Job 12:3 But I have understanding as well as you; I am not inferior to you: yea, who knoweth not such things as these?
LYRIC FOR THE WEEK
No, I’m no angel No, I’m no stranger to the streets I’ve got my label So I won’t crumble at your feet
And I know, baby So I got scars upon my cheek And I’m half-crazy Come on and love me, baby
So you found me hard to handle Well, I’m easier to hold So you like my spurs that jingle And I’ll never leave you cold So I might steal your diamonds I’ll bring you back some gold I’m no angel, mmm
No, I’m no angel No, I’m no stranger to the dark Let me rock your cradle Let me start a fire with your spark
Oh, come on, baby Come and let me show you my tattoo Let me drive you crazy Come on and love me, baby
So you don’t care a darn about me I’ll never treat you bad I won’t ever lift a hand to hurt you And I’ll always leave you glad So I might steal your diamonds I’ll bring you back some gold I’m no angel
No, I’m no angel No, I’m no stranger to the dark Let me rock your cradle Let me start a fire in your heart
Oh, come on, baby Come and let me show you my tattoo Let me drive you crazy Come on and love me, baby
Come on, baby Drive me crazy Drive me crazy
Come on, baby, wooh Come on, baby Oh, come on, baby
( I’m No Angel by Tony Colton and Phil Palmer )
IMAGE FOR THE DAY ( MURDER IS MURDER NO MATTER WHO DOES IT OR HOW IT’S DONE )
VERSES FOR THE DAY (USE THIS ONE ABOUT EVERY 3-4 YEARS)
Proverbs 4:14-17Enter not into the path of the wicked, and go not in the way of evil men. Avoid it, pass not by it, turn from it, and pass away. For they sleep not, except they have done mischief; and their sleep is taken away, unless they cause some to fall. For they eat the bread of wickedness, and drink the wine of violence.
Jeremiah 4:29 The whole city shall flee for the noise of the horsemen and bowmen; they shall go into thickets, and climb up upon the rocks: every city shall be forsaken, and not a man dwell therein.
Jeremiah 25:7 Yet ye have not hearkened unto me, saith the Lord; that ye might provoke me to anger with the works of your hands to your own hurt.
LYRIC FOR THE WEEK
Look at your young men fighting
Look at your women crying
Look at your young men dying
The way they’ve always done before
Look at the hate we’re breeding
Look at the fear we’re feeding
Look at the lives we’re leading
The way we’ve always done before
My hands are tied
The billions shift from side to side
An’ the wars go on with brainwashed pride
For the love of God and our human rights
An’ all these things are swept aside
By bloody hands, time can’t deny
An’ are washed away by your genocide
An’ history hides the lies of our civil wars
D’you wear a black armband when they shot the man
Who said peace could last forever?
An’ in my first memories, they shot Kennedy
I went numb when I learned to see
So I never fell for Vietnam
We got the wall in D.C. to remind us all
That you can’t trust freedom when it’s not in your hands
When everybody’s fightin’ for their promised land
And I don’t need your civil war
It feeds the rich, while it buries the poor
Your power hungry, sellin’ soldiers in a human grocery store
Ain’t that fresh? I don’t need your civil war
Ooh, no, no, no, no, no, no
Look at the shoes you’re filling
Look at the blood we’re spilling
Look at the world we’re killing
The way we’ve always done before
Look in the doubt we’ve wallowed
Look at the leaders we’ve followed
Look at the lies we’ve swallowed
An’ I don’t want to hear no more
My hands are tied
For all, I’ve seen has changed my mind
But still, the wars go on, as the years go by
With no love of God or human rights
An’ all these dreams are swept aside
By bloody hands of the hypnotized
Who carry the cross of homicide
And history bears the scars of our civil wars
We practice selective annihilation
Of mayors and government officials
For example, to create a vacuum
Then we fill that vacuum
As popular war advances
Peace is closer
I don’t need your civil war
It feeds the rich, while it buries the poor
Your power hungry, sellin’ soldiers in a human grocery store
Ain’t that fresh? I don’t need your civil war
No no no no no no no no no no no no
I don’t need your civil war
I don’t need your civil war
Your power hungry, sellin’ soldiers in a human grocery store
Ain’t that fresh? I don’t need your civil war
No no no no no no no no no no, no, no
I don’t need one more war
Ooh, I don’t need one more war
No no no, no whoa, no whoa