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Prophet,
Priest and King
d. stephens, m.
deJesus

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put
down my thoughts in a letter to the president
penciled and packaged
with all due respect
elvis commemoratives
just for effect
never heard back:
you think you know a guy
wired my congrats
to chuck and di some time ago
all my love to the
queen
my invitation was
lost in the mail
but i know i was
missed
when they kissed
'neath the veil
i sent a nice gift;
never got a note
but my closet's a
shrine to and old friend of mine
here i talk all
the time with a prophet priest....
i pull out boxes
and brooms
and i gush like
a groom
for it's here i
commune with
a prophet, priest
and king
if i indeed am misperceived
by some heads of
state.
hey, that's great
'cause i talk to
a prophet who tells me the truth
and i dine with
a king at my home in duluth
better yet i'm in
touch with a much needed friend
who hears my confessions
and pardons my sin |
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if
you'll let me love you
d. stephens, m.
johnston, m. deJesus
produced by dana
key

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i don't
know what to do to ease your mind
i don't have the
perfect word to make it fine
i'm not so qualified
for sympathy
still i am not without
love
psalm number four
falls on your grieving ear
yes, i believe the
peace of christ is near
and i am here in
his name
you'd do the same,
you'd do the same...
if you'll let me
close
closer than a brother
if you'll let me
love you
we'll sit here and
cry
if you'll let me
love (let me love you)
never failing, ever
hoping
seeking to preserve
it always is giving
often beyond words
and when there's
nothing left to say
love has a voice
in sorrow and in
heartache
there's a greater
joy
i don't know what
to do to ease your mind
whatever pain you
have i'd take as mine
if you'll let me
love (let me love you) |
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everything
i hate
d. stephens, m.
johnston, l. moody

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i think
i am elastic
these arms they
are a wonder
pull from sideways,
up and under
i think it's time
for something drastic
and it could be
more than i bargained for
ten to one it is
oh i'm into everything
i hate
my spirit is not
fooled; my members take the bait
oh i'm in to everything
i hate
still not dead enough
to stifle this debate
these heels were
made for bruising
and the cobblestones
they're using
are the pleasures
of my choosing
i must be born for
losing
heal these soles
to hurt no more
and i'll lift these
hands just like before
Cover me like a
dimestore suit
until I'm just like
you
careful little eyes
what you see
careful little feet
where you go |
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i'll
give
m. johnston, s.
leiweke

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yesterday
i lived for me
and i was so alone
as i could be
then i saw you and
how you give yourself away
and i want to live
for you today
i'll give; i'll hold
nothing
i'll give and i'll
hold nothing back
my love is a lot
like me
wanting nothing
less than everything
but i know you're
the only love that's true
and only giving
makes me close to you
my hands are open,
so take what you see
and i keep nothing,
hold nothing back for me |
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anymore
m. johnston, m.
deJesus

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covered
it up with a question mark
covered it with
a crowd
keeping myself among
the proud
i don't believe
anyone could love
anyone less if they
tried
i smiled at you
and died inside, inside
i heard the voice
i knew
covered it over
with thoughts of you and i'll
never keep it silent
anymore,
silent anymore,
anymore
silently think of
a prayer for me
voice it inside
your head
maybe i need to
hear it said
sometimes the word
condemns the thought
so they're held
a lot
silence is golden
when i'm not , i'm not
whether it's God
or it's you
i need to speak
and be spoken to
i can't stand this
silence anymore,
silence anymore,
anymore
i can't stand it
anymore, silence anymore
no not anymore,
anymore |
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who
You are
d. stephens

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you
hung the hopes of a world
on a shining star
ready to give just
a glimpse
a little bit of
who you are
when the heavens
wink on a midnight clear
takes me back thirty
years
and again i hear
glory, glory, angels
sing
to the now and always
King
glory to the One
who brings
a little bit of
who You are
i lay my head in
a pasture bed
to this very day
there are few of
us left to the Master's work
is it true help
is on its way?
the faintest flickers
above have gone
but a shepherd greets
me with dawn
saying, "I am the
One"
suddenly there's
nothing left of Him
but a little light
burning deep within me
glory, glory, angels
sing
to the now and always
King
glory to the One
who brings
peace and life and
everything |
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scenario
m. johnston, m.
deJesus, k. breuner

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forgive
me if i've been
confused between
the means and end
i forgot to be a
brother and a friend
covered up inside
sometimes it's harder
to know
i have failed at
this scenario
my faults do run
deep
your mercies do
run deeper
so i knelt tonight
and felt that in
somebody's mind
there's a memory
of a balance met
but i left less
than sublime
there's no credit
line
no net worth to
show
i can pay for this
scenario
deepest apologies
and sincere regret
for carrying this
debt
this scenario returns
me to where i began
losing what was
mine and finding out
a shortcut is a
sin |
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there's
a day
m. johnston, m.
deJesus

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the
sun set down behind the trees
how quickly did
my skin
sense the chill
upon the breeze
and i'm uneasy;
the night surrounds me as
dusk ushers out the
light of day
a symbol to be sure
that my life can't forever stay
there's a day when
there will be no night
there's a day when
there will be no night
don't you know the
lamb will be our light
vassal, star and
noble moon
your King comes
riding soon
and as i mourn this
loss of mine
i'll leave it up
for you to shine
darkness makes the
baby cry
so the father sings
a lullaby to drive
the tears away |
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monkey's
paw
d. stephens, l.
moody

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i held
the monkey's paw and put my wishes into play
to know the will
of God, to show a motive for delay
i'm holding on to
find myself
just one more wish
i found a pot of
gold or something shining anyway
and caught in my
reflection a conviction held at bay
i crafted a cross
to adorn my neck
and finally earned
my due respect
and then a jewel
encrusted crown
to complement my
priestly gown
just big enough
to weigh me down
and bring this temple
to the ground
from inside out
without a sound
i found a pot of
gold today
i held the monkey's
paw today
and put my wishes
into play
thanked heaven for
the trophies
but i still had
hell to pay
so i brought my
spoils to the altar's edge
heard You say obey
instead
for all of my labors
and best laid plans
i'd only earned
a reprimand
forevermore to understand
that dreams come
true can kill a man
if never graced
by sovereign hands
i held the monkey's
paw |
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trust
d. stephens, m.
johnston

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so
he sat behind his natural defenses
and there he wrestled
with the song
he heard his name
in every line,
his life in every
measure
faced with feelings
he could not explain
there was hunger
in his hollow hesitation
there was posturing
for peace
but even where the
spirit willed
the flesh was still
maintaining
ground to give only
for a sign
and the call went
out again
take this bread,
drink this cup
know this price
has pardoned you
from all that's
hardened you
but it's going to
take some trust
he lost a heartbeat
when he heard the testimony
another soul forsaking
pride
and quickened by
the spirit
he's so sure that
he could hear it
Jesus his Savior
calling him to come
come every soul by
sin oppressed
there's mercy with
the Lord
and He will surely
give you rest
by trusting in His
word |
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inside
the bubble
m. johnston, m.
deJesus

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flying
high with the crowd at night
we float on unseen
fuel
each one sails,
a gossamer sphere
our course unwinds
like thread from a spool
what's it like inside
the bubble?
say the souls who'd
like to try
cut your tether;
come and join me
we can swim across
the sky
look at me with a
childlike eye
and understand who's
bound
why are those who
are on the ground
afraid of falling
down?
love has killed our
fear
and when we're done
we'll disappear
draws you out inside
the ring
comes a holy breath
of truth
setting free and
sealing you
in eternal youth |