Monthly Archives: May 2015

Cut Twice

 

 

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Your choice to keep a new song,
Inside you for nine months long,
Is an instrument of the Lords,
That plays an umbilical cord.
An umbilical cord.
For whose sake?
Did the string break.
Born to be your ward,
But, What happened to the umbilical cord?
The umbilical cord.
The navel can be an inny,
Or it can be an outty,
Hidden from this hoard,
Was once my umbilical cord,
My umbilical cord.
As I grew and as I played,
Mama said, There would come a day,
When the sword,
Would again cut her umbilical cord.
Her umbilical cord.
Miles apart now that I have grown,
Mama waits alone by the phone,
My nourishment was now being conveyed through a telephone cord.
When did Mama cut her umbilical cord?
Mama cut her umbilical cord.
Years passed by and Mama did die,
And as I cried I screamed out, “Why?”
It now was my turn to let go and to be in accord,
I would have to cut our umbilical cord.
Our umbilical cord.
A son you have until he takes a wife,
A daughter you have all of her life,
Being a family is O so nice,
The umbilical cord needs to be cut twice.
We need to be cut twice.

Jephfree
a servant of the Lord

 


First Woe

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Revelation 9:1-12

Cast forth into this world age,
The actors take on a role.
This thing called life is but a stage,
Cast ones eyes on the direction of thy soul.
Cast lots for thy auditions,
The casting couch is already.
This act can be of adultery and fornication,
Cast into a bed of iniquity.
Cast down the dragon of Tyre,
The corsair of his sinking ship rests.
This merchant is a trader,
Cast about the Abyss treasure chest.
Cast away from the vestibule of hell,
The caparison of demons ornamentally adorned.
This theatre of life that plays expels,
Cast off the sorrow of the mourned.
Cast the stinging tail pain of Scorpio,
The infernal locusts have commands from the Throne.
This curtain is drawn open as the first woe,
Cast thy solicitude upon Jesus or thou will be on thy own.

Jephfree
a servant of the Lord


Five and Half Months of Reign

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This season is one of warmth with that spring sun,
Weddings, picnics and parties, everyone is having fun.
Celebrating with beer, wine and champagne,
They did not see it coming, the five and half months of reign.
Like the days of Noah, when they had the flood,
Except water will not be the cause of the spill of the blood.
Peace! Peace! Peace!, they will all feign,
To keep us unprepared for the five and half months of reign.
A third lost to pestilence and a third to the sword,
All flesh would be lost if it were not for our Lord.
Plenty of food for the birds along the terrain,
It is the worst storm to come yet, the five and half months of reign.
Hail, lightning and wonders are coming our way,
From the false messiah, to bewilder his prey.
Don’t be deceived by how he is so vain,
The forecast is for five and half months of reign.
Then our Lord comes back to make everything right,
This time it will be in a flood of Light.
True Glory, Honor and Power will be seen once again,
In the Rainbow of Christ Jesus that comes after the reign.

Jephfree
a servant of the Lord


Fruit of the Tree

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Body = Bread + Blood = Wine = Tree of Eternal Life

The forbidden fruit of that autumn tree,
Was not to be eaten by Adam or Eve.
The bite was taken and the leaves did fall,
Death was the penalty for one and for all.
Here is the reason if you do not know why,
God said, For when you eat of it you will surely die.
Deceived by that slithery snake,
Man had to be restored for God’s sake.
The yield Fruit of the Living Tree,
Would have to come from Adam’s seed.
The Fountain of Youth, well, it is found in the spring,
This Tree was planted then, for eternal life it would bring.
This Fruit would bear life to all who have loss,
The stem of this Fruit is the Cross.
The pulp is bread and the juice is wine,
This is the Life that flows through the True Vine.
Then blossoms on the branches will show off the Fruit,
Pruning Love, Joy and Peace as a growing, tender shoot.
So do not eat from that ancient, sinful, poisonous tree,
But, eat and drink the Living Fruit, In remembrance of Me.
Remain in the True Vine to bear Fruit and do not stop,
Let us give the Gardner the cream of the crop.
On Sabbath day, while you just sit in the pew,
Think about how, The harvest is plenty, but the workers are few.
Go pick the Fruit and share it with all,
It began in the spring and ended the fall.
What will this Sweet Fruit of the Living Tree give?
God says, For when you eat of it you will surely live.

Jephfree
a servant of the Lord


G-SPOT

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There is an intimate revolution,
Beginning to take place.
All across the world,
We can see it in the face.
There is this little area,
That will make you hot to trot.
Let it come through the lips,
When we find the G-Spot.
There are some walls surrounding,
This treasure of a jewel.
Allow the tip of the tongue,
To be used as a kind of tool.
Hold on to your head,
Your legs are about to shake.
This one is for real,
There is no need for the fake.
The climax to this story,
Will be when we impart.
That this is not sexual,
It is the G-Spot of the Heart.
That spot in the Heart,
That God can only fill.
Until those walls come tumbling down,
He will not seem real.
But, when He enters in,
The tongue will use His speech.
The lips will kiss Him back,
Up to heaven they will reach.
They pierced our Lord Jesus,
On the Cross of Calvary.
The tip of the sword,
Marked the spot for you and me.
So when the strings are tugging,
And you feel that ole soft spot.
The Heart will begin to swell,
From the intimacy of the G- Spot.
Here is a way to change the world,
Why not give it some thought?
The most excellent way to come,
Begins with the Hearts G-Spot .

Jephfree
a servant of the Lord


Here Comes the Groom

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Here comes the bride, you have heard it said, but,
Here comes the Groom, it should be instead.
The Groom has left His cup upon the table,
Lift it up and drink of it if you are able.
Let Him know that you accept His proposal,
The cup is up to the individual.
Keep watch with oil while He prepares your room,
The sound of the trumpet means, Here comes the Groom.
There are many mansions inside His Father’s house,
One and everyone is for the Groom’s spouse.
In the beginning we have our first sight,
When God said, Let there be Light.
Then brought forth through Mary’s virgin womb,
His physical appearance, Here comes the Groom.
We could not stay awake in the Garden for one hour of prayer,
Rise! Let us go! Here comes my betrayer!
Sentenced to die, Crucify him! Crucify him!, the response,
The promise was nailed and engaged our fiance’.
Taken down and laid in a tomb,
Three days later, Here comes the Groom.
The Groom wore a shroud and the bride a veil,
Covering innocence, not shame, to Christ’s avail.
Our veil will be lifted when we turn to His side,
The church is after all, the bride.
Wash your robes so you have the right to the Tree of Life,
Through the threshold of the city He will take His wife.
He says, Yes, I Am coming soon.,
The bride says, Yes, Here comes the Groom.

Jephfree
a servant of the Lord

 


Honor Code

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I broke the code, O lucky me.
Back to bondage, no longer free.
It’s not like I did not see.
A deliberate sin, mentally.
It manifested back the past,
How long is this going to last?
I thought we were having such a blast.
Now my soul is so downcast.
Forgive me Father for I have sinned.
Blot this out so we can mend.
I need Your presence to attend,
Let me feel You in Your wind.
Enter back into my lode.
Set up residence at this abode.
Refine me like purified gold.
So I never again break our Honor Code.

Jephfree
a servant of the Lord


I Choose the Seed

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I choose the seed,
To be fruitful and to multiply,
Is what we need.
I choose the seed,
With the woman’s egg,
Is how we breed.
I choose the seed,
In it is life,
Which is our creed.
I choose the seed,
A reminder that God,
Is within you and me.
I choose the seed,
It is not made by man,
It is how God intercedes.
I choose the seed,
The better choice,
Don’t you agree?

 

jephfree
a servant of the Lord


In Memory of Her

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(Mark 14:3-9;John 12:3-8;Song 1:12)

Just another thing that she wanted to do,
For her Lord Jesus she sure knew.
To anoint His body from head to toe,
With nard she’d been saving from awhile ago.
She broke the jar and then she poured,
A treasure in Heaven is where it is stored.
The fragrance filled the entire room,
This scent of a woman remains with our Groom.
Her deed was a lasting one for sure,
The Gospel preaches in memory of her.
While the King sits at His table,
His fragrance sent forth will be her label.
She did what she could do,
To prepare for His burial that was now due.
We will always have the poor,
And the smell of spikenard we shall all adore.
As we meet Jesus face to face,
And then He puts us in our place.
That sweet smell of Jesus that will seem so pure,
Is the Love accepted in memory of her.

Jephfree
a servant of the Lord


Just Like the Days of Noah

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Just like the days of Noah,
The world needs to repent.
Today is the time to do it,
Or the storm will be sent.
There is a lasting covenant,
To come into the ark.
Two of every sort,
Male and female will embark.
God says to come into the ark,
To bring thyself and thy house.
Where man will be loved by God,
As His one and faithful spouse.
Inside the Ark is written,
The testament of the law.
On the passenger list is,
Jeph and Tsela Ishshah.
Our tickets have been purchased,
So come on aboard.
Following the narrow path,
And through the only Door.
There is one other thing,
That God wants us to see.
That there is in place,
A window of opportunity.
It is not by chance,
That when the reign begins.
The Spirit of the Lord,
Will be poured out upon men.
Just like the days of Noah,
Men do not want to enter in.
Does anyone see a difference,
Between now and then?
There also is a man named Moses,
Who represents the law.
He was put inside the ark,
Like Jeph and Tsela Ishshah.
To call his people out of bondage,
And to set them free.
But to live according to the law,
Comes a lot of responsibility.
An aron was built,
And refers to the Ark of the Covenant.
Some look at it as a coffin,
But it is sacrificant.
These arks are all Christ types,
To show us the outside and within.
Outside is the invading force,
And inside is the protection.
Come on inside of the ark,
And avoid the final test.
Just like Noah’s name means,
In it is our rest.
The Ark is Jesus Christ my friend,
There is no other way.
He is the Savior of this ship,
Do not be a castaway.
Just like the days of Noah,
Evil is the contagion.
This dreadful disease has been given a name,
It is called Legion.
Though it is an epidemic,
There is but one righteous man.
He is our Ark, our Savior,
Captain and Husbandman.
The prescription that He gives us,
Is to follow the law.
The remedy has cured this living soul,
Of Jeph and Tsela Ishshah.
The covenant of marriage,
Has been turned into sin.
The sons of God are marrying,
The daughters of men.
Is this happening with just one nation,
Or the world as a whole?
We need the blossoms of Aaron’s rod,
And the manna from the golden bowl.
But the blossoms have turned to iron,
And the manna is now incense.
Fire of lightnings and voices, thunderings and an earthquake,
A great hail of the weight of a talent will be the consequence.
Just like the days of Noah,
Christ’s church has been sawing away.
Building an ark called the body,
Since victory was won on Calvary.
We must first come into God’s rest,
Or enter into the grave.
Then go into the world,
Making disciples out of the slaves.
To take the L out of the world,
Then the word is what remains.
There is no chance in L,
Because from sin we would have to abstain.
To do what is right,
Is defined within the law.
This Truth and Grace in Jesus Christ,
Was given freely to Jeph and Tsela Ishshah.
It is time to turn from sin to God,
And from below to above.
From self to Jesus Christ our Lord,
And from hate to Love.
Wake up and smell the coffee,
The storm is on its way.
Get in the ark of Jesus Christ,
Here comes the Lord’s Day.
Just like the days of Noah,
There will be seven extra days.
To stop the corruption and violence on earth,
Or the storm will come our way.
The testament will be shut up,
And there will be no more of God’s law.
That is why you need to be in the ark,
With Jeph and Tsela Ishshah.
It took seven days of creation,
And now seven plagues to devastate.
Seven bowls of wrath and seven trumpets to announce,
The arrival of heaven’s gate.
Psalm 29, verse 10 says,
The Lord sits upon the flood.
This storm is not of water,
But of prophets, saints and slain blood.
There will be so much blood flowing,
It will look like the Red Sea.
The ark will part these waters,
And take us back in His safety.
Back to the place of rest,
Where it all began.
Where death entered into this world,
At the fall of man.
The Cross crushed the serpents head,
But it has been bruising the church’s heel.
This flood will be leaving a lasting mark,
Upon his head will be a seal of a weal.
Just like the days of Noah,
History has turned around.
We are at the crossroad,
Where the curse will be lifted from the ground.
This storm is on its way my friend,
Like a massive hurricane.
The disciple’s boat survived the storm,
With Jesus at its reign.
The lacking was not of fear but of faith,
The lesson we should learn.
Will history repeat itself,
When Jesus Christ returns?
This is not a ship of fools,
But a ship built around law.
It is filled wit martyrs and saints,
And Jeph and Tsela Ishshah.
Is the faith of the centurion,
In Israel what we need?
Or is all we need to rebuke this storm,
Faith the size of a grain of a mustard seed?
So stand up and face this storm,
We are going back in time.
We tried to make it clear for you,
By doing it in rhyme.
Just like the days of Noah,
The end of the world is near.
It has happened many times before,
But now is the Kingdom years.
God changed the river of blood,
Into a river in Paradise.
We are going back to the Garden with God,
And we will be serving Jesus Christ.
There needs to be two witnesses,
To confirm the law.
When Jesus Christ weds His church,
There will be Jeph and Tsela Ishshah.
Jesus Christ is the second Adam,
And from out of His side.
There is the second Eve,
His rib of Israel, the church, or His bride.
It is finished, from the Cross,
Were words spoken from the Son.
From the throne God’s word now says,
It is done.
We have journeyed back to the beginning,
Depart the ark on the right.
To the Kingdom prepared from the foundation of the world,
of Abba and Jesus Christ’ Spirit, Word and Light.

Jephfree
a servant of the Lord