SERVANT
Oh
, servant of God hear my voice
my
purchase price was to set you free
it
was to you I gave the choice
that
you would know true
liberty
Justice
has cried out in the roadways
she
has made known her law in the
court
even
mine own servant the one familiar
has
used it like a weapon for sport
I
have made known its reason
before you
but
for gain has plied it with lies
the
weak and the small have had no
defense
and
a bribe makes a fool of
the wise
I
would never have left you
but
in my precepts you did not stay
you
ignored all my instruction
and
the law of mercy threw away
I
watched your actions in my temple
your
disdain you did not
hide
my
comfort and my loving kindness
you
held back from those who cried
I
gave you the finest teachers
and
the master example I set
I
charged you to care for my
household
but
your own debt you did forget
So
large a debt I forgave you
when
you cried to me to acquit
but
those who owed you even less
you
declared their own lives forfeit
You
have defiled my uprightness
my
judgments equity you have brought
shame
you
have polluted my holy temple
abused
my reputation and my name
The
whole body is sick with
infection
it
is the bread of sorrow you eat
to
the house I come for inspection
and
see how my lambs you do
treat
Nothing
can you hide in secret
every
action before me is known
from
the oppressors I will deliver
I
am the Judge and the Chief corner
stone
Matthew
Chapters 23 and 24
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REMINDERS OF THE KING
Oh
vain man who casts his will
do
not you know that all plans laid
with
hope to control the flow of spill
molded
the breath who universe has made
Know
you not that time and chance
the
one who has formed your clay
can
be changed upon his glance
has
allowed you to have your way
Bright
hope is man with Plan
and
like scroll his plan is written down
but
He can spoil what thinks in hand
and
take away thy hoped for crown
One
hopes for toil to earn it's pay
with
justice the scales to be fair
but
grasping men seem to get their way
and
have penciled more than is their share
In
a book so written by a king
the
vanity of man within is written down
in
thought did he examine everything
and
for all the resting place is ground
That
to undertake a task you do with soul
and
take joy within the charms of wife
to
keep his law with heart thats whole
for
this the vanity of your life
Ecclesiastes
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VALUES
Your
heart my Love
worth
more than a thousand mines of gold
they
could never purchase
the
purest standards from times of old
there
is such beauty
in
songs where justice does prevail
where
the stories told
those
causes the judges never fail
in
whom the welfare
of
mankind's oppression's are overcome
and
your pursuit of
them
can so never be outdone
it
is there I rest
in
the meditations of your mind
songs
of clarity
in
which ones destiny has not been blind
and
there put you forth
a
call that others would you join
and
fey despise
those
who would virtue to purloin
in
whose faultlessness
draws
forth the throng and multitude
that
we all might see
in
us like innocence therein exude
so
alas I thought
to
reach this is the striving's of the mad
out
of grasps reach
to
imitate this pattern might be had
but
it is your gift
and
the power of its spirit we display
wherein
are abled
we
to walk its path in every way
there
we to approach
a
mighty throne built of just and true
and
learn these statutes
and
everyday enact them what we do
where
we are drawn
unto
a model whose display is without equal
and
to pass it on
to
others its perfections are the sequel
sources
:Gospels about the Christ
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