Eyewitness Encounters

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Track Name: What Manner of Man..... (Ps. 107:23-30; Mat. 8:23-27; Mark 4:35-41; Luke 8:22-25)
Jesus our guide, implied, the lake before it picks up a tide, decides/
We should ride to the other side/
Our teacher who just finished a lesson/
Whatever he was suggesting, we would never question/
What is a disciple without discipline/
So listening, we get within, this frail boat of fisherman/
Sailboat, I meant to say, let's just call it rinky dink/
The kind of boat, just by looking at it you would think would sink/
Could've went the land route, some say a better trail/
But He never failed, so we set assail/
We trust him, because this man is deep like the edge of cliffs/
Before we set adrift, he was asleep like on sedatives/
Fatigued from the crowds that were swarming/
Then suddenly the clouds started forming/
So loud with the torrents we could drown from the pouring/
down, astounding how it pounds our assurance with an enormous mound of storming/

The sound of thunder, had me drawn to wonder/
Either we'd be taken under or be torn asunder/
Getting soaked as the boat fills I'd be thankful to grow gills/
While my Lord is so still and tranquil/
Dazed and confused, amazing this dude, laid there and snoozed/
Like it's a beautiful day for a cruise/
All the guys are horrified/
As the lightning flashed, we all saw our life flash before our eyes/
An onslaught of water that could break up this very thing/
Lord please wake up we're perishing/
The look in his eyes was trust me, chill/
With his hand put to the skies, said hush be still/
This view shakes us/
What kind of creature from the Creator, can negate or rebuke nature/
So I make like an analyst, trying to understand how his hand dismissed/
What manner of man is this/

In awe by the calm of His presence/
Eerily reminiscent of Psalm 107/
Search and we see at verse 23/
God's works in the deep for merchants at sea/
The sovereign by title made/
The stormy wind raise and create a tidal wave, with unbridled rage/
His power declared, it towered in the air/
To assail the sailors cowering in fear/
Feeling lost, they shout, being tossed about as it dragged them in/
You would think its strong drink how they're staggering/
Losing their scruples/
You heard of the eye of storm, they're in it's pupils/
So they cry to the Lord, for deliverance, from quivering, and glad they did it/
He was catalytic to still the storm like a paralytic/
With ease dismissed the breeze, rain flees/
Made it cease and desist, to not even a mist/
Track Name: Nocturnal Excursion (John 3:1-16)
I sure hope no one comes around, keep it on the underground/
I even waited till the sun went down/
If arose suspicion/
Whatever you think of this Pharisee, if linked up with heresy/
There's no need for this covert mission/
Getting fistfuls of their physical therapy/
With the charge of getting flogged/
By those with clout, the men of God, and kicked out the synagogue/
Every part of it unbearable, the argument of miracles/
Unmistakable, without God he's incapable/
To see he's a teacher's inescapable/
And high risk, watch my step like podiatrist Iris/
Stealth mode, veiled protection/
Before the high priest Caiaphas shuts us down like health code, failed
And labeled a bad guy/
That's why I'm on the low on my way to the rabbi/

Tell me what is meant by this emphasis/
And regarding it, hit me harder than a clenched up fist/
Open up my mind to his thinking/
Truly, truly, 2 times so it sinks in/
He testifies and specifies something my eyes can't recognize/
With radar and sonar weaponized/
It's critical, if you're not a reborn individual/
Then the kingdom of God is invisible/
Admonishing he clarified/
Unless you're born of the water and spirit, you can't get near to God/
Nah, It doesn't invade fertility/
With innate ability, just incapability/
Whatever's born of the flesh is flesh/
Spirit is spirit, I guess like a fresh reset, or press refresh/
Either way it's foreign or unnatural/
Sort if impractical, this just expressed/

He kept with the dually truly's/
We hear it's sound but just see the effects of the cool breeze/
Oblivious to its direction/
So is everyone who is born of the Spirit's selection/
Now for my head I'm reaching and scratching/
And ask how, he's like you're a teacher and asking/
Like I'm fuel for the fools living/
Not full of wisdom, as if I'm the problem with the school system/
Which would usually offend/
But he said we testify what we know, and doubled the truly's again/
He said it so cleverly/
Could he be the son of man he said descended from the heavenlies/
And those who hate the darkness will turn to light/
And trust in God's beloved son for eternal life/
For God so loved the world, that he gave him/
Not to condemn, but to save men/
Track Name: At The Well (John 4:1-29)
-I have met the Messiah/
Everyone, come meet the Messiah/
That's why I'm sharing it as loudly/
As I can, this man knew everything about me/
I have met the Messiah/
Everyone, come meet the Messiah/
That's why I'm sharing it so loudly/
Come meet the man knew everything about me-

I'm a Samaritan woman, yawning/
Pardon my voice, it's a little early in the morning/
Now, before you denounce my announcement/
Please hear me out, now, while I recount the account of it/
I went to the well, sort of my routine order/
Then this Jew asked me for water/
Perhaps for refreshing/
Wait a second, did that Jewish man ask me a question/
I sit intrigued by this mystery/
Cause Jews and Samaritans didn't speak, due to our history/
No trepidation/
To engage in, conversation, with me of low reputation/
Said so matter of factly, but casually/
If you knew who asked for water, you would've asked of me/
He was using it in a broader/
Sense, what he meant was provision of living water/

-I have met the Messiah/
Everyone, come meet the Messiah/
That's why I'm sharing as loudly/
As I can, the man knew everything about me/
I have met the Messiah/
Everyone, come meet the Messiah/
That's why I'm sharing it so loudly/
Come meet the man knew everything about me-

What a way to spark debate up/
Are you saying you're greater than our patriarch Jacob/
Who gave what he drank from, as such as constructed/
And furthermore, you don't even have as much as a bucket/
Or something to immerse it in/
His reply, everyone who drinks from this well is gonna thirst again/
What I bring is springs of eternal life, given through mercy/
And once you drink it, you will never go thirsty/
I can't decrypt this encryption/
But by the description of it I want sips of it then/
Go and tell your husband, not to offend/
I'm not married, he said indeed I had five husbands/
And more details as I sit in amazement/
Let's just say he knew my living arrangements/
Now this picture I'm painting, see that I crop it/
But there's enough info to perceive he's a prophet/

-I have met the Messiah/
Everyone, come meet the Messiah/
That's why I'm sharing as loudly/
As I can, the man knew everything about me/
I have met the Messiah/
Everyone, come meet the Messiah/
That's why I'm sharing it so loudly/
Come meet the man knew everything about me-

Never bother thirsting with this fountain/
Jews say Jerusalem, our fathers worshipped in this mountain/
God's covenant with the Jews, he worked with them/
He said that we don't even know what we are worshipping/
It's not about the locale/
Sought by the father, but spirit and truth fitting the profile/
And here is the proof/
God is spirit, so those who worship him must worship him in spirit and truth/
My sigh of despair, disappeared/
When I shared, it'll be clear and declared, when the messiah gets here/
The next line, I'm all in shock, my jaw just dropped/
Sort of, like it was synchronized with my water pot/
What did I hear, are my ears defying me/
He looked me straight in the eye, and said I am he/

-I have met the Messiah/
Everyone, come meet the Messiah/
That's why I'm sharing as loudly/
As I can, the man knew everything about me/
I have met the Messiah/
Everyone, come meet the Messiah/
That's why I'm sharing it so loudly/
Come meet the man knew everything about me-
Track Name: Bethesda (John 5:1-9)
Get a sense of its treasure, the injured with limps or dementia made whole when
they enter Bethesda/
Which is a pool in Jerusalem/
Sick come by the multitudes, and I got a view of them/
I can't arise, just here, like I'm paralyzed impaired/
Call me ice cause I'm sort of froze/
Admiring the water flows, with the five porticoes/
Yeah, with a tantalizing stare/
Cause I've been here for 38 years now/
A broken escalator, just a stare (stair) down/
Hopeless spectator, in need of help, so my best bet's patience/
Little I can do, so I accept waiting/
A normal day, where I'm short on faith/
With no expectation/
I can't bounce back like bad elastic/
Call me flabbergasted, the way I've been floored/
In sorrow, even it's shallow/
I'd jump inside the pool with no diving board/
Still as a statue, but still coming at you/
To splash through, tattooed with my bed sores/
Enough with the talk, the thoughts/
If I just get to walk as my reward/

Victimized by this daily exercise/
Now I'm mesmerized by these penetrating eyes/
Call me crazy as a mule, or a fool/
To talk to this dude, but maybe he will lay me in the pool/
He was odd with his question that's hardly a question/
Do you want to be healed? Is dude for real, that's an obvious question/
I want to be/
When I get nearer, call me a mirror, how they step in front of me/
Maybe I'm a boulder, a tree stump/
Something that they're climbing over, like a speed bump/
I tried going the distance with no one's assistance/
Persistently be dumped/
The truth is, I'm stressed a bit/
Everything's useless and fruitless, I'm desperate/
Now who's this cat with this talk/
Take up your mattress and walk/

Quick fast, things turned like whiplash/
I didn't even have to hit the splash splash/
Years of pain groaning as misspent/
known since an infant, gone in an instant/
I arise revitalized, had I known of his intent/
Without hesitation, I would've had no reservation/
For real/
The only concern of me is no more infirmity, I'm healed/
No longer a vermin in the field, acceptance/
His identity is undetermined or revealed, in perception/
The time where I'd lay in hurt desists/
My pain put to rest on the day the work ceases/
Oh the irony/
Done amidst many witnesses so I know they're eyeing me/
The thing that this dude slept on/
Picked up my mattress and got my two step on/
Track Name: I Don't Know ( John 5:10-14; John 9:1-33)
First of all this is awful/
You said grabbing my bed on the sabbath's unlawful/
Like to the law I'm unthoughtful/
I'm the same dude laying on the floor of Bethesda's pool/
The dirtiest, seen with unworthiness/
How they jumped in front, no need to be courteous/
You know the pose I was stuck in/
But rose up again, by a man with no introduction/
Peep this mattress, and that His actions were matchless/
Yet you got a beef it's the sabbath/
Before you go throwing blame/
Dude wanted no acclaim, in fact, I don't even know his name/
No longer do I sit sickened/
This kid's quickened, alive, man talk about nitpicking/
Whoa, if you could see the amazement/
That put them in their place like seating arrangements/

-Who healed you? I don't know man/
Told you to carry your bed? I don't know man/
No less, on the sabbath? I don't know man/
I already said I don't know him, I don't know him, man/-

You see it's hard to do without the/
Use of sight, but I see they're arguing about me/
That I was born in a/
Sinful state, to straight fail, so impaled I had scales on my cornea/
Not because of sin, did he just say/
Indeed this day, the work of God will be displayed//
He said he was the light of the world/
Which left my mind spinning just like it was whirled/
Or swirled, twirled like a baton/
I don't know what he was on, I just hope my lack of sight will be gone/
He hawked a spit, made mud, plopped it in my optics/
Oh my gosh, harsh with it, go to the pool and wash in it/
So like an optimistic optometrist patient/
Mixed with crustacean going straight in/
I sink into, water's in my mouth like its drinkable/
Gulps with hopes of the unthinkable/

-Will this work? I don't know man/
My eyes are open, oh man, where did my blindness go man/
Asking me where'd he go, throwing up both hands/
I don't even know man/-

The Pharisees, I guess they're embarrassed/
It's apparent, how they want to question my parents/
You can grab them with birth certificates/
He sinned, it's the sabbath, his works ridiculous/
Unimpressed with his efforts/
And his ethics, you want to question his methods/
You see I was blind, but how can a sinner do such signs/
Okay, wait for the punch line/
I'm his disciple, you're Moses's allies/
You don't know where he's from, yet he opened my eyes/
Surprised? Tell me what the problem is/
Being healed by a fella that's anonymous/
Who won't celebrate with confidence/
By relishing accomplishments with pompousness/
His name's Jesus, unless you want to trust him, hush then/
If he's not from God, he could do nothing/
Track Name: Night Visions (Daniel 7)
-These are night visions, I need light given/
I can't believe, that I'm receiving these night visions/
So intrigued by the mystique of these night visions/
I need light given, for these night visions/-

Four winds of heaven stirring up the great sea/
And arising out of it was four great beasts/
First like a lion with eagles' wings/
Til they were plucked off, and stood with feet like a man, can you believe this
Then another like a bear, had appeared/
With three ribs in its mouth, devouring flesh to impress fear/
It's meaning I was longing to discover/
Behold, here is another stronger than the other/
You'd get swept in strength, don't step to this thing/
It's mighty it could take flight like a leopard with wings/
Everything to express its a king, but then the fourth beast/
Terrifying, dreadful with a head full of iron strong teeth/
You can think of as brothers/
The ten horns it then spawned, while one horn was distinct from the others/
Speaking great things like a great orator/
With eyes of a man, devising the plans, for all it saw/

-These are night visions, I need light given/
Who are these beasts that's from the seas in these night visions/
It doesn't cease, as I'm seized by these night visions/
I need light given, for these night visions/-

Behold, the thrones were placed, the King took His seat/
The Ancient of Days who gazed upon His book of sheets/
Head like wool, His clothes were as white as snow/
His throne with wheels were made of flames with a fiery flow/
There's a thousand thousands that adore him/
And ten thousand times ten thousand stood before Him/
And that horn that was hailed, is now assailed for its arrogance/
To the King, he paled in comparison/
You know that ghastly last beast with the orator/
It's time to settle the score and beef before the Lord//
For his crimes, he's abducted/
Now he sits in judgement as its time to kick the bucket/
He's cursed, and worse, in flames he bursts but draws the line/
Gives the other beasts mercy for a time/

-These are night visions, I need light given/
While wondering and pondering these night visions/
Now coming in, is the son of man in these night visions/
I need light given, for these night visions/-

Now in essence, I picture a shrouded presence/
Behold, the son of man is coming with the clouds of heaven/
To the Ancient of Days, yet amazed, how he wasn't set ablaze/
And this grace is somehow a question/
He was given dominion, glory and kingdom/
This is a power reference, everyone shall bow in reverence /
This transaction is obvious odd biz/
Cause his fantastic reign's everlasting like God is/
Don't treat the subject matter, like it doesn't matter/
Cause all will serve the son of man like he was a platter/
Some of the toughest data/
For finite minds, it's clearly above our stratosphere if we climbed up a ladder/
Is the son of man Jehovah/
Cause compared to those beasts I understand that he's standing over/
They might've talked nice things that were appealing/
They might've looked like kings but he's the real king/
It might look like a title of civility/
But can it really be his true title of humility/
Signifying humanity, if combining with deity/
Not fragility, instability, either please/
Reasonably, these beasts that were preserved/
Alas, get exactly what they deserved/
This picture that it paints, I can go by/
Judgement given to the saints of the Most High/

-These are night visions, with light given/
There's glory in the story of these night visions/
Surely looking forward to these night visions/
With the light given, these are night visions/-
Track Name: Hunger (Mat. 21:18-22; Mark 11:12-14)
We see something off in the distance/
Looks like a fig tree, a source of nutrition/
It'd be awesome if it's in/
Season, for eating, following Jesus' leading, to whom we all sit and listened/
In a moment I guess we'll see, whether it's the recipe/
We yearn on our famished journey from Bethany/
No one's as hungry as me/
But by the sound of Jesus' stomach, he's as hungry as hungry can be/
I deduce, indeed this tree is so spruce/
That from the leaves it produced, it's got to have produce/
Mesmerized, I can't look past the site/
I'm so wrapped uptight, the thought of it whets my appetite/
I imagine the flavor the tree tastes/
The agony I savor with each pace/
It looks like even Jesus can relate/
Cause he's straight fixed on it like fish eat bait/
Usually I'm more inclined/
To be concerned with end times, now I yearn for enzymes/
Overcome with exhaustion, the sun was just scorching/
We come upon this fig tree to a ton of misfortune/
It was unexpected, he'd become neglected/
As its barrenness apparently was undetected/
Jesus denied of its fruit/
So he cursed it, instantly it dried up from the roots/
Before we tip scales, to the weight of anger/
It was a way to anchor, before that ship sails/
We got intel, revealing what God entails/
If inside was unveiled or we impaled his entrails/
I'm not trying to be myopic, with my optics/
But such a difficult topic, he's not your typical prophet/
With his miracles evident, as empirical evidence/
Teaching through the physical, deep spiritual reference/
He was setting a precedence, greater than our present tense, presidents/
Governors, or any others of reverence/
Oh my gosh it's frightening/
We have never seen a prophet like him/
Track Name: Heard by The Herdsmen (Mark 5:1-16; Luke 8:26-36)
Let me set the scene, enjoying this evergreen, scene/
It seems hotter than kerosene burning/
With my stock to their grazing delight/
Just a day in the life of a Gerasene herdsman/
At hand now advanced a boat/
These men, I see then a madman approached/
He was unstable/
Many times they've tried to bind just to find no one's able/
Whatever bound, when found each day were severed/
Tore through chains and fetters like they were feathers/
Ironically, I'm too chicken, and too stricken/
With fear, to get near there, this dude's sickened/
I don't know how to behave, I'd try to be brave/
But he lived amongst the dead hiding in caves/
We feared his temper/
he was clearly mental in his bare essentials, we were scared to enter/

-I'm amazed as it astounds/
The boat lands with a wave and a splash sound/
While all the men stayed in the background/
There is one, unfazed wouldn't back down/-

Alpha male, steps out the sailboat/
Screams and shouts to him, demon come out of him/
We were all timid/
We seen him placed in chains, and watched that boy bend it like his authentic/
Strength was augmented, clearly, here he's/
In fear of being tormented/
Keeping my distance, I go spy on both guys/
And hear him cry son of the most high/
Cowering in fear/
Afraid with concern, now the tables are turned, I'm like how'd we get here/
I'm watching this oddly, this man's hobby/
With rocks, he would scar and leave marks on his body/
This was a revelation/
Indeed his separation, was preceded by reputation/
Known throughout this whole region/
Yet I never heard this name before, Legion/

-This leaves me with questions/
The man from the boat, he was suggesting/
To the other man who screamed with aggression/
He was empowered by demon possession/-

He greeted, pleaded, sounding defeated/
called him Jesus with no introduction needed/
As I listen, the man with this massive condition/
Petitions, and asks for permission/
Not to go in the abyss, bottomless pit, before the time/
But be tossed in swine/
Permission was granted, he gives to the bandit/
The nod, this odd bizarre gift he demanded/
I know what was said/
Then I see these pigs going over the edge, I'm just holding my head/
The effects are detectable/
But it's beyond what's perceptible, I need spectacles/
Is my sight blind/
I thought I'd never have viewed in my lifetime, dude looking quite fine/
Soothed in his right mind, I just sigh/
Cause we joked we'd see this day when pigs fly/

-What just occurred/
Did something just jump in the herd/
Absurd, let me head into town/
Start spreading around just what I observed/-
Track Name: The Privilege (Isa. 6; John 12:37-41)
-What a privilege//
To see the king you promised for deliverance//
And me receive the honor to deliver this vision//
The Lord of hosts/-

Whoa, I am assaulted/
Seeing the holy Lord on his throne, vaulted, high and exalted/
A sight my eyes entirely admired/
The same year King Uzziah had expired/
Is it coincidental/
The train of his robe filled the temple,
His holiness exposing we're sinful/
He was seated as he governs/
While each having six wings, were seraphim above him/
Two wings for covering, their face, two for covering/
Their feet, while the other two they were using for hovering/
In awe they spoke/
To each other saying holy, holy, holy is the Lord of Hosts/
The whole earth is full of his glory/
Surely, was the story of this auditory oratory/
He who wrote the book on salvation/
Spoke, amidst the smoke, and shook it's foundations/

-What a privilege//
To see the king you promised for deliverance//
And me receive the honor to deliver this vision//
The Lord of hosts/-

I can't hide the horror/
I broke the law from inside the Torah, in need of cyanide to say sayonara/
He'll light me up like a firefly behind my aura/
Like Sodom and Gomorrah, unbottling His furor/
When his unseen fists, hits my unclean lips/
For being people of unclean ness/
My understanding can't abandon my reasoning/
Conclusion, woe is me for I have seen the King/
Feelings unaltered, my fear doesn't falter/
A seraphim with coals now flies near from the altar/
Using tongs cause the coals were smoldering hot/
Plus he's on a level of holy they're not/
Indication of glorification/
It's clear I sin, with seraphim in fear of him, needing purification/
Now the coals that he holds in the clutch of its grips/
Amazingly, are touching my lips/

-What a privilege//
To see the king you promised for deliverance//
And me receive the honor to deliver this vision//
The Lord of hosts/-

Just as I was thinking no more/
He said it removes my guilt, and filth, my sin has been atoned for/
Man, that's heavy like I hoist rocks/
Then I'm hearing an incomparable voice box/
It was God that was speaking, seeking/
Someone to send for Him, here I am, send me then/
I'll go to your people, claiming they're expecting me/
But won't find my name in a directory/
The one they should be about accepting/
They hear with no comprehension, see without perception//
Make their heart the issue//
Because they haven't seen you in your splendor, like sugar that's artificial/
They're encumbered, I wonder, that the trouble they're under/
Really is a double entendre//
Yeah, I need grace to reveal/
Just like their hearts, if they about face and be healed/

-What a privilege//
To see the king you promised for deliverance//
And me receive the honor to deliver this vision//
The Lord of hosts/-
Track Name: The Dilemma (Mat. 27:11-14; Mark 15:1-5; Luke 23:1-7; John 18:28-40)
This man in my presence, who stands at my entrance/
Accompanied by the Jews, demanding a sentence/
Asking me to judge is odd/
They have their own law, but they want him dead, cause he said he was the son of
Should I pay homage, he looks harmless/
Even minus the carnage and bondage of convicts/
I'm confused, caught up in this conflict/
That some Jews want this man dead is a mind trick/
If he speaks, it could set up his release/
He'd be deceased if left to the chief priests/
Salivating with accusations and allegations/
How they're saying he's straying and swaying all the Galileans/
Technicality, formality, of legality/
For conviction, no jurisdiction in Galilee/
I now pause, without cause, left like south paws/
To send them to Herod as my out clause/

-The mystique and the mystery, he speaks so convincingly/
It leaves me shaking like a tremor/
'Cause if he is, who I think he is/
Make no mistake, I'm facing a dilemma/
I'm faced with a dilemma/
Facing a dilemma/
I'm faced with a dilemma/
This is my dilemma, this is my dilemma/-

The turned away, is back like vertebrae/
I can extend some help, he won't even defend himself/
What's with this man before me/
When faced with remarks inflammatory, defending yourself should be mandatory/
Another cause for concern/
It seems my wife had a dream, she tossed and she turned/
About this man that's righteous, unplanned crisis, the chief priests carried in/
steer clear of him, cut it out like a C-sarian/
Is he the king that would reign with supremacy/
I could set him free courtesy of clemency/
Don't treat me like I'm some dumb novice/
That can't tell unjust barters, for martyrs, with trumped up charges/
Regardless, whatever they claim, cleverly maintain/
Steadily takes aim at this target hardest/
This cat could feel the wrath/
Now I'm curious, about to catch a case of curiosity killed the cat/

-The mystique and the mystery, he speaks so convincingly/
It leaves me shaking like a tremor/
'Cause if he is, who I think he is/
Make no mistake, I'm facing a dilemma/
I'm faced with a dilemma/
Facing a dilemma/
I'm faced with a dilemma/
This is my dilemma, this is my dilemma/-

Should I absolve him/
Are you the king of the Jews, he said that's what I have called him/
To speak in absolutes there is much dispute/
He said he's here to testify of the truth, what is truth/
I'm an overlord/
But he's talking to me like he's laying his life down of his own accord/
Saying I can in no way condemn/
Unless its given from heaven, and he who turned me over has the greater sin/
His servants would've swarmed his opponents/
I guess that's sort of an omen, if,
Indeed he's a king that was born for this moment/
He wasn't knocked off his helm, and he's not overwhelmed/
He said his kingdom is not of this realm/
It's not my plan, to squash this man/
Consider the significance, if innocent, now in ignorance I will then wash my
Maybe I can bring them to choose/
The madman Barabbas or this king of the Jews/

-The mystique and the mystery, he speaks so convincingly/
It leaves me shaking like a tremor/
'Cause if he is, who I think he is/
Make no mistake, I'm facing a dilemma/
I'm faced with a dilemma/
Facing a dilemma/
I'm faced with a dilemma/
This is my dilemma, this is my dilemma/-
Track Name: Skeptical ( John 20:24:29)
I could ball up and wallow in/
Pity, I left all else to follow him/
The pain that remains present tense, ever since his death, evidenced by all of
the sorrowing/
Some say the Lord appeared to them in a locked room/
Let's not assume, was it an imposter in a costume/
We can sit here and debate it man/
I'll only believe when I see his ventilated hands/
Rumors of his reemergence, still it doesn't seem as urgent/
Of a matter to me, doesn't matter to me/
Til He's revealing his holes, I feel and behold, adequately, I'm adamantly
really opposed/
To expose and clear the facade/
From the tears of the rod, is put my hand through the pierce of his side/
I ain't listening to anybody/
Hello, I'm Thomas, welcome to my pity party/

-Seeing is believing/
I won't believe 'til I see Him/
Seeing is believing/
I won't believe 'til I see Him/-

Now I'm being beheld as spiteful/
Ridiculous, I'm Didymus, one of his twelve disciples/
You want to speak then go, because I'm unreachable/
To say he's seen about a week ago is unspeakable/
I won't accept the lie, call me Mr. Skeptic guy/
To rectify my moxie, shock me like electrify/
My assailed prince overcame his ailments/
When I see the damage of the hammer with the nail prints/
He said Lazarus was laid to sleep/
Dead, but he's glad he wasn't there so we may believe/
As I thought about this day, I know the Lord no doubt could raise/
As he brought him out the grave so amazingly/
He said he was going to prepare a place another day/
I said we don't even know the way, he said he was the way/
There's no convincing me, til you eventually/
Penetrate my sensory, then it makes sense to me/

-Seeing is believing/
I won't believe 'til I see Him/
Seeing is believing/
I won't believe 'til I see Him/-

Aw shucks, my lunch I almost tossed up/
How'd this dude get in the midst of us with the doors shut, I'm awestruck/
Bewilder the assembly, like wow it's a wild trick/
Familiar to my memory, somehow it's nostalgic/
I'm so surprised to see thee/
It's the Lord or do my eyes deceive me/
Easy, don't dare assume/
that Jesus cleared the tomb, unless you see that he's bearing wounds/
Peace be with you/
Extend your hand into my side, don't deny, and believe that it's true/
My Lord, my God/
What I mean by that is your my Lord, my God/
Not blasphemy like I'm in awe, my God/
But actually, that He's my Lord, my God/
You see, you believe, listen closely/
Blessed are those who believe and they don't see/

-Seeing is believing/
I won't believe 'til I see Him/
Seeing is believing/
I won't believe 'til I see Him/-
Track Name: Transfiguration (Mat. 17:1-13; 2 Pet. 1:16-18)
If I could have a moment of your time, to go in with the rhyme/
For the blowing of your mind, like I'm showing it a nine/
Close range, so strange be holding the divine/
Mouth open at the time, not an opinion opined/
Ecstatically, dramatically, emphatically/
We saw him transformed as if magically, all of his majesty/
I'm about to stop, it's beyond insane/
Let me rewind, it's me, John and James on this mountaintop/
We climbed high, yet we never had to ask why/
Like the star and the magii, just following the rabbi/
Suddenly a sunburst, I see three men converse/
Is that Elijah, Malachi said he would come first/
I suppose if that's Elijah, the other guy's Moses/
Why? He looks just like a Moses/
Seriously folks, back to the anointed view then/
Symbolically the law and the prophets were pointing to him/
We make like Jenny Craig, wait and watch/
At a sight so bright and blazing hot, we start to gaze at spots/
That's right, his clothes' whiter than any amount of Clorox/
At this heavy account our jaw drops/
I stand in amazement, at his transfiguration/
Could this man be the answer to our anticipation/
As his glory shows, Old school know how the story goes/
Hands to the pavement to build memorials/
Erect an altar, cause he was altered, then we all heard/
Another voice, awkward/
Terrified, I want to run/
Then the voice within the cloud said listen to my beloved son/
We all look around, in awe at this sound/
Then uniformly fall to the ground/
Huh, I felt a touch on my shoulder/
No sir, there was no rush to turn over/
To my surprise, I was so scared/
It was Jesus saying open your eyes and rise with no fear/
It makes sense now, remembering what's said/
Tell no one till the son of man is risen from the dead/
Track Name: Mama
An immigrant from Trinidad/
Now trying to raise four kids after separating from dad/
I just wanted my mom and my dad's love/
Even under the harm and the bad blood/
Age of seven, went to church for conveying heaven/
And observed how it worked, with the way the reverend/
Was balling with Cadillacs that cat was wack/
And I couldn't see past that like cataracts attacked/
To the gospel I was much opposed/
And it didn't make sense to me like I had a stuffy nose/
Though I questioned this new clown speaking/
This was you expressing your newfound freedom/
Plus the comb was there/
For busting up naps with it, whether asleep or combing hair/
In the middle of it all like a centerfold/
Integral, teaching me biblical principles/
I could hear your voice trailing on me/
Boys don't hit girls, while my sister's steady wailing on me/
Holding her arms as we would wrestle/
But it laid groundwork for understanding the weaker vessel/
Years later, I stand as a man/
And it left an impression like hands in the sand/
And I didn't recognize the obvious part of it/
I was being trained up, and not to depart from it/

-I reflect on your life, Mama/
All the ways you were repping the Christ, honor/
Ever since you had stepped in the light/
These are things that I witnessed/
And all the effects of the sights/-

I was just a live in slob/
Young and rebellious, hung with the fellas, you said either go to school or get
a job/
And it ain't got to be so deep/
It taught me if a man don't work, then he don't eat/
Being in the ghetto, where crime was incidental/
Moving to Maryland with you then was instrumental/
I learned to live/
Without God on a mission, going hard as collision, til I saw an alternative/
Remember how that preacher was/
God placed me here to find Him, though He's not far from each of us/
By grace I had regeneration/
You recommitted to Christ with rededication/
But now I'm realizing as such/
There's much value in all the lives that you touched/
Just exercising your spiritual muscles/
Which were profitable you were hospitable/

-I reflect on your life, Mama/
All the ways you were repping the Christ, honor/
Ever since you had stepped in the light/
These are things that I witnessed/
And all the effects of the sights/-

You were with me in my bottom stage/
Now here you are, giddy, cause I got engaged/
Fast forward, having thoughts would your life last/
Hospital bed, triple bypass, & quite sad/
You knew how to clear the gloom in the room up/
Who says Christians can't have a sense of humor/
Assured, awaiting your reward/
You knew whether you lived, or whether you died, you're the Lord's/
Yeah, you were near to heaven there/
But by God's grace, we were spared eleven years/
Battling, but nothing so challenging/
As when my dad got sick and I brought him to Maryland/
If I could somehow bottle your witness/
How you prayed with him and modeled forgiveness/
Now you are with the Lord who forgave us/
Face to face with our Savior/

-I reflect on your life, Mama/
All the ways you were repping the Christ, honor/
Ever since you had stepped in the light/
These are things that I witnessed/
And all the effects of the sights/-

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