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There are times I think I see,
My Lord and Savior Jesus,
Riding right there next to me.
His bike can be whatever,
You think it ought to be.
Its engine sounds like music,
When He rides there next to me.
The road becomes much smoother,
As it always does when He,
Is with me on this hiway,
Riding right there next to me.
Someday when you are out there,
And the road seems rough to you,
Just take a look and maybe,
You will see Him riding too.
If the road starts getting smoother,
And your load seems lighter too,
Then you will know, without a doubt,
Who’s riding next to you.
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postat de Ciprian_ryder
17 martie 2009
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Muzica
2 melodii ascultate
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Smokie – Boulevard of broken dreams
miercuri 16 iulie la 21h05 -
Sheryl Crow – Strong Enough
miercuri 16 iulie la 21h04
Mai multe cantece
Let me hide myself in Thee;
Let the water and the blood,
From Thy wounded side which flowed,
Be of sin the double cure;
Save from wrath and make me pure.
Not the labor of my hands
Can fulfill Thy law’s demands;
Could my zeal no respite know,
Could my tears forever flow,
All for sin could not atone;
Thou must save, and Thou alone.
Nothing in my hand I bring,
Simply to the cross I cling;
Naked, come to Thee for dress;
Helpless look to Thee for grace;
Foul, I to the fountain fly;
Wash me, Savior, or I die.
While I draw this fleeting breath,
When mine eyes shall close in death,
[originally When my eye-strings break in death]
When I soar to worlds unknown,
See Thee on Thy judgment throne,
Rock of Ages, cleft for me,
Let me hide myself in Thee.
-- ROCK OF AGES--
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Despre mine
~~El are numai amintiri, trecutul si prezentul
Pentru el rar n-au contat doar clipa si momentul
Pe unde trece in urma lui raman dezamagiri
Vise desarte la viitoare intalniri
A avut si el candva printre sentimente
Numai vise nobile si nu doar violente
Acum el umbla singur cu focul in priviri
Cautatura lui arde pana la nimicire
A avut si poate candva un viitor
Acum el are doar un prezent istovitor
Tristele amintiri le vede printre vise
Si toate caile ii sunt inchise
El poarta in memorie o cruda amintire
Si spera si el la o noua intalnire
Doar speranta il tine in picioare
Doar speranta dupa atata cautare
Rani adanci i se citesc pe fata
Parul lung ii e legat cu o ata
Ochii adanci si negrii sunt bagati in orbite
Arunca-n jur doar jar si priviri ratacite
Noaptea-l auzi cum singur rataceste
Ziua vezi ca blana in soare-i straluceste
Si-l vezi ca e atent si foarte incordat
Caci lupul singuratic de sange-i insetat 
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