speak a word of cheer
No time to speak of the Kingdom to friends
'They'd laugh at me', I feared,
No time, no time, so much to do
That was my constant cry
No time to give to those in need
At last t'was time to die,
And when before Jehovah I came,
I stood with feeling of strife
Within his hands he held a book
It was the Book of Life,
God looked into his book and said,
"Your name I cannot find
I once was going to write it down
But never found the time."
Made in Woman - Part I:music: http://youtu.be/BHrFEnL9CfM
"I hate the world today
You're so good to me I know but I can't change
tried to tell you but you look at me like maybe
I'm an angel underneath, innocent and sweet"
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"Yesterday I cried
Must´ve been relieved to see the softer side
I can understand how you'd be so confused
I don't envy you
I'm a little bit of everything
all rolled into one"
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Her CatalystAs she walks through the maelstrom, the words trace upon the tips of her fingers and press into the stone. Every brick, every crack in the concrete, every crossed and angular stroke in reds and blacks and oranges. The drips of the gasoline pool around the base of her boots, slosh as she steps over the burst pipes and the rubble.
So much rubble. So little outcry. The silence of the city grates on her eardrums and the mantras she'd been forced to memorize. The Seers demanded they observe thirteen years of recitation before they attempt to weave their first World together.
But who other than the Seers can claim the incantations that knot the skeins they twist and pull on like reins hold fast? When have any of the Sisters recorded the visions they traced upon space-time and recited them, left them open for critique and discussion and debate?
Which is why she walks through the chalky soot of the smashed city around her. This all
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