Mountain Promise

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To my Baby Boy ( Brian )

© Patricia A. Moore
ALL RIGHTS RESERVED


Chorus:
Your mountains surround
And give me peace to hold
Like rain upon the grass
Watering a weeping soul
Come ye, He’ll let you know
Of the mountain promise
Of long ago.


Verse:
Walking through the mountains
To the valleys I was sent
Bringing me closer to you
Refining me every moment I spent.
A rough terrain
I travel through
Heading to the mountain promise
‘Til I’m at rest with you.


Chorus:
Your mountains surround
And give me peace to hold
Like rain upon the grass
Watering a weeping soul
Come ye, he’ll let you know
Of the mountain promise
Of long ago.


Verse:
Yesterday, today, and tomorrow
He still holds true
That mountain promise
He gave to me and you.


Chorus:
Your mountains surround
And give me peace to hold
Like rain upon the grass
Watering a weeping soul
Come ye, he’ll let you know
Of the mountain promise
Of long ago.
Come ye, he’ll let you know
Of the mountain promise
Of long ago.


Music and Melody: Gerti M. Blackwell
Vocals: Gerti M. Blackwell, Patricia A. Moore, Judy L. Wilson

The Greatest Commandment

Was it just a commandment of long ago
To love the Lord with all your heart, mind and soul
And to love thy neighbor as thyself

Are we suppose to do this today
To love the Lord in every way
And to give our neighbor a helping hand
And live God’s word on which we stand

The word of God will always remain
The commandments to us are still the same
That we must walk this very way
For we will all stand before Him on Judgment Day.

2008 Patricia A Moore
ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

O' Ye Dry Bones

The shape I’m in
With these dry bones
I’ve been in the valley
Way too long
I’ve lost all hope
There’s nothing left
And everything around me
Is such a mess
My soul cries out
Lord God
You command the wind
Breathe upon me
That I may live again
Then you’ll hear
A shaking going on
I’ll come together
Bone to bone
On my feet I will stand
Your spirit within me
In our own land
And Your word
Will be spoken on
O’ye dry bones

2008 Patricia A Moore
ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

A Day Of Reckoning

Sin of sin’s
Death of death’s
Call it, for what it is
There’s nothing left

Day of reckoning
Will be to late
Last Judgment comes
You've sealed your fate

God is not mocked
You reap what you sow
For the life you lived
Do not pass go

Go directly to jail
No bondsman
No bail

On trial --For the rejection of
The Lord Jesus Christ

Verdict--Found guilty

Sentence--Pay the price

No pardon

Destination--Eternal Damnation
Clear the way
Dead man walking
Another soul lost today.



This has no fairy tale ending
And I realize the harshness of it
I was reluctant to write it
But in the end
Its reality.

2008 Patricia A Moore
All RIGHTS RESERVED

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