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a reason
Isaiah 55:11 : so is my word that goes out from my mouth: It will not return to me empty, but will accomplish what i desire and achieve the purpose for which I sent it.


about
i hope my words are strange and wondrous,
like kisses that quiet all things superfluous,
so that we can all stop and
listen


intertext

tai
lu
mikan
janice
qiao
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  the baffled king composing hallelujah
lately i've reverted back to the song.
Hallelujah.
if you don't already know, we all hear it in shrek.
i've heard hundreds of versions..
all different
all beautiful.

this song is amazing.
the lyrics are amazing.
the music is amazing.
it just goes to show that melody is a language that transcends culture,
that speaks beyond words, beyond lifestyle, beyond time.

at the end of every verse is a hallelujah..
in a different scenario
its in confusion
its in love
its in sorrow and brokeness..
and yet its hallelujah.

the song in itself is relevant to everything,
it goes in any direction, in any way.
it all depends on you.

its about loneliness.
its about loss.
its about sex.
its about joy.
its about confusion.
but in all walks of life,
hallelujah.

i'll stand before the Lord of Song
with nothing on my tongue
but hallelujah.
 


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