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BETWEEN THE THIEVES: LOVE IS MORE THAN JUST INTERCOURSE
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He hung there on that cursed tree High on that hill between the thieves He paid the price for you and me That we might be set free for all eternity. Sunday, August 2, 2009. LOVE IS MORE THAN JUST INTERCOURSE. By Stan C. Countz. I’ll wait for the day you are ready. I’ll watch and pray and hold steady. Come what may, I’ll stay the course. I’ll live each day with no remorse. 8216;Cuz love is more than just intercourse. No matter which way we may be heading. I’ll wait for the day of our wedding. To Save Us, ...
songspotlight.blogspot.com
TO SAVE US HE FORGAVE US: TO SAVE US HE FORGAVE US
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TO SAVE US HE FORGAVE US. Wednesday, December 26, 2007. TO SAVE US HE FORGAVE US. TO SAVE US, HE FORGAVE US. Original lyrics by Stan C. Countz. Long before He made us. He knew He’d need to save us. When we were still in sin. Long before the fall. He knew we’d drop the ball. So He gave His all. Long before the manger. He knew we were in danger. He never knew a stranger. So He became our Savior. Long before the cross. He counted the cost. And paid the price. Before we were born. He shaped and formed us.
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INSPIRATION AND PERSPIRATION: December 2007
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If it's inspiration that you're cravin', you've found your haven. Sunday, December 16, 2007. MORE FAITH THAN I POSSESS. Lyrics by Stan C. Countz. Take a look all around you. Are you too blind to see? His handiwork surrounds you. Observe the earth, the sky and sea. Can a painting of vast beauty paint itself? Can fallow ground plant and till itself? Can a building plan and build itself? Then how can man create himself? It takes more faith than I possess. To place my faith in randomness. Stan C. Countz.
catgotyertongue.blogspot.com
INSPIRATION AND PERSPIRATION: MORE FAITH THAN I POSSESS
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If it's inspiration that you're cravin', you've found your haven. Sunday, December 16, 2007. MORE FAITH THAN I POSSESS. Lyrics by Stan C. Countz. Take a look all around you. Are you too blind to see? His handiwork surrounds you. Observe the earth, the sky and sea. Can a painting of vast beauty paint itself? Can fallow ground plant and till itself? Can a building plan and build itself? Then how can man create himself? It takes more faith than I possess. To place my faith in randomness. Stan C. Countz.
righteousrockerpasses.blogspot.com
Righteous Rocker Passes: SUCCEED WITHOUT SELLING YOUR SOUL
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Thursday, March 13, 2008. SUCCEED WITHOUT SELLING YOUR SOUL. Stan C. Countz. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). We Love You Larry. Before i Ever Made You. Catch Someone Doin' Somethin' Right. Dancin' on the Ceilin'. Fences Instead of Walls. I Wish We'd All Been Ready. In the Shoes of the Great Physician. Larry Norman Shares His Heart. Me and Doctor Jack. Never Let Anyone Steal Your Dream. No Stoppin' Me Now. Ode to Mama Jean. Randy Stonehill on Larry Norman. Song for a Small Circle of Friends.
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Righteous Rocker Passes: Larry's Last Song
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Friday, February 29, 2008. Goodbye, farewell, we'll meet again. Somewhere beyond the sky. I pray that you will stay with God. Goodbye, my friends, goodbye. Stan C. Countz. Labels: Larry Normans last song. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). We Love You Larry. Before i Ever Made You. Catch Someone Doin' Somethin' Right. Dancin' on the Ceilin'. Fences Instead of Walls. I Wish We'd All Been Ready. In the Shoes of the Great Physician. Larry Norman Shares His Heart. Me and Doctor Jack. No Stoppin' Me Now.
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Mariposa Mountain Man: THE MOUNTAIN MAN
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Dedicated to the memory of Charlie Countz and all mountain men everywhere. The Story of Charlie. Wednesday, August 19, 2009. Original lyrics by Stan Countz. Whether down on his luck or livin' high on the hog. He loved his ol' truck and he cut his own logs. He hated the traffic, the noise and the smog. But enjoyed the chase and the barkin' of dogs. Whether livin' in town or down in the dumps. He was a mountain man and he took his lumps. He paid his dues and he paid at the pumps. He didn't pull no punches.
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INSPIRATION AND PERSPIRATION: January 2008
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If it's inspiration that you're cravin', you've found your haven. Friday, January 11, 2008. Original lyrics by Stan C. Countz. From the top of my head to the tip of my tongue. You are familiar with all of my ways. From the rising of the sun to the time it goes down. May your name be forever praised. Into this evil world you came. Healing the sick and the lame. This world will never be the same. You are the Way, the truth and the life; you were a willing sacrifice. I’m so grateful I can lean on you. Some ...
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INSPIRATION AND PERSPIRATION: LEAN ON YOU
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If it's inspiration that you're cravin', you've found your haven. Friday, January 11, 2008. Original lyrics by Stan C. Countz. From the top of my head to the tip of my tongue. You are familiar with all of my ways. From the rising of the sun to the time it goes down. May your name be forever praised. Into this evil world you came. Healing the sick and the lame. This world will never be the same. You are the Way, the truth and the life; you were a willing sacrifice. I’m so grateful I can lean on you. That ...
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WATER OFF A DUCK'S BACK: The Enemy Within
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WATER OFF A DUCK'S BACK. Monday, June 30, 2008. By Stan C. Countz. The spirit may be willing. But the flesh is so weak. I need your daily filling. It’s your will that I seek. I need to feed the new me. And cease feeding the old. May your Spirit control me. May my heart not grow cold. Your word is more precious. Than much fine silver or gold. May my witness grow strong. And my spirit wax bold. May I stop trying so hard and learn to let go. Let your Spirit take hold and say “no” to sin. Stan C. Countz.