08-30-2011, 01:40 AM
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Last Online: 01-31-2012 05:50 PM
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Gospel According To Mingan
enter stage left...G7; where are they now who challenged me to the dance of war; knowing in whom I have believed.?
a thousand at my left, ten thousand at my right, you are...snared by your own undoing
For i stood in the gap for you...amidst your wicked plans, to show me despised, yet my head is blessed with the blessing I give to you. It was not for my fame, but to my credit it was held that i would see the faithfulness of the God of my fathers to me and to my child
but more, to see wounds healed, bound by the balm of faith; where is your faith? here, take some of mine. Not the first time I've said these words, but it is the last.
What was is gone and what is left will never come undone...the trumpet call will prove you in the knowing. In the crucible of faithlessness, like chaff before the wind...you will be driven from whence you came, but I will bless you with the abundance of my Father, trading love for iniquity, and mercy as mercy has shown herself to me I give you...
dont wish a upon a star...its fallen way too far
down through the sky
see the hills to the east dressed in purple standard
bringing sight to the faith in things unseen
how can you be so smart, yet so blind?
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