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Yesterday, Today and Tomorrow

Today woke me up and asked,
"aren't you glad to see me?"
You've been blessed another day -
By the Most Mercifully.

Yesterday came to mind -
Reminiscing about the past.
Saying, through me you gain experience,
And memories that will last.
Shall I not think of Tomorrow -
And contemplate the unknown?

Today says, don't worry about Tomorrow;
It has problems of it's own.
Yesterday has wisdom and glory -
Tomorrow it's expectations and destiny.
But Today is the perfect opportunity -
I have to bring out the best in me.

Anthony Mungin 10/3/99

Swing Low

Hear my cry O' God -
From Florida's death row.
Be thou merciful unto my soul -
And please swing low.

I have been abandoned
And even left for dead.
Now show thy power of love -
For this human being you've made.

Your children's understanding fades,
Between what is right and wrong.
Atheist theories increase,
Concerning the existence of your throne.

Children are killing children;
Is this a sign of the end time?
The law forbids prayer in school,
Treating prayer as a crime.

Father, let me not lose hope;
Strengthen me when I am weak.
Swing low blessed Jesus -
Grant me the goals which I seek.

If the tempter causes trouble
And I fall weak to sin...
Swing low but lighten your blow,
That I may walk in the light again.

Lord, guide my feet -
With the gospel of truth.
Restore in me O' Great Jehovah,
The innocent heart of my youth.

Swing low Most High -
Before I die.
Let the glory of your kingdom -
Be the sparkle in my eye.

Swing low Precious Lord -
Exemplify God's mercy and grace
Grant thou children wisdom and knowledge,
To put injustice in it's place.

Anthony Mungin 8/23/99

Poetic Prayer

Today I humble myself before you -
in this Poetic Prayer.
I bow to the Greatest Lover in the Universe
because I believe you care.

I'm a living witness of your existence;
Let me now testify.
Man can create his own religion
but there's only one Most High.

You've spared my life many times,
even when I begged you to take me.
But now, I bless the day of my parents passion
as you permitted them to make me.

My life hasn't been as good as it should've
and I'm the one at fault.
The love of the streets threw me off
then vanished when I got caught.

I couldn't see it then, but I see it now
when I used to creep through the night.
I'm alive today cause my grandma prayed -
Lord, give him time to see the light.

I saw the glory of your goodness,
but just couldn't make that step.
Lord God Almighty, I was a fool
that needed help.

Now I ask you to forgive me -
for all the wrong I've done.
Wash me with the Blood of the Lamb,
and robe your prodigal son.

Give me the enthuse to pray...
for the young and the old.
Take the bad attitude out of my heart,
and the ego out of my soul.

Grant me with the wisdom you gave King Solomon,
and the courage of King David.
Then I can be brave to tell the Yeast Masters;
"I don't want to hear it, so save it!"

Correct me and discipline me,
but permit no one to kill me.
For Lord, you are my shepherd, I shall not want
here's my cup; fill me!

Anthony Mungin 04/24/99

The Clock

Bless the womb for a child has been born
in the middle of the dawn.
He's bless'd with the seed of permission
to take the truth and pass it on.

A time will come when he shall fall,
but not lose his sight.
On his knees, in the Blood of the Lamb,
is where he's taught how to fight.

The poison of self destruction
was embedded in his way.
Yet, adversity has it's mystical ways -
to teach how to pray.

All the while the clock ticks,
and the sign of age is revealed.
The scars of the heart from yesterday's -
has miraculously been healed.

Now wisdom is sought, the soul is hungry -
aging has become a blessin'.
But if I shall die before my time -
show me where's the lesson.

"Look how much time has passed,
and how much do I have?"
"How did I get to death row,
from chillin' on the Ave?"

With all my strength in my spirit;
I shall not fear the clock.
Just let me complete my part in Thy plan -
before you let it stop!

Anthony Mungin 04/26/99

Gratitude

To the Creator of Life -
The Father of Love.
To the God of my heart,
in Heaven above.

I do not come to beg;
for this is not a request.
I didn't bring a list of sins -
that I came to confess.

Lord, I stand in your presence -
to give you thanks.
Just as Jesus did -
standing on your rivers banks.

I thank you for my life,
and the days that I see.
I thank you for the ability -
to be all I can be.

Thank you for giving me peace,
when I become angry and tense.
Forever I will be grateful,
that I'm bless'd with good sense.

I thank you for my eyes;
to see the beauty you created.
Thanks for giving me time to change,
cause I know how long you waited.

And though I went astray
and lived my way...
You allowed no one to take my life,
but gave me another day.

So I'm grateful for the struggle,
the pain and tears.
Grateful for the experience through the years,
that help me conquer my fears.

I thank you very much -
for the beautiful colour of my skin,
Thank you for salvation -
and the power that's within.

I thank you for my family,
especially grandmother.
She introduced me to your word -
and set an example like no other.

Lord I thank you for my friends -
their love and care.
No matter how low I fell,
you made sure one was there.

Father I thank you with all my heart -
for your mercy and grace.
Thank you for the victories -
in the battle that I face.

When all is said and done;
my up's and down's, good times and bad.
I thank you Most High Almighty Creator -
for the bless'd life I've had.

Anthony Mungin