Tuesday, February 5, 2008


I am that I am thus said the Lord, though many of my children can't see
Thinking what they have they gave to themselves, because they don't believe in me
Fasting and praying is a thing of the past, in many of the homes today
They have to be told when I make my return, trusting me is the only way
I gave them life from a image of myself, using only a grain of sand
I picked it up and molded it together, with just a touch of my hand
It saddens me deeply that I gave you so much, and yet you give me nothing at all
The same road you took on your way up in life, will be the one you return on when you fall
Take this message as a warning from thee, and heed while there's still a chance
And I know that without you, acknowledging me, your dreams will be gone within a glance
I am that I am thus said the Lord, my words that come forth are true
The path you take from this day forward, will have to come from within you
Make the choice to live your life holy, By shaking these shackles free
Give praise and thanks, with a song and a dance, because you chose a life with me
For this choice I'll give you, prosperity on earth, and all the riches it holds
And a life in Heaven, living just like an angel, with streets that are paved with gold
The decision is yours now, to the young and old, every man has to answer for his sins
Through the Grace of God, and Forgiveness in his Heart, only then will we be allowed to enter in
Pauline P. Williams
Copyright 1982


There is a place beyond the hills passing the stars and skies
A place where joy and laughter begins and never having to cry
A place where people are joined together and holding each other hands
A place that was given long years ago known as the promise land
For those of you that spend your time feeling all alone
There is a place above the skies called Heaven and it's your home
Pauline P. Williams
Copyright 1982


As I look back over my life right now
I ask, Is there anyone that I can blame
I'm sitting here wondering, if I could do it all again
Is there anything that I would try to change
Did I treat someone kindly, with a day to day smile
To cherish throughout their years
Did I comfort someone else when they needed me the most
When at the time their only hope seem to be tears
A kind word and a gentle smile
Was that my armor that I carried around
Did I lift someone up with the strength that I had
When I knew at the time they were down
The changes in ones life can be very surprising
And rock the foundation from which it stands
Has my goodness been enough, for when I may need a little kindness
To be lended a comforting hand
Oh I hope that it has, but for some reason if it hasn't
I pray time will allow me to make a change
To redo the things that were so simple yet important
But if not, I have only me to blame.
Pauline P. Williams
Copyright 1982


The signs of the times has already begun, This message I am to deliver from Thee
He is on his way back to gather up his flock, which he seeks within you and me
I can see him standing from the throne on high, he is preparing for the journey at hand
His head is slightly dropped , with tears in his eyes, he is grieving over the condition of the land
He has opened his book where he knows us all, seeking the life that we have lived from day to day
Is your name written down in the lambs book of life, or when he sees you will he just turn away
The horsemen are riding to and fro, to alert us that it is time
Open your Bibles to the book of Revelation, in there you will find all the signs
Look at the world as it is today, and how cruel it has become
When a man can take another mans life, without giving a thought to anyone
The seas are suffering, and the life within, to show us that God is near
The sky rains hail like blocks of stone, the signs are unmistakably clear
Hatred has consumed our lives today, and the blood cries out from the sand
God has stamped our day, a day of reckoning, to free the suffering from within the land
Science can't explain the things that are happening, nor can they stop the coming of Thee
God Commandments have been broken time and time again, Judgement is coming to you and me
Prepare right now for the day of the Rapture, when the time will no longer be here
God The Father, and The Son, will descend from the skies, and all at once this world will disappear
Pauline P. Williams
Copyright 1982

Saturday, February 2, 2008


Tick Tock went the old Coo-Coo clock
As it hung on the walls of stone
Shring a ling as the chandeliers ring
Turning the House Of Hope, into what is know as a home
The hardwood floors extended down from the doors
A reflection in which all can surely see
The windows without stains, looking out over the plains
With seeded grass as green as can be
The silence of the halls, seeping out from the walls
As hope sits high up on the hill
Antique Ga Lore, adding to the decor
A beauty that is only created at will
As memories go on, Hope is left all alone
The empty rooms seems hard to bear
The burdens inside, become impossible to hide
Knowing life has never been there
Lonlyness float through the House Of Hope
Because feelings has been excluded from the plan
All of these thing brings back and old familiar ring
How long will hope be able to stand
Soon time passes on, and the weather beats the stone
The foundation begins to crack
A monument of waste, that was created in haste
The inner beauty one will never get back
Hope is now gone, leaving thoughts to roam
Back to a time when dreams were surely so clear
The memories starts to fade, left standing in a daze
The sound once heard without warning, disappear
Keep hope alive as we continue to strive
Turning our dreams into reality day to day
Leave a building that will stand, Through all the changes in the land
By reaching out with a little love along the way.
Pauline P. Williams
Copyright 1982


I hear the sound of trumpets
It's Gabriel blowing his horn
There are voices ringing out from above the skies
The Angels are singing a song
The melodies I hear are beautiful and sweet
Bringing comfort deep down in my soul
They are humming a tune in the city of Angels
Where the streets are lined with gold
The beautiful sound I cannot describe
Consumes my body from head to toe
The songs they sing, are made just for them
Only the angels are the ones who know
I love the sound of them singing late at night
When I'm sometimes feeling alone
There are times when the melodies I hear has stop
And I wonder where my angels have gone
Right now I can hear Gabriel blowing his horn
The trumpets are loud and clear
The lyrics from the songs the angels are singing
Lets me know that I have nothing to fear
Keep blowing your horn Oh Angel Gabriel
To remind me that one day I'll be
Sitting right there beside the Heavenly Angels
Humming a song just for me
Pauline P. Williams
Copyright 1982


These words go out to teens near and far
It doesn't matter who or where you are
Concerning your mind and how precious it is
It's more valuable to you than any other kind of thrill
If nourished correctly, It will be your life line
So that you can put the good things ahead and leave the bad behind
Education is the first step you need to take
Not for your Mother or your Father, but do it for your own sake
Knowing that you are the future, and without you it couldn't come true
So strive to do the very best you can, in everything that you do
There is a lot of things to consider that will tear your life apart
Drugs, Alcohol, Teenage Pregancy, this is just a few to start
I'm not talking to one particular person, or pointing any one special out
But it's time our teens come face to face with what life is all about
Drugs don't make you Rich or Cool, and Alcohol hon't make you Hype
Teenage Pregancy leaves you sitting home asking, Lord what happen to my life
The big dreams you had of what you wanted to be, and fantasized about all the time
Don't make the mistake that's tempting you, to leave your dreams behind
One of the weapons you have for this war, is locked up in your brain
Sitting there waiting for all of you, to stand up and make a claim
So lets start the race in the game of life, and do our very best to win
This can be the beginning of a whole new world
It doesn't have to be the end
Pauline P. Williams
Copyright 1982


So many have lost there lives for the word color
Thinking one was better than the other
Not knowing what or why the hostility came about
No one wanting to listen, Every one wanting to shout
Names called and people degrated, for no earthly cause at all
Only for the sake and amusement of others, just to see another person fall
The color of your skin has nothing to do with the person that lives inside
Many people use that as a crutch to lean on, may be to protect something they desire to hide
Racial slander doesn't make you big, but to some very small
It's time to come together and tear down that hatred wall
To come together as brother and sister the wy it should have been
If we think back to where this world begun, we could be considered as kin
Back to the time when Adam & Eve shared the world alone
They gave birth to the first family, to make this world a home
So take the time to think about that racial seed of hate
It want be as hard as you think, to correct some of our past mistakes
Now is the time to take a step, all we need is one
To help to change the world as it is, To the way that it begun
Pauline P. Williams
Copyright 1982