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WHY DIDN'T I TELL YOU Lenora Love Whiteside Just this morning I thought of you-- I heard your voice over the phone -- I think it was just a few days ago Behold the next thing I knew -- Heard the bad news Why didnt I share with you the Gospel News, His death on the Cross, Of his shed blood loss Forgiveness of Sin, Life renew He paid the cost ,That your soul wouldn't be lost Why didnt I tell you -- I loved you for It was the christian thing to do "Gonna get it right" you'd often would say never dream that your soul would be gone by today Why didnt I tell you -- Of Christ Why didnt I kneel with you and pray Why didnt I reason with you -- If it took all night and all day Why didnt I make sure you -- except Christ by faith Impossible now -- your outta sight It's too late, Your soul has departed from this life Didnt seem the time was ever right Now my heart skips a beat My knees tremble with fright Left me broken hearted So quickly departed But, what gets me the most-- Why didnt I tell you about the Holy Ghost Why didnt I tell you of Christ blood One moment is all it would have took You were a wonderful person Easy to learn and understand you looked up to me, So why didnt I pray with you hand and hand Didnt matter you weren't close too home why didnt I share of Christ's Salvation with thee You could have given your soul too christ -- Right over the phone -- So now I feel sorrow down to my bones I've asked others that was near to you Was He Saved -- Was his life Renewed? With tears in eyes-- and with a sad sigh with heads hung low --they weren't even sure Now I don't know what too do -- feeling blue Why didnt I tell you -- for It was the christian thing too do I hope and pray knowing Christ as I do-- That he sought after you -- That your names written in the lambs book of life too But, of sharing the Gospel News!-- to those that are dear To those of whom you were cool and to every stranger that you knew He left that all up to me & you!! Why why why didnt I tell you -- After all, it was the christian thing to do WEBSITE www.LenoraLove.com EMAIL LenoraLove@poetic.com LenoraLove@yahoo.com (c) 2006, Lenora Love Whiteside "In Loving Memory of My Step Son" -- Lenora Love Whiteside (Written March, 2006)

================= SEE VIDEO BELOW ================= WRITE THE VISION Lenora Love Whiteside Write the vision while it is day while it is night by candlelight. Write the vision as you kneel and pray Whatever it is that your inner eye see write the vision as the Holy Spirit gives you Love, Peace, Joy & Liberty And the Lord answered me and said, Write the vision and make it plain upon tables that he may run that readeth it, write the vision, whether your gay or feeling gloom, keep on writing even while the day is doom, whatever it is that your inner eye see, Write the vision as the Holy Spirit gives you, Love, Peace, Joy & Liberty! (c)2000, Lenora Love Whiteside Poet & Spoken Word Artist ============================ WRITE THE VISION -- (VIDEO) Lenora Love Whiteside ============================ Lenora Love whiteside, Poet & Spoken Word Artist WEBSITE: www.LenoraLove.com EMAIL: LenoraLove@Yahoo.com LenoraLove@Poetic.com

WRITE THE VISION Lenora Love Whiteside Write the vision while it is day while it is night by candlelight. Write the vision as you kneel and pray Whatever it is that your inner eye see write the vision as the Holy Spirit gives you Love, Peace, Joy & Liberty And the Lord answered me and said, Write the vision and make it plain upon tables that he may run that readeth it, write the vision, whether your gay or feeling gloom, keep on writing even while the day is doom, whatever it is that your inner eye see, Write the vision as the Holy Spirit gives you, Love, Peace, Joy & Liberty! (c)2000, Lenora Love Whiteside Poet & Spoken Word Artist WEBSITE www.LenoraLove.com EMAIL Lenoralove@poetic.com Lenoralove@yahoo.com

========================= *** SEE VIDEO BELOW *** ========================= A BIRDS' EYE VIEW Lenora Love Whiteside My blind eyes are dim and confused yet from a birds' eye view, I can see the signs of the end of time. I hear the faint whisper of the wind spread the news through the trees! I watch as the apple worm stretch his body by faith peek around, listen for that Angelic trumpet sound. My blind eyes are dim and confused yet from a birds' eye view, I can see the signs of the end of time. I hear the nestling in the tree, chirping happily! Little birdie in the tree, hearken unto me! Don't be shy take to the sky, Is the master coming by and by? without fear, she dance a demonstration in the sky. She shreak through her trumpet beak "Soon, soon, she said, our creator is coming back soon! Lenora Love Whiteside, Poet & Spoken Word Artist ============================== BIRDS'S EYE VIEW -- (VIDEO) Lenora Love Whiteside ============================== WEBSITE: www.LenoraLove.com EMAIL: LenoraLove@Yahoo.com LenoraLove@Poetic.com

THE POET'S PEN Lenora Love Whiteside With this pen I write -- From the inner being of my soul I wonder do other spirits understand Fully the plight of a poet? When she cried at twilight Seems her shadow aids her beck and call The poets' pen power from within Can it change the world? Shall it be the solution to pollution Or the answer to world affairs? Calamity and Tragedy through the storms The twins cried loudly Is there any one there, Surely does anyone care? The homeless poor Whom eats from trash cans outside my door With this pen I write -- From the inner being of my soul As the years go by I realize, life is too abort Loved ones and strangers battle in court Am I the only one a fool? The word of God is true As close as my shadow may appear to be He can't save me Lips that speak tales of damnation Hands that shed innocent blood with a stroke of a pen The Angels will report everything you do It will face you again soon Every deed done in our body good or bad Every spoken word shall be dished back On a judgement scepter spoon Invitations to eat drink and be merry Performances of plight in the night skeletons in secret closets With this pen I write From the inner being of my soul -- The Poets Pen! (c)2005, Lenora Love Whiteside, Poet & Spoken Word Artist Email: LenoraLove@poetic.com Website: www.LenoraLove.com

================================================= PRAYING SPIRIT By Lenora Love Whiteside =================================================
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Lord I'm praying That things go well For me and somebody else I'll always do What you ask of me To be a comfort To those in need Give me the words to speak Bless me from the crown of my head To the soul of my feet And I hear in the spirit Saying to me Ever so sweatly Hear my voice And turn not Away from me Do not harden your heart The word is nigh thee Even in your mouth Out of my belly Lord Is flowing rivers Of living waters Lord I hear you In the spirit saying Come unto me Lord hear my prayer Our father in heaven Hallowed be your name Your kingdom come Your will be done On earth as it is In heaven Give us this day Our daily bread Forgive us of our debt As we forgive our debtors Do not lead us into temptation But deliver us from the evil one Yours is the kingdom And the power And the glory forever Lord I say Lord hear me as I pray Lord I thank you For every thing For my salvation For my healing For the miracles That takes place From day to day Thank you Lord For hearing my prayer

TWINKLE LenoraLove Whiteside
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In a twinkle of an eye In a moment of time We'll be caught up To meet Him in the air In a twinkle of an eye The dead in Christ shall rise We shall meet him in the sky In a twinkle of an eye Now you see me Now you won't We'll be caught up in the cloud Faster than you can bat your brow In a twinkle of an eye Whether your blind, deaf or dumb We'll be caught up To meet him at the sound Of the arch angels trumpet drum Behold I show you a mystery We shall not all sleep For those that are walking around Will not pervent them That are under the ground Though your body May be buried for miles Your skeleton bones Cast into the sea With a shout He'll call you from the deep Though your body May have turned Into dust in the sand Scattered in the wind For your precious soul The Savior will send Lenora Love Whiteside Poet & Spoken Word Artist WEBSITE: www.LenoraLove.com EMAIL: LenoraLove2yahoo.com LenoraLove@poetic.com ========================================= *** 1 THESSELONIANS 4:16-17 (KJV) *** ========================================= 16For the Lord himself shall descend from heaven with a shout, with the voice of the archangel, and with the trump of God: and the dead in Christ shall rise first: 17Then we which are alive and remain shall be caught up together with them in the clouds, to meet the Lord in the air: and so shall we ever be with the Lord.