Poisôn & Gracè


You'll Live Through Many Deaths Before You Cross The Ivory Bridge To Cessation. Dear God, Just the thought of loving my enemies is like poison inside my belly. But I am willing to die to self So that grace will triumph

Puritãn Econômy


The glory of the Lord finds true expression in vessels purged and sanctified from self. Without dying to self it is hard for the government of Christ to establish the will of heaven on earth. One must die to his own will in order to be alive to the will of the Father. “And Moses …

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Amos 6:1


My soul grieves for a game of soccer. Why am I at ease at the game of sin and injustice? There is a place within the soul where mortals see what many cannot see, and they press on in the presence of the immortal one, every day, full of grieve and compassion, that He will …

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Glory Realm


The world today needs more than seasonal redemptive help from the Lord, in these trying times when humanity is at the centre of insurmountable troubles. You and I need regeneration; a renewed commitment to God flowing from genuine repentance or a forceful mental U-turn towards the weightier matters of God. We can only access the …

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Kóinonia


Bring wine, my soul is a metal ball in the yard When you are there I am a fireball released from the peak of mountains, a bird out of a cage, a lion at the pride land When you are there my heart is a million love letters read by a million broken hearts All …

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BlóoMER


When I see your face the candle inside me becomes a million blooming stars and moonlights, dancing on the edges of my insecurities Pure honey, sweet rivers, crystal fountain Your face is pure honey, O’ radiant one Your face is a sweet river O’ ancient one a crystal fountain in the desert, you are O’ …

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