I Speak

Urban Life Production 

I speak the things you taught me to say, you made it possible,
you made the way. I have so much power in what comes from
my tongue, there is no room for negativity to come.
No negative word should come from my mouth when it’s already done.


I speak life as you have done; every word has power, because
there is life and death in the tongue.
When I think it, and say it, it is done. I speak what you speak,
you say it is finished, then it’s finished, it’s done.
Look at the power of my tongue, what I don’t feel or see it will come.

I speak from the seeds you have given me.
The sixty six books that I carry with me. They are the power
that you have given me, I ask and it is given to me.
I say it and it comes to me, life not death is a part of me,
Blessings not curses are upon me.
Every word I speak is water to my seed, and the fruit that comes
is what was planted in me. So I speak, I speak, carefully.

Resurrection

The old man dies to bring in the new.
A new reflection is about to be birth in you.
The road you take is nothing new, it’s been traveled
before, long before you knew this road is for you.

Past mistakes need not follow you, for the steps you
take lead to something new. It’s time to let the Spirit
guide the new creature that resides in you, to grant the
desires He place inside of you.

So look to the horizon for something new is about to
breakthrough, but only if you let go of the
past and allow Him to do what He needs to do.

Resurrect yourself to something new. Allow the Spirit
to get you through the next second, minute, hour and all year
through. Open yourself to something different and unique.
Don’t put Him in a box; He doesn’t put limits on you.
Allow His reflection to be resurrected in you.

©All rights reserve 12/31/2009

Grace Came Silently

Grace is silent it speaks to no one.
It came in silently underneath a star that
shined like the sun.
Wrapped in humility that no one would wear,
a sacrificial lamb that would one day carry
the weight of the world.

Yes, Grace was silent when heaven’s angels
spread the news, that the Messiah has come,
Emanuel, God is with you.

Only the humble were called to this place, an invitation
to witness the prophecy that took place.
Shepherds they are called, for they will spread the good
news, to tell the world that grace has come and that the
law can no longer condemn you.


©All rights reserve 12/24/09

It’s Okay to let it out

Its okay to let it out when you’re disappointed and you don’t know what to do. Its okay let it go, tell God, “Lord, I’m confuse, tell me, tell me, what I should do. I’ve done all I know how, the rest I leave to you. I’m trying to be strong and trust in you, but everywhere I turn nothing seems to come through.”
Its okay let it out, let it flow, cry to your hearts content it detoxifies the soul. Don’t hold it in and allow bitterness to poison you. Let it out and cry, “Lord, I need a breakthrough.” I Know know we’re suppose to be strong, but somehow the tears that fall really do help you to go on.
So let it all out when you’re alone. Let him hear your cries, your worries and your moans; for it is his Spirit that speaks to you, the Holy Spirit that intercedes for you.
Crying doesn’t mean you’re weak or upset that you didn’t get your way. It just means you’re human and you know that God’s way is the best way. So let it out and let it go, it heals the mind, body, spirit and soul.


©all rights reserve 12/14/09

"Take Your Stand"

This is my platform to tell who I am. To tell the world that I'm a Kings Kid who has a plan. That my Father is your Father and we fam. Made in his image is who I am. This is my platform to tell the world who Jesus is and that we are his if we accept him as the man. Who gave his life so we can live again.
I use this stage to tell many faceless faces that the Father send his son so we would not have to loose our places.
So where are you my faceless fam, when are you gonna take your rightful stand. It's not for you to be without a plan. Come and join me and take your stand.

“Shedding the Mess”

He is shedding my mess so I can give him my best. Everyday is a test, but in him, I rest.
Walking beside him, getting closer each day, letting him know I love him and giving him all the praise.
He is shedding the mess that does not belong, the mess that keeps me away from his throne. The layer’s that have piled up year after, after year; he is pulling it from me and making the way clear.
Oh, the years that the enemy has stole from me; he is shedding the mess, restoring the best, and setting me free.
Each layer is painful as he gets to the core; but I stand before him giving all I have so he can do more.
He is shedding the mess so others can see him, and not me. Through the trails and tests, there is a testimony.
©9/18/09

"Pray me Through"

Don’t judge me; don’t judge me, until you walk a mile in my shoes. Don’t tell me what I ought to do. Don’t tell me; don’t tell me until you, take care of you.
Every time you point at me, there’s three pointing right back at you.
Don’t judge me; don’t judge me until you clean up your act. Don’t tell me nothin until your closet is in tack.
See I know you got some skeletons too, some bones that need to be unwrapping, that are still deep inside of you. It just happens to be that mine are in plain view; so let God do what he needs to do, so he gets the glory and his presence shine through. Cause let me tell you, it’s not gonna come from you, from what I can see you a hot mess too.
Stop looking at me, until you take a good look at you. Are you doin what God’s word says for you to do, are you being true to you.
Don’t be haughty with me, when you were once there to. It may not have been the same situation, but I know it was God, and not you.
Just pray that I keep the faith like you and stop judging me until I get my break through.
Don’t judge me; don’t judge me, just pray me through.

© 9/16/2009

"Whispers"

He whispers so gently in my ear, my heart is open I have no fear.
The tears that roll down my face are washing away all my mistakes.
I nestle in his lap and he holds me near.
Our time alone is what I cherish and hold dear.
He says things to me for no one else to hear,
and when he’s done, my mind becomes clear.
I'm deep into him and he’s all into me,
a whisper of love is what he gently speaks to me.
©9/12/092009