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Old Ways - Jay Manwell & Caleb Gordon

Enjoy, lmk wht y’all think about this. All glory 2 Christ

4 His Glory(prod. niji & aria1k)

Back to real, raw, and transparent music that matters. God driven.

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Briana Shanae - WTHOLY ( Christian Brimix)

(Nobodysthereforme)
Crawl through crevices 
For the roaches you marvel 
And they leave no evidence 
You’d think you’re alone… 
Bite at the backlash 
But my snare is laid bare  
Mutilate his skin 
And they don’t even care 
I pray with grease in the throat 
Pay no attention to choke 
You’re just the one that I chose 
To make it clear to atone 
They catch a glimpse of the drone 
Programmed to reap what it sows 
I dreamt a bridge for a troll 
But I gave Jesus the rose 

An accolade given so blindly 
What is the merit?
Buried beneath of his timing 
I can’t declare it 
What do you make of my findings 
That I hold so merrily? 
All of those bodies no wiser 
Held in me, terribly

[Available on Spotify - https://open.spotify.com/track/54ffvIcLl8t8fjfLaJAjPh?si=mHG-0kRlSJy7VlJfXKXI5A] 

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something genuine

To live in fog like this for the rest of my days 
Is worse than premature death 
As early as the afternoon 
I’m given reason to doubt that what I wrote 
Is of any value to God 
I cannot trust my mind 
There is no measure in this world in which 
It can be understood
But God 
So I have to teach myself 
I have to genuinely attempt 
adhering to law and not abusing grace 
Because I’m still struggling with nicotine 
and that’s an opening small enough 
For me to feel utterly subhuman 
I must believe that trespassing 
Is to welcome death 
For each time 
I recognize a sense of lacking 
And convey misery in my soul 
I relapsed the game for a few hours 
And turned tail 
Because the voice was not clear 
I cannot trust a dream 
I cannot trust my processing of what I see or hear 
It is treacherous
And is only a faculty in which I suffer my temporary humanity 
If God does not prove himself through it 
If I turn from God 
Then I worship hell blatantly
Because I am so off of the rails 
With this cesspool of obscure consciousness 
That I will never be able to rest
I’m advised to read the New Testament one book at a time
I hate that it’s like I never read the Bible to them
Because I suffer things they do not comprehend 
But truly if there is no standing for Christians in this world 
Then for me, even moreso 
I have been at the knees to everything
That isn’t the love formulated in my heart and mind
I envy all of those people who can afford a shred of ignorance in spite of what they know 
While I am laid bare before God 
every time I step foot outside of my house 
But there is nothing I can do 
I just need to get right 
I will reject ministry if I feel lost 
And I will feel miserable with my music 
If I am not perfectly in sync with Jesus
—-
The righteous are often the first to suffer 
They suffer and utter praise and mourning from beneath the weight of the earth 
For god intends to protect them from the coming evil 
I praise God that I am isolated from that which 
Would have completely corrupted me 
With a sober understanding and my head planted in the gospel 
I praise God for his protection 
I praise God for my isolation 
I praise God for his discipline 
On a vacation 
Yet I am entirely alien to it 
What joy do I have in ignorance 
When the kingdom of God comes soon? 
Forgive me Lord 
For muddying the brook of life 
With my feet
—-
It’s so funny :) 
Who ever has will be given more 
Who ever does not have 
Even what they have is taken from them 
It’s this simple 
And in this mind game 
A small drift in my emotion from any action  
Takes me from cloud 9 in my spirits 
To feeling like I have nothing at all 
and I begin to lack the voice I desire 
I experienced one and the other at the tip of a hat
It is a matter of faith and consistency 
The discipline to be amongst my own affairs 
And nothing else

ill

STRAY

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