Got a penny for these sparrows?
This kind is meant just for you.
If you don’t take them - someone will;
If they don’t, going to let them go,
Just let them fall.
I was dreaming; my heart still wary;
Watching as he brought girls to the brink
Of horror – where young ones go in war
To escape the flashing edge of swords.
Suddenly,
I was walking home on Mulberry;
Heading up the road to get a drink,
Saw him standing - his face to her door,
I guess he must have been the landlord.
Hey, Sister!
Got my money for tomorrow?
Just kind words will never do.
If you don’t get it – someone will;
If you don’t, going to make you go,
Then burn it all.
Some folks would be uneasy then,
But no, not she,
For the lilies do not worry
And Solomon in all his glory
Was not arrayed as one of these.
Children, this blue flour dress tells her story
And, hard as it is, it’s still worth telling,
So, take your time, she’s in no hurry now.
No, she’s not worried,
Not at all.
Hey Lord,
Is there solace for my sorrow?
Just kind words will never do.
If you don’t give it – no one will:
If you don’t, going to let her go –
Demons and all.
I was reading a bible story,
Reading about a faithful woman,
Saw a man walking by her front door,
Somehow knew he must be the Lord.
Quietly,
He was passing, says that old story,
Passing through the fallen town, Sidon,
And she knew her cries he must have heard,
But he did not answer her – a word.
Oh, Lord!
You got to have mercy – you know
What kind-loving sure can do.
If you don’t give it – no one will;
If you won’t, got nowhere else to go,
No place at all
Some folks would be uneasy then,
But no, not she,
For the lilies do not worry
And Solomon in all his glory
Was not arrayed as one of these.
Children, this blue flour dress tells her story
And, hard as it is, it’s still worth telling,
So, take your time, she’s in no hurry now.
No, she’s not worried,
Not at all.
Oh Lord!
You got to cast her off, make her go.
Her kind will hang onto you.
If you don’t do it – someone will;
If you won’t, not going to make it, no,
Can’t save us all.
I am pushing on, now let me be!
Needy woman, please wait and see.
I am bearing bread from the Father;
His task, my love; his will, my pleasure.
Finally,
I am heading to the Galilee,
Feeding all the children, the lost sheep
Of Israel starving for my good word,
For the manna, the body of their Lord.
So, you!
I’ve got nothing for you, so go -
No kind words will help you now.
If you don’t get it – others will;
And you won’t – I got to let you know,
No bread at all!
Some folks would be uneasy then,
But no, not she.
For the lilies do not worry
And Solomon in all his glory
Was not arrayed as one of these.
Children, this blue flour dress tells her story
And, hard as it is, it’s still worth telling,
So, take your time, she’s in no hurry now.
No, she’s not worried,
Not at all.
Oh, Lord!
Are there broken crumbs for her? Let go!
Your kind touch will make men new.
If you don’t save her – no one will;
If you won’t, well, I guess I don’t know
You, Lord, at all.
May God bless you!
These lost ones I will never let go.
And kindness, love, you also do.
If we don’t love them – no one will;
Yes, you know me, child. You know I won’t
Just let them fall.
For the lilies do not worry
And Solomon in all his glory
Was not arrayed as one of these.
Children, her blue flour dress tells your story
And, hard as it is, it’s still worth telling,
So, take your time, you’re in no hurry now.
No, be not worried,
Not at all.
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Matthew 6, 10, 15, Mark 7
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