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![]() They say they're better than you and you agree He says "Hold my calls for me I must go" The boss says "Come here boy, there ain't nothin' for free" Another doctor's bill, another lawyer's bill Another cute cheap thrill You know you love him if you put in your will Who will save your soul when it comes to the flower Who will save your soul after all the lies that you told, boy Who will save your soul if you won't save your own? We try to hustle them, try to bustle them, try to cuss them The cops want someone to bust down on Orleans Avenue Another day, another dollar, another war, another tower Went up where the homeless had their homes So we pray to as many different God's as there are flowers But we call religion our friend We're so worried about saving our souls Afraid that God will take His toll That we forget to begin Who will save your soul when it comes to the flower Who will save your soul after all the lies that you told, boy Who will save your soul if you won't save your own? Some are walking, some are talking, some are stalking their kill You got social security, but that don't pay your bills There are addictions to feed and there are mouths to pay So you bargain with the Devil, say you're o.k. for today, You say that you love them, take their money and run Say it's been swel, sweetheart, but it was just one of those things Those flings, those strings you've got to cut, So get out on the streets, girls, and bust you butts. Who will save you soul when it comes to the flower Who will save you soul after all the lies that you told, boy Who will save your soul if you won't save you own? |
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![]() What avaiIs a mortal’s love for the immortal? Love that is snuffed out by death’s passing blast Love without the pain, the passion that consumes? A flickering spark I am, aglow for a fleeting glance Flow vain for a flickering spark to chase an eternal flame! Grant me the bliss of eternal life, O Lord, And mine will be the ecstasy of eternal love. Give me the pleasure of an everlasting pain An agony that lacerates my soul for ever. |
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![]() Not only for what you are, But for what I am When I am with you. I love you, Not only for what You have made of yourself, But for what You are making of me. I love you For the part of me That you bring out; I love you For putting your hand Into my heaped-up heart And passing over All the foolish, weak things That you can’t help Dimly seeing there, And for drawing out Into the light All the beautiful belongings That no one else had looked Quite far enough to find. I love you because you Are helping me to make Of the lumber of my life Not a tavern But a temple; Out of the works Of my every day Not a reproach But a song. I love you Because you have done More than any creed Could have done To make me good And more than any fate Could have done To make me happy. You have done it Without a touch, Without a word, Without a sign. You have done it By being yourself. Perhaps that is what Being a friend means, After all. |
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![]() For you are a part of me And I myself a part of thee Inseparable in God Thre is no tomorrow now Though sun may rise and set And sleepy eyes may slumber, still Eternity now is set It’s stamped upon my heart and yours It’s seal : the Love of Christ Which willingly I have received And cherish more than earthly life This soul awaits a body that will not die- This soul awaits to see Him with it’s eye- This soul awaits our meeting in the sky- For faithful is our God Who once did die , but now’s ALIVE : We’ll see Him forever. |
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