Proverbs 6:6-8 Go to the ant, thou sluggard; consider her ways, and be wise: Which having no guide, overseer, or ruler, Provideth her meat in the summer, and gathereth her food in the harvest.
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LYRIC FOR THE WEEK
Early in the morning when the sun does rise Layin’ in the bed with bloodshot eyes Late in the evenin’ when the sun sinks low Well that’s about time my rooster crows I got women up and down this creek And they keep me going and my engine clean Run me ragged but I don’t fret Cause there ain’t been one slow me down none yet
Get me drinking’ that moonshine Get me higher than the grocery bill Take my troubles to the highwall Throw ’em in the river and get your fill We been sniffing that cocaine Ain’t nothin’ better when the wind cuts cold Lord it’s a mighty hard livin’ But a damn good feelin’ to run these roads
I got people try to tell me, Red Keep this livin’ and you’ll wind up dead Cast your troubles on the Lord of Lord’s Or wind up laying on a coolin’ board But I got buddies up White House Road And they keep me strutting when my feet hang low Rotgut whiskey gonna ease my pain ‘N all this runnin’s gonna keep me sane
Get me drinking’ that moonshine Get me higher than the grocery bill Take my troubles to the highwall Throw ’em in the river and get your fill We been sniffing that cocaine Ain’t nothin’ better when the wind cuts cold Lord it’s a mighty hard livin’ But a damn good feelin’ to run these roads It’s a damn good feelin’ to run these roads
When they lay me in the cold hard clay Won’t ya sing them hymns while the banjo plays You can tell them ladies that they ought not frown Cause there ain’t been nothing ever held me down Lawmen, women or a shallow grave Same ol’ blues just a different day
Get me drinking’ that moonshine Get me higher than the grocery bill Take my troubles to the highwall Throw ’em in the river and get your fill We been sniffing that cocaine Ain’t nothin’ better when the wind cuts cold Lord it’s a mighty hard livin’ But a damn good feelin’ to run these roads It’s a damn good feelin’ to run these roads It’s a damn good feelin’ to run these roads
Colossians 3:17 And whatsoever ye do in word or deed, do all in the name of the Lord Jesus, giving thanks to God and the Father by him.
Luke 17:15-19 And one of them, when he saw that he was healed, turned back, and with a loud voice glorified God, And fell down on his face at his feet, giving him thanks: and he was a Samaritan. And Jesus answering said, Were there not ten cleansed? but where are the nine? There are not found that returned to give glory to God, save this stranger. And he said unto him, Arise, go thy way: thy faith hath made thee whole.
John 3:6-7That which is born of the flesh is flesh; and that which is born of the Spirit is spirit. Marvel not that I said unto thee, Ye must be born again.
Matthew 5:10 Blessed are they which are persecuted for righteousness’ sake: for theirs is the kingdom of heaven.
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LYRIC FOR THE WEEK
I’ll sing myself to sleep A song from the darkest hour Secrets I can’t keep Inside of the day Swing from high to deep Extremes of sweet and sour Hope that God exists I hope I pray
Drawn by the undertow My life is out of control I believe this wave will bear my weight So let it flow
Oh sit down Sit down next to me Sit down, down, down, down, down In sympathy
Now I’m relieved to hear That you’ve been to some far out places It’s hard to carry on When you feel all alone Now I’ve swung back down again It’s worse than it was before If I hadn’t seen such riches I could live with being poor Oh sit down Sit down next to me Sit down, down, down, down, down In sympathy
Those who feel the breath of sadness Sit down next to me Those who find they’re touched by madness Sit down next to me Those who find themselves ridiculous Sit down next to me Love, in fear, in hate, in tears
Down Down
Oh sit down Sit down next to me Sit down, down, down, down, down In sympathy
Oh sit down Sit down next to me Sit down, down, down, down, down In sympathy
Down
( Sit Down by James Lawrence Gott, James Patrick Glennie, Timothy Booth and Gavan Whelan)