Everything He has promised me He will do, He will do.
The sea’s only gifts are harsh blows, and occasionally the chance to feel...
So I Was Rescued from the Lion's Mouth
I denied myself nothing my eyes desired; I refused my heart no pleasure. My heart took delight in all my labor, and this was the reward for all my toil. Yet when I surveyed all that my hands had done and what I had toiled to achieve, everything was meaningless, a chasing after the wind; nothing was gained under the sun.
It matters not how straight the gate, How charged with punishments the scroll. I...
I’m in a serious transitory period right now.
Fast Car—Tracy Chapman this is a man...