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Friar Thomas
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PostPosted: Tue Mar 02, 2010 12:22 pm


Real or Fake

I've gotta stop spittin these unholy rhymes
because now we're livin in unholy times
I wanna see all my Christians on the rise
demonstrating that they truly have Christ.
We've gotta stop all this nonsensical jokin
because we've been displayin attitudes of the broken
I'm tired of lookin round and hearin all the cussin and cursin
by people's who Christ's name is who they're rehearsin
this isn't a social group that you can join and not be a part
bein part of this means a change in your heart
and that change means a change on your outside
so what is it, have you changed or have you lied?

Christians I want to know if you're a fake or if you're real
because upon your life my master has placed his holy seal
on judgement day when before him all our sins we face
we'll cry and he'll respond "But you've been saved by my grace"

So all my Christians what's it going to be?
continue to live in sin, or will you be set free
will you declare "It's Christ who lives inside of me"
and through him will you finally be able to see
that our lives have to go through a major change
and often times changing who we are feels mighty strange
but give it to God and let him rearrange
and throw out your sins for his grace in his great exchange.
We've got to stop this unholy speech that comes from our mouths
instead turn to our brothers and shout it loud
that our Christ has made a change inside of me
and through that we've been set free

Christians I want to know if you're a fake or if you're real
because upon your life my master has placed his holy seal
on judgement day when before him all our sins we face
we'll cry and he'll respond "But you've been saved by my grace"

I know what you've been thinking this entire time
as I've been sittin here spittin out every rhyme
"Who is this guy that's tellin me I'm wrong
what does he care if I'm weak or if I'm strong"
I care cause it matters if you're real
if you'll allow Christ your sins to reveal
or if you'll sit back and listen to the mass appeal
because livin the Christian life isn't ideal
If you struggle with sin that's not the same
as sinning and not caring while proclaiming his name
you can't serve two master's so choose which it'll be
one will put you in chains, and one will set you free
So all my Christians I'm giving you this simple task
"What needs changed in my life" is what you must now ask
Give it all to Christ, all the things that you do
stop holdin on to everything like a tattoo
it can be removed and you can be free
but you have to open your eyes in order to see

Christians I want to know if you're a fake or if you're real
because upon your life my master has placed his holy seal
on judgement day when before him all our sins we face
we'll cry and he'll respond "But you've been saved by my grace"


© 2010 Friar Thomas
PostPosted: Sun Mar 14, 2010 1:20 pm


Wow...that was excellent. It's refreshing to know that there are still artists out there who use their talents to glorify Christ. Your poem has me asking myself, "Am I still dedicated to becoming like Jesus or have I just been talking a good game? Am I becoming fake?" Thanks for the inspiration to step my game up. I've definitely been slipping lately. Besides, my roommate's a new Christian and I have to set a good example.  

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PostPosted: Wed Mar 17, 2010 1:47 pm


Calvary

I've heard of the beauty of a place called calvary
so renowned this place, I just had to see
so there I traveled, into the past I went
pages of research, and time I spent
What I found was not beauty at all
stories of torture, and where men would fall
beaten and bruised, they were lifted up high
and then they would be left there for days to die
Their body draped over cross bar beams
There must be some misunderstanding it seems
There is no beauty here, no glory
someone misrepresented this wonderful story
This trip in all aspects was a dud
death is so thick here, the ground soaked with blood.
Here I stand, beneath a wooden tree
in the place called calvary

What caused me to come here, what caused me to see
was it the tales of its incredulous beauty?
Why did I find only a place of torture and death
why was this place, where so many took their last breath

One story I'd heard so many times
three men hung here for their many crimes
A heretic hung between two thieves
all of them hung from these wooden trees.
Something about this story, so many find surreal
but looking at this scene, only disgusted I feel
The heretic is beaten beyond all recognition
just because he didn't hold to a religious tradition
I asked many around me who this man was
"He's called Jesus" I heard amongst the buzz
Why is he hanging there from that cross
as his blood drips staining the once green moss
"He made claims to be the son of God,
and we could not continue to allow that facade
so we illegally held a trial of his peers
and stuck that crown of thorn between his ears
but before that we beat him 39 times with whips
and now as you can see his blood drips"

What caused me to come here, what caused me to see
was it the tales of its incredulous beauty?
Why did I find only a place of torture and death
why was this place, where so many took their last breath

Now I can barely hold back my cries
for simple claims this man dies?
For saying he is God's son he's beaten and bruised
please tell me, there is another reason he's so abused
"No other reason needed be found
which is why now, his blood soaks the ground.
Soon though his legs will need to be broken,
for the sabbath approaches and prayers must be spoken
Now be silent, listen to him speak"
I turn to listen and the words I hear sound so weak
"Father, Father Forgive them, they know not what they do"
The crowd grew silent as the tension grew
"Into your hands I commence my soul"
and from where I stood I saw the beating took its tole
for that very moment the Heretic died
"This man was the son of God" the Centurion sighed

What caused me to come here, what caused me to see
was it the tales of its incredulous beauty?
Why did I find only a place of torture and death
why was this place, where so many took their last breath

Then they took a spear and stabbed him in the side
and as the spear punctured, and the wound opened wide
blood and water poured, it could not be denied
that the heretic had truly in fact died.
The research I found, gave me quite a start
for a blood and water mixture, indicates an exploded heart
so while man stood and mocked him, beat him, and ripped him apart
the son of God, died on a tree, of a broken heart

What caused me to come here, what caused me to see
was it the tales of its incredulous beauty?
Why did I find only a place of torture and death
why was this place, where so many took their last breath

I learned later on he died to defeat sin
so Satan's lies would no longer win
but at that day at Calvary
beauty I did not see
I saw an innocent man beyond bruised
I saw him whipped, mocked, and verbally abused
I saw his body ripped open, resembling raw meat
I saw him spit on, and beaten as he walked the street
No, beauty I did not see at Calvary that day
but a change I found within, as I walked away

What caused me to come here, what caused me to see
was it the tales of its incredulous beauty?
Why did I find only a place of torture and death
why was this place, where so many took their last breath


© 2010 Friar Thomas
PostPosted: Thu Apr 08, 2010 4:52 pm


Oooh my gosh! I love that 'Calvary' one. That is excellent! heart heart heart heart

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PostPosted: Thu Apr 08, 2010 5:03 pm


Friar Thomas
Then they took a spear and stabbed him in the side
and as the spear punctured, and the wound opened wide
blood and water poured, it could not be denied
that the heretic had truly in fact died.
The research I found, gave me quite a start
for a blood and water mixture, indicates an exploded heart
so while man stood and mocked him, beat him, and ripped him apart
the son of God, died on a tree, of a broken heart


I cried. That's beautiful, sad, but beautiful.
PostPosted: Thu Oct 21, 2010 5:40 pm


Untitled

Here I am shivering at night
I've got no blankets and I've got no light
praying to God but I don't feel right
I'm hanging onto my life with all of my might
why does it seems like God just isn't here
why am I living my life in fear
God you promised to protect your own
but your love and mercy just aren't shown

Chorus:
Why am I laying here completely in pain
reaching out for what I can't obtain
can one of you please explain
why my life's become so mundane
it's not my fault that things aren't real
it's not God's fault that I cannot feel
this world has dealt me a rotten hand
but for God I will now stand


Verse 2:
All my parents ever seem to do is yell
they've made my home their own personal hell
I've hidden away in my own personal shell
wondering if there is anyone that I can tell
I've got no friends at church or school
got no one who thinks I'm cool
God you promised you would protect your own
but your love and mercy just aren't shown

Chorus:
Why am I laying here completely in pain
reaching out for what I can't obtain
can one of you please explain
why my life's become so mundane
it's not my fault that things aren't real
it's not God's fault that I cannot feel
this world has caused dealt me a rotten hand
but for God I will now stand


Verse 3:
Been through a year of University
not quite surprised by the diversity
often irritated by the perversity
but what can I expect from college
sent here to gain new kinds of knowledge
and things just seem so quick to change
my life just became so rearranged
So God I cried out through this pain
show me your love and mercy once again
but for some reason you're just not there
and I'm crying alone and its just not fair

Chorus:
Why am I laying here completely in pain
reaching out for what I can't obtain
can one of you please explain
why my life's become so mundane
it's not my fault that things aren't real
it's not God's fault that I cannot feel
this world has caused dealt me a rotten hand
but for God I will now stand


Final Verse:
I never took the time to think at night
about the different things i wasn't doing right
always blaming God for the things in my life
but is it possible that it is I who plunged in this knife
or is evil just a part of this broken place
so let God pull you into his embrace
and then you'll find his love and Grace
of your fear there will be no trace

Chorus:
Why am I laying here completely in pain
reaching out for what I can't obtain
can one of you please explain
why my life's become so mundane
it's not my fault that things aren't real
it's not God's fault that I cannot feel
this world has caused dealt me a rotten hand
but for God I will now stand

Friar Thomas
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