"Hear me now" I heard Him say"Put this down" I heard Him say
That fateful awesome doubt filled day
His clouded face afore me hovered
In dreadful fear I all but shuddered
And reaching for the Book nearby
I thought that I would give a try
To find an answer pressing in
For fire and brimstone cause chagrin
And although opened toward the back
Alarmed I was for alas! Alack!!
There upon my eye did fall
The end of those both one and all
Who did as I in where I'd been
To practice arts here called obscene
Turmoil, tumult, struck but numb
This fate I thought archaic plumbed
My depths and so I pondered, cried
Confused and even paralyzed
Then Jesus stood anear and silent
I saw Him waiting without movement
But I said, no, I can't believe
Perhaps my mind plays tricks, deceives
Any any way, who would believe
That God has spoken and appeared to me?
So wracked within I could not sleep
While from the dark a danger seeped
Perhaps a demon I do not know
Dealt such a terrifying blow
Through flesh and spirit to beyond
For which no answers could be found
Except again in that good Book
And so I took another look
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Something to consider: You could easily add a basic drum beat to your guitar recording, for free. Get a lightweight mixer program, a soundfont player and a drum soundfont."Hear me now" I heard Him say
That fateful awesome doubt filled day
His face ablaze and voice thundered
In dreadful fear my soul shuddered
And reaching for the Book nearby
With trembling hands I wondered why
What answer would I find within
What price for a life of sin
Aged, worn, and bound in black
The Bible opened near the back
Alarmed my fearful eye did fall
Upon judgment of one and all
Every seed that had been sown
Every soul that I had known
Called to account for fault and strife
Absent from the book of life
The pit of Hell belched and groaned
Devouring all that I had known
Wracked with fear and paralyzed
I cried "Oh God" and shut my eyes
Then in darkness I felt peace
A silent spirit reached to me
But I said, no, I can't believe
Perhaps my mind plays tricks, deceives
I would be crazy to believe
That God has spoken to me
But the Spirit did not leave
As dreams of dragons filled my sleep
Visions of horsemen and angels
No longer seemed so fateful
The flesh is certainly weak
But there's a promise for the meek
Written in that good Book
So I took another look...
What'cha think![]()
Lol... I thought you knew me better than thatSomething to consider: You could easily add a basic drum beat to your guitar recording, for free. Get a lightweight mixer program, a soundfont player and a drum soundfont.
Yeah, all those are free. Like, legit freeware.
Eh... not quite. You wouldn't believe what the original citrus fruit was like. I'm glad they tinkered orange, grapefruit and lemon out of them.I like the green apples when I was a child. They are sweet and sour. Now the apples have been improved to death by scientists.
It seems that only the original products created by God are the best.
For if thou wert cut out of the olive tree which is wild by nature, and wert graffed contrary to nature into a good olive tree: how much more shall these, which be the natural branches, be graffed into their own olive tree?View attachment 239708
This can only show that the Gentiles were grafting on the branches of the Israelites.
Not sure what you mean. No interest in drum tracks? Already got a full music making suite installed?Lol... I thought you knew me better than that![]()
I really like what you have done!"Hear me now" I heard Him say
That fateful awesome doubt filled day
His face ablaze and voice thundered
In dreadful fear my soul shuddered
And reaching for the Book nearby
With trembling hands I wondered why
What answer would I find within
What price for a life of sin
Aged, worn, and bound in black
The Bible opened near the back
Alarmed my fearful eye did fall
Upon judgment of one and all
Every seed that had been sown
Every soul that I had known
Called to account for fault and strife
Absent from the book of life
The pit of Hell belched and groaned
Devouring all that I had known
Wracked with fear and paralyzed
I cried "Oh God" and shut my eyes
Then in darkness I felt peace
A silent spirit reached to me
But I said, no, I can't believe
Perhaps my mind plays tricks, deceives
I would be crazy to believe
That God has spoken to me
But the Spirit did not leave
As dreams of dragons filled my sleep
Visions of horsemen and angels
No longer seemed so fateful
The flesh is certainly weak
But there's a promise for the meek
Written in that good Book
So I took another look...
What'cha think![]()
I like the green apples when I was a child. They are sweet and sour. Now the apples have been improved to death by scientists.
It seems that only the original products created by God are the best.
Lol... I thought you knew me better than that![]()
I can condense it even further than that
I ran. God pursuedGuess who won?
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