- Cornerstone
Baptist, don’t let self-righteousness reign
Methodist are weary, what do the Pentecostal say
Catholicism, graven images are not the way
Episcopalians stand on their creeds…
but they’re all man-made.
The Mormon church twist the word to unbelief
The Buddhist pray to a god who remains asleep
- Darkest Hour
I shaped my time the instant that I fled
And woman, I could never love you any less
But these many miles that I've roamed
Are weighing so heavy on my withered soul
I dream of the end when sleep comforts me
No sorrow or longing, nor burdens will I keep
I've ventured so long with these misguided hands
- Masters Of Jest
There's a way that seems right unto mankind
But therein lies the ways of death
It takes a lot of trying to keep on denying
Paupers and peasants, masters of jest
Unrealized, mortality thrives
Finally gives way to the ending age
No strength in numbers, wing left or right
- Song Of Solomon
Rise up my love
My fair one, come away.
For lo, the winter's past
The rain is gone, it did not stay.
Open up, my love
Perfect one, my love
- The Blood Of Jesus
I knew the things I did were not right
The Holy Spirit convicted my mind…
and heart so strong I thought I would die
Until I ask and He did not deny.
Please forgive me and take control
The blood of Jesus…
cleansed my soul.