O Holy Night

O Holy Night - Version 1:

Oh holy night! The stars are brightly shining,

It is the night of our dear Saviour's birth.

Long lay the world in sin and error pining,

'Til He appear'd and the soul felt its worth.

A thrill of hope the weary world rejoices,

For yonder breaks a new and glorious morn.

Fall on your knees! Oh, hear the angels' voices!

Oh night divine, Oh night when Christ was born;

Oh night divine, Oh night, Oh night Divine.

Led by the light of Faith serenely beaming,

With glowing hearts by His cradle we stand.

So led by light of a star sweetly gleaming,

Here come the wise men from Orient land.

The King of Kings lay thus in lowly manger;

In all our trials born to be our friend.

He knows our need, to our weakness is no stranger,

Behold your King! Before Him lowly bend!

Behold your King, Behold your King.

Truly He taught us to love one another;

His law is love and His gospel is peace.

Chains shall He break for the slave is our brother;

And in His name all oppression shall cease.

Sweet hymns of joy in grateful chorus raise we,

Let all within us praise His holy name.

Christ is the Lord! O praise His Name forever,

His power and glory evermore proclaim.

His power and glory evermore proclaim.

O Holy Night - Version 2:

O! Holy night! The stars, their gleams prolonging,

Watch o'er the Eve of our dear Saviour's birth.

Long lay the world in sin and error, longing

For His appearance, then the Spirit felt its worth.

A thrill of hope; the weary world rejoices,

For yonder breaks a new and glorious morn.

Fall on your knees! Oh, hear the angel voices!

O night divine, the night when Christ was Born;

O night, O holy night, O night divine!

Led by the light of faith serenely beaming,

With glowing hearts we stand by the Babe adored.

O'er the world a star is sweetly gleaming,

And come now, Shepherds, from your flocks unboard.

The Son of God lay thus w'thin lowly manger;

In all our trials born to be our Lord.

He knows our need, our weakness never lasting,

Behold your King! By Him, let Earth accord!

Behold your King! By Him, let Earth accord!

Truly He taught us to love one another,

His law is love and His gospel is peace.

Long live His truth, and may it last forever,

For in His name all discordant noise shall cease.

Sweet hymns of joy in grateful chorus raise we,

With all our hearts we praise His holy name.

Christ is the Lord! Then ever, ever praise we,

His power and glory ever more proclaim!

His power and glory ever more proclaim!

--composed by Adolphe Adame in 1847 to the French poem "Minuit, chrétiens" by Placide Cappeau (1808-1877)

The Cry Of Man That Only God Can Respond To

Wake Me Up Inside

How can you see into my eyes
Like open doors?
Lading you down into my core,
Where I've become so numb.

Without a soul,
My spirit's sleeping somewhere cold,
Until you find it there and lead it back
Home.

(Wake me up)
Wake me up inside.
(I can’t wake up)
Wake me up inside.
(Save me)
Call my name and save me from the dark.
(Wake me up)
Bid my blood to run.
(I can’t wake up)
Before I come undone.
(Save me)
Save me from the nothing I've become.

Now that I know what I'm without,
You can't just leave me.
Breathe into me and make me real.
Bring me to life.

(Wake me up)
Wake me up inside.
(I can’t wake up)
Wake me up inside.
(Save me)
Call my name and save me from the dark.
(Wake me up)
Bid my blood to run.
(I can’t wake up)
Before I come undone.
(Save me)
Save me from the nothing I've become.

Bring me to life.
(I've been living a lie.
There's nothing inside)
Bring me to life.

Frozen inside without your touch,
Without your love, darling.
Only you are the life among the dead.

(All of this sight,
I can't believe I couldn't see
Kept in the dark
but you were there in front of me)
I've been sleeping a 1000 years it seems.
I've got to open my eyes to everything.
(Without a thought
Without a voice
Without a soul
Don't let me die here.
There must be something more).
Bring me to life.

(Wake me up)
Wake me up inside.
(I can’t wake up)
Wake me up inside.
(Save me)
Call my name and save me from the dark.
(Wake me up)
Bid my blood to run.
(I can’t wake up)
Before I come undone.
(Save me)
Save me from the nothing I've become.

Bring me to life.
(I've been living a lie. There's nothing inside)
Bring me to life

--Evanescence

Exodus 15:1b-18

I will sing to the Lord, for He

is highly exalted;

The horse and its rider He has

hurled into the sea.

The Lord is my strength and

song,

And He has become my

salvation;

This is my God, and I will

praise Him;

My father's God, and I will

extol Him.

The Lord is a warrior;

The Lord is His name.

Pharoh's chariots and his

army He has cast into the

sea;

And the choicest of his officers

are drowned in the Red Sea.

The deeps cover them;

They went down into the

depths like a stone.

Your right hand, O Lord, is

majestic in power,

Your right hand, O Lord,

shatters the enemy.

And in the greatness of Your

excellence You overthrow

those who rise up against

You;

You send forth Your burning

anger, and it consumes them

as chaff.

At the blast of Your nostrils the

waters were piled up,

The flowing waters stood up

like a heap;

The deeps were congealed in

the heart of the sea.

The enemy said, "I will pursue,

I will overtake, I will divide

the spoil;

My desire shall be gratified

against them;

I will draw out my sword, my

hand will destroy them."

You blew with Your wind, the

sea covered them;

They sank like lead in the

mighty waters.

Who is like You among the

gods, O Lord?

Who is like You, majestic in

holiness,

Awesome in praises, working

wonders?

You stretched out Your right

hand,

The earth swallowed them.

In Your lovingkindness You

have led the people whom

You have redeemed;

In Your strength You have

guided them to Your holy

habitation.

The peoples have heard, they

tremble;

Anguish has gripped the

inhabitants of Philistia.

Then the chiefs of Edom were

dismayed;

The leaders of Moab, rembling

grips them;

All the inhabitants of Canaan

have melted away.

Terror and dread fall upon

them;

By the greatness of Your arm

they are motionless as stone;

Until Your people pass over,

O Lord,

Until the people pass over

whom You have purchased.

You will bring them and plant

them in the mountain of Your

inheritance,

The place, O Lord, which You

have made for Your dwelling,

The sanctuary, O Lord which

Your hands have established.

The Lord shall reign forever

and ever.

The Swindler's Story of Grace

The Swindler’s Story of Grace
By Curtis Jones

Love wasn’t easily accepted by the religious elite,
Cause it’s not so neat, it’s kinda jagged,
It dwells with our shredded hearts frayed and ragged,
Pursues us with love songs when we’re unattractive,
True Love loves the burnt out addicts,
The gangsta rap fanatics, the divorced and repackaged,
The drunks and the helpless, the lesbians and faggots,
The foolish actress with bi-sexual habits,
Consumers of explicit lyrics and pornographics,
Lives that look like hair tangled in a winding axis,
And people scarred by life like motorcycle crashes,
God loves abortionist and terrorist, the depressed and the embarrassed,
The ugly like the fairest, the well rounded like the squarest,
He writes on hearts like tablets, draws all men unto his magnet+
The tortoise and the rabbit, the simplistic and elaborate,
Death stings like yellow jackets, ‘til religion fades like plastic,
Eternal love for all’s fantastic, even though we couldn’t grasp it,
Now hearts get impacted like tennis balls to racquets,
When preachers kick excessive smoke like nicotine patches,
He said I came to love the lost, follow me employ these tactics,
If they don’t love like this, you’re pickin fruits, Ouch, from a cactus,
That’s why John the Baptist said these trees were made for axes,
They want a truth beneath the shell, and the scriptures easily crack this,
The swindlers story of grace, chapter nine, will easily back this,
Christ came to hang His hat with those cheaters, who swindle taxes,
Now the holy and the healthy said His love was malpractice,
But the Great Physician said I came to love the wrecked and ravished,
And those who you say are way below the average,
I’ll take their sins upon me with the lashes and the gashes,
With undeserving love, I will do it in my passion,
But if you keep trying to burn them with your little pack of matches,
I make the final call and I can give you what you’ve practiced,
If your life has nothing tragic, then keep moving on like traffic,
Make peace or attack it, every tongue will say it’s matchless,
You build a heaven for 3 people cause you’re having mental lapses,
But they were not in need of love, and so they called love blasphemous,
The perfect ones said, Stay away from them maggots,
Build higher walls, accept no trash, and no baggage,
They can all go to Hell, while we’re living here lavish,
But there was one outside the walls, and He’s nicknamed savage,
Knocking on the doors, and He’s knocking in His madness, saying,
Let me dine with you, and eat with you, as I do with these prostitutes,
I give the undeserving more than you, cause they receive good news as actual,
You only hear the message as factual, for the purpose of exclusion,
It was never meant for that, the proud devised that mass confusion,
For God so loved the whole world, He underwent the bruisin,
Still the arrogant rage, and plot a vain illusion,
He who sits in the heavens laughs, and finds it all amusing,
Those of your exclusion have been found in my inclusion,
You flay my flesh with the holy hatred that you’re using,
Give it up please, you’re no better than the least of these,
First and foremost they’re My children, My children,
Confidence in religious effort, is no foundation for building,
Trust the forgiveness of sins, because it’s covering you like sealant,
But don’t hoard it to yourself, because it’s for the nations healing,
So sinners flocked to Love, cause they perceived in Him the real thing,
Unconditional Love was attractive and appealing,
He accepts the wobbling and the tilting,
Mixed feelings and the guilty,
Those who think their prayers bounce back off the steel ceiling,
No, no, no, I hear you son, I hear you daughter,
Life without you is my death, and therefore I was slaughtered,
I was already on the line, before you ever thought of callin,
Prepared the best solution, before you knew there was a problem,
I loved you more than life, and that’s why I was martyred,
They were fighting me, although I never even fought ‘em,
Some imagine me a tyrant yelling, “7 times hotter,”
Some will tell ya that I came, just to drop you in the lava,
Nothing upon nothing upon nothing is stretched farther,
The truth is that I came here to show ya that I love ya,
Death wants to steal your life, but I’ll serve him up proper,
My death will eat his death, like a little peach cobbler,
He’s snappin at my heals, like a little red lobster,
But I’ll crush his head, and make it just a little bit softer,
The insults of them insulting you fell upon the Father,
The truth is that I came here to show ya, that I love ya,
I’m closer to you than your very own saliva,
The word is in your mouth, yes it’s already inside ya,
I knew your everything before you ever wore a diaper,
And you spiritually poor have a Kingdom with my Papa,
Love wins.

The Unilateral Promise

The Unilateral Promise
By Curtis Jones

The promise is unilateral, this salvation is radical,
Resting in His sacrifice is an everlasting sabbatical,

Majoring in the Majestic, emphasizing what’s emphatical,
So what’s His true anatomy? Is He God or humanity,
Cause He yields the power of YAHWEH, but what befell Him was catastrophe,
At one holy moment, yet He cleanses sin sporadically,
Resurrected supernaturally, He took that one catastrophe, and ruined death disastrously,
Oh! Mystically a mystery, incalculable statistically,
The most awful event in history, was paradoxically a masterpiece,
Don’t speak as if your bastardly, behold Him and you have the key,
Now hold to him nostalgically, if only in a memory,
And what a day that’ll be, in the ultimate reality,
Caught up in infinity, undisturbed by the enemy,
Unfettered by the sin in me, finally tranquility has swallowed up the tragedy,
And I can’t even imagine me, on that day I meet His majesty,
No systematic theology could express that moment adequately,
Will we experience the static or be moved ecstatically?
Caught up in this destiny that He gave up to invest in me?
And the worst part of God is better than the best in me,
So I’m placing all of my belief upon the Lamb of Calvary,

The promise is unilateral, this salvation is radical,
Resting in His sacrifice is an everlasting sabbatical,

To taste this land of ecstasy, I must suffer with Him next to me,
Passing through the misery, incessantly He delivers me,
From my own depravity and it’s like the weight of gravity,
Let Christ be true infallibly, but every man in fallacy,
Search it for yourself in the fourth verse of Romans 3,
The Nazarene of Galilee wants more than your salary,
He wants your heart and your life and the whole of its totality,
Every single molecule and every little calorie,
This is the cost of dowry, He paid from the trinity,
He bought us with his blood to believe in His Divinity,
To receive all His affinities, loving-kindness and serenities,
And His faithfulness is the centerpiece to feed us at His wedding feast,
We’ll eat up all His delicacies He’ll eat all our inadequacies,

The promise is unilateral, this salvation is radical,
Resting in His sacrifice is an everlasting sabbatical,


Our sins are so detestable and the proud man is not intellectual,
He’s seen God’s works and still refused and this is unacceptable,
Theories of evolution place faith in man corruptible,
But although some may not believe, God is still untouchable,
The theocratical evangelical fills his heart with the God of Israel,
And He feeds on Him like cereal though his God is immaterial,
And he knows why your skeptical, but his faith is diametrical,
Opposed to what’s perplexing you, he triumphs every obstacle, by the dialectical,
And he’s an open receptacle for the power on high to electrocute,
The old man who’s dead and time is through, to let the Christ Man reign as new,
Death does nothing to sway his views its void and empty and lacking truth,
Called freakish and sometimes fanatical, bizarre or even fantastical,
You may say it’s magical, but all that’s just dramatical,
Nothing here’s illogical and everything is factual,

The promise is unilateral, this salvation is radical,
Resting in His sacrifice is an everlasting sabbatical,

By faith it’s automatical,
Just receive Christ into you’re heart

Song of Hope (Heaven Come Down)

All things bright and beautiful You are
All things wise and wonderful You are
In my darkest night, You brighten up the skies
A song will rise

I will sing a song of hope
Sing along
God of heaven come down
Heaven come down
Just to know that You are near is enough
God of heaven come down, heaven come down

All things new
I can start again
Creator, God
Calling me Your friend
Sing praise, my soul
To the Maker of the skies
A song will rise

I will sing a song of hope
Sing along
God of heaven come down
Heaven come down
Just to know You and be loved is enough
God of heaven come down, heaven come down

--Robbie Seay Band