VERSE FOR THE DAY ( BUILD YOUR HOUSE ON ROCK AND NOT SAND AS THE BIBLE SAYS. IN OTHER WORDS, BE PREPARED )
Matthew 7:25 And the rain descended, and the floods came, and the winds blew, and beat upon that house; and it fell not: for it was founded upon a rock.
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Proverbs 8:14 Counsel is mine, and sound wisdom: I am understanding; I have strength.
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LYRIC FOR THE WEEK
Finished with my woman ’cause she couldn’t help me with my mind
People think I’m insane because I am frowning all the time
All day long I think of things but nothing seems to satisfy
Think I’ll lose my mind if I don’t find something to pacify
Can you help me occupy my brain?
Oh yeah
I need someone to show me the things in life that I can’t find
I can’t see the things that make true happiness, I must be blind
Make a joke and I will sigh and you will laugh and I will cry
Happiness I cannot feel and love to me is so unreal
And so as you hear these words telling you now of my state
I tell you to enjoy life I wish I could but it’s too late
(Paranoid byO. Osbourne, W. Ward, G. Butler, T. Iommi )
Isaiah 33:14 The sinners in Zion are afraid; fearfulness hath surprised the hypocrites. Who among us shall dwell with the devouring fire? who among us shall dwell with everlasting burnings?
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SPECIAL LYRIC FOR THE DAY
( WAS NOT A BIG FAN OF OZZY, BUT THIS ONE SUMS IT UP PRETTY WELL. AND IT’S STILL GOING ON TODAY!)
John Michael “Ozzy” Osbourne ( December 3 1948 – July 22, 2025 )
Generals gathered in their masses
Just like witches at black masses
Evil minds that plot destruction
Sorcerers of death’s construction
In the fields the bodies burning
As the war machine keeps turning
Death and hatred to mankind
Poisoning their brainwashed minds
Oh Lord yeah!
Politicians hide themselves away
They only started the war
Why should they go out to fight?
They leave that all to the poor, yeah
Time will tell on their power minds
Making war just for fun
Treating people just like pawns in chess
Wait till their judgment day comes, yeah!
Now in darkness world stops turning
Ashes where the bodies burning
No more war pigs have the power
Hand of God has struck the hour
Day of Judgment God is calling
On their knees the war pigs crawling
Begging mercies for their sins
Satan laughing spreads his wings
Oh Lord yeah
( War Pigs by O. Osbourne, W. Ward, G. Butler, T. Iommi )
1 Thessalonians 2:14-15For ye, brethren, became followers of the churches of God which in Judaea are in Christ Jesus: for ye also have suffered like things of your own countrymen, even as they have of the Jews: Who both killed the Lord Jesus, and their own prophets, and have persecuted us; and they please not God, and are contrary to all men:
Job 38:2-3 Who is this that darkeneth counsel by words without knowledge? Gird up now thy loins like a man; for I will demand of thee, and answer thou me.
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LYRIC FOR THE WEEK
I’m a piece of work, I’m iron and lace
I’m shy right up there in your face
I’m all dumbfounded, stubborn as an ass
Sharp as an arrow in a pile of glass
I’m a sweetheart, genius, restless jerk
Lord have mercy, I’m a piece of work
Well, the Lord made me on a long thin limb
Made sure I’d remember him
Or her in the middle of a long dark night
Creation crazy, death sheet white
Made in the image of a lion shocked lamb
I am who the hell I am
Never better, bad or worse
Down to the letter, I’m a piece of work
I’m a piece of work, I’m an angel’s fiend
Bathed in lavender and gasoline
Scared, brave, shallow in an ink black well
Lightly browned in the fires of hell
Wicked, holy, full-on fake
Best known for my big mistake
I’m a Zen, wise, peaceful, gone berserk
Good God Almighty, I’m a piece of work
I’m a dreadful sight and I just don’t care
Spent all morning pulling out my hair
Woke at dawn with a crazy spin
Half the day trying to glue back in
Mother, Bloody (Mary please)
(Wipe that smile right off of your knees)
I’m a CEO of the mailroom clerks
(Lord have mercy, what a piece of work)
I’m a piece of work, I’m a lovesick boy
Cloth cap, caviar and corduroy
All over the map, just lost in space
With a filthy mind and a choir boy’s face
Heels up, head down, straight on through
Watch out, woman, I’ma get to you
I’m a gladiator with a mind to irk
Good God Almighty, I’m a piece of work
(I’m a piece of work)
I’m a piece of work
(I’m a piece of work)