CELESTIAL ETERNITY
I feel So Disconnected
I feel So Disconnected
Author: Mark V. Markov
Where are you my brother?
Where are you my sister?
In the unites states
In the united states of America
Full of instant access and technology
Full of social media
I feel so disconnected
On the streets in real life
Feels like only the evil ones knows me
I feel so disconnected
Sometimes it seems
Like nobody else knows
In the united states,
United states of America.
I guess maybe
Other believers just don't know me
Yet it truly seems
Anyone could reach out
And if there is a need
Somehow could help
Only if they wanted to.
Instead it seems, no one is there
And I,
I feel so disconnected.
As I walk the streets
All I hear is heavy acceleration
Of vehicles
When ever passing by
As if with spiritual eyes
Many evil ones see me
And know me
As they rev their engines
And speed off
Sometimes it seems
As if the devil himself rides
The streets
The streets of united states
United states of America.
All I hear is this empty loud rev
Of acceleration
Where ever I go
From the organized few
State to state
Be it home or the store
From state to state
For it's associated
With some kind of evil practice
A hidden practice
That only they know
Sometimes it seems as if they try
To read my mind
And drive away
To listen to any words spoken out loud
While being in the distance
And when I notice
They rev away
In the country of freedom of speech
I feel disconnected
In the united states of America
I feel disconnected
God is with me
Yet it's so hard
When you don't have other believes
When you don't have them being there
As the evil ones express their hate
It all seems as some kind of
Organized witchcraft to me
So organized
That the evil ones
Know me
From state to state
It's not so easy
To be on the hidden run
From this evil
The evil
That people practice on others
In the united states,
The united states if America.
All I can do, is express the truth
The truth of the existence of God
And the truth that every
Good and perfect gift
Comes from God
That God created us,
And God created love.
As God is love also.
With hope that others
See and believe.
That is why hate comes from some
Because others see the truth
Of the existence of God
And brake away
From the false lies of others
The evil ones hate
When life is saved
And they hate
The ones
That help others
To see the light.
I feel so disconnected
On the streets in real life
Feels like only the evil ones knows me
I feel so disconnected
Sometimes it seems
Like nobody else knows
In the united states,
United states of America
I guess maybe
Other believers just don't know me
Yet it truly seems
Anyone could reach out
And if there is a need
Somehow could help
Only if they wanted to.
Instead it seems, no one is there
And I,
I feel so disconnected.
But in God,
By His mercy and grace,
I always believe.
In God,
With all my heart, soul, and mind,
I always believe...
How can one do good?
To those that hate them?
When many
Many don't even do any good
To the ones
That do good to them.
Oh it makes me wonder
Makes me ponder
I know it's not easy
But it makes me wonder
It makes me ponder
Seeing many just talk the talk
About love
Without any action
No doings of any kind
No fruits of love
Luke 6:20-26
The Beatitudes
20 And he lifted up his eyes on his disciples, and said:
"Blessed are you who are poor, for yours is the kingdom of God.
21 "Blessed are you who are hungry now, for you shall be satisfied.
"Blessed are you who weep now, for you shall laugh.
22 "Blessed are you when people hate you and when they exclude you
and revile you and spurn your name as evil, on account of the Son of Man!
23 Rejoice in that day, and leap for joy, for behold,
your reward is great in heaven; for so their fathers did to the prophets.
Jesus Pronounces Woes
24 "But woe to you who are rich, for you have received your consolation.
25 "Woe to you who are full now, for you shall be hungry.
"Woe to you who laugh now, for you shall mourn and weep.
26 "Woe to you, when all people speak well of you,
for so their fathers did to the false prophets.
Author: Mark V. Markov
Where are you my brother?
Where are you my sister?
In the unites states
In the united states of America
Full of instant access and technology
Full of social media
I feel so disconnected
On the streets in real life
Feels like only the evil ones knows me
I feel so disconnected
Sometimes it seems
Like nobody else knows
In the united states,
United states of America.
I guess maybe
Other believers just don't know me
Yet it truly seems
Anyone could reach out
And if there is a need
Somehow could help
Only if they wanted to.
Instead it seems, no one is there
And I,
I feel so disconnected.
As I walk the streets
All I hear is heavy acceleration
Of vehicles
When ever passing by
As if with spiritual eyes
Many evil ones see me
And know me
As they rev their engines
And speed off
Sometimes it seems
As if the devil himself rides
The streets
The streets of united states
United states of America.
All I hear is this empty loud rev
Of acceleration
Where ever I go
From the organized few
State to state
Be it home or the store
From state to state
For it's associated
With some kind of evil practice
A hidden practice
That only they know
Sometimes it seems as if they try
To read my mind
And drive away
To listen to any words spoken out loud
While being in the distance
And when I notice
They rev away
In the country of freedom of speech
I feel disconnected
In the united states of America
I feel disconnected
God is with me
Yet it's so hard
When you don't have other believes
When you don't have them being there
As the evil ones express their hate
It all seems as some kind of
Organized witchcraft to me
So organized
That the evil ones
Know me
From state to state
It's not so easy
To be on the hidden run
From this evil
The evil
That people practice on others
In the united states,
The united states if America.
All I can do, is express the truth
The truth of the existence of God
And the truth that every
Good and perfect gift
Comes from God
That God created us,
And God created love.
As God is love also.
With hope that others
See and believe.
That is why hate comes from some
Because others see the truth
Of the existence of God
And brake away
From the false lies of others
The evil ones hate
When life is saved
And they hate
The ones
That help others
To see the light.
I feel so disconnected
On the streets in real life
Feels like only the evil ones knows me
I feel so disconnected
Sometimes it seems
Like nobody else knows
In the united states,
United states of America
I guess maybe
Other believers just don't know me
Yet it truly seems
Anyone could reach out
And if there is a need
Somehow could help
Only if they wanted to.
Instead it seems, no one is there
And I,
I feel so disconnected.
But in God,
By His mercy and grace,
I always believe.
In God,
With all my heart, soul, and mind,
I always believe...
How can one do good?
To those that hate them?
When many
Many don't even do any good
To the ones
That do good to them.
Oh it makes me wonder
Makes me ponder
I know it's not easy
But it makes me wonder
It makes me ponder
Seeing many just talk the talk
About love
Without any action
No doings of any kind
No fruits of love
Luke 6:20-26
The Beatitudes
20 And he lifted up his eyes on his disciples, and said:
"Blessed are you who are poor, for yours is the kingdom of God.
21 "Blessed are you who are hungry now, for you shall be satisfied.
"Blessed are you who weep now, for you shall laugh.
22 "Blessed are you when people hate you and when they exclude you
and revile you and spurn your name as evil, on account of the Son of Man!
23 Rejoice in that day, and leap for joy, for behold,
your reward is great in heaven; for so their fathers did to the prophets.
Jesus Pronounces Woes
24 "But woe to you who are rich, for you have received your consolation.
25 "Woe to you who are full now, for you shall be hungry.
"Woe to you who laugh now, for you shall mourn and weep.
26 "Woe to you, when all people speak well of you,
for so their fathers did to the false prophets.
