Friday, December 24, 2010

SOVEREIGN LORD (SIMEON'S SONG)

Sovereign Lord!
Sovereign Lord!
My eyes have seen Your Salvation!
My eyes have seen Your Salvation!
Your Salvation

Sovereign Lord!
Sovereign Lord!
My eyes have seen Your Salvation!
My eyes have seen Your Salvation!
Your Salvation

Which You have prepared in the sight of all people
You have prepared in the sight of all people
Which You have prepared in the sight of all people
You have prepared in the sight of all people

A Light
A Light for revelation to the Gentiles

The Glory
The Glory to Your people Israel

He is the Light!
He is the Glory!
He is the Heart of God’s Salvation!

He is the Lord!
And He is Jesus!
He is of God, the Final Revelation!


© 12pm 25/12/2010 Words and Music by Jake Elliot, All Rights Reserved, (Registered With APRA)

Tuesday, December 7, 2010

THE FATHERS LIGHT

You see them as the pagan and the sage
Traveling from kingdoms afar
The prophecies they read from ancient page
The son of God revealed by holy star

Oh Pilgrims… Oh Pilgrims…
Bow before the child
Lift Him up to skies of night
And gaze afar to Bethlehem’s star
Give your gifts to the Father’s Light

You see them as the dirty and the poor
Outcasts tending sheep in frozen night
But angels broke the night with holy song
Singing praises in their glorious light

Oh Shepherds… Oh Shepherds…
Bow before the child
Lift Him up to skies of night
And gaze afar to Bethlehem’s star
Hold to heart the Father’s Light

You'd think that He was just a normal child
Asleep within the arms of lonely girl
But the baby ever fearful and fragile
Was the Saviour God of the world

Oh Mary… Oh Mary…
Bow before your child
Lift Him up to skies of night
And gaze afar to Bethlehem’s star
Know you hold the Father’s Light

A night like none before
Was the night that God was born
This child He came for all
Jesus bringing the life on new dawn

And now we…
Bow before the child
Lift Him up to skies of night
And gaze afar to heavenly star
We will behold the Father’s Light


© 1am 8/12/2010, Words and Music By Jake Elliot, All Rights Reserved, (Registered With APRA)

ETERNAL TREASURE


Voice of heaven broke silent night
From newborn child that early morn
God gazed through an infant’s eyes
Saw and beheld a mother’s warmth

The face of heaven is now revealed
Gazing upwards to virgins eyes
Held in arms so tightly sealed
Jesus cried the firstborn’s cry

Do not forget this holy night
That transformed the world of man
The God of Infinite Light
Cradled in a mothers hands
Come see the child and mother
Hold this moment forever
Come see a glory like no other
Virgin with Eternal Treasure

Small hands of God reach to embrace
The girl holding Creation’s King
Hope of Mankind has shown His face
Salvation to nations He brings

Small fingers that would stop fierce storms
Touch the palms of Mary’s hands
The small voice that cries for mothers warmth
Will speak and raise the dead again

Do not forget this holy night
That transformed the world of man
The God of Infinite Light
Cradled in a mothers hands
Come see the child and mother
Hold this moment forever
Come see a glory like no other
Virgin with Eternal Treasure

Feet that would one day walk the seas
Mary with the blankets, bind
Her precious Son’s hands and feet
Will one day be known by mankind

What questions must have Mary thought
What on earth did she feel that night?
With humiliating birth she bought
The King of Nations – The Light of Life

The Father’s in the arms of a virgin mother
Who is holding her Son
She brought to the world the gift of life
Love has come, Hope has come, Faith has come

Thy King has come!



© Words and Music by Jake Elliot, All Righs Reserved, (Registered With APRA)

Wednesday, December 1, 2010

THE SLANDER CLAUS SONG

He’s an icon of wealth, an icon of greed
Giving us things that we don’t need
Santa Claus is coming to town…

Elf demons help him, He flies through the sky
Living upon this great Western Lie:
Santa Claus is coming to town…

He knows when you’re sleeping
Stalks you when you’re awake
He doesn’t care if you’re bad or good
Just be rich for goodness sake!

He’s sold his own soul, responding to cash
Storing our greed in his Santa bag stash
Santa Claus is coming to town…

He’s making a list and checking to see
Kids to spoil in rich families
Santa Claus is coming to town…

He holds your little children
They sit upon his lap
You only see the good of him
Not what goes behind the back

He has a big laugh; he’s got a big grin
Indulging us in our gluttonous sin
Santa Claus is coming to town…

With a corporate fist and his material vice
He lives for those who lives in his lies,
Santa Claus is coming to town…

He makes you so self-centered
Always giving to your needs
He breaks into your house at night
Always looking for a feed

So! You better watch out! You better think twice!
He's never cared about who’s naughty or nice
Santa Claus is coming to town…

Cos he’s checking his list, checking it twice
Who’s caught in his deceptive device?
Santa Claus is coming to town…

He doesn’t care about the hungry
The poor or the oppressed
But he cares that you are feeling good
Like a pig in it’s own mess

So! You better watch out! You better think twice!
He's never cared about who’s naughty or nice
Santa Claus is coming to town…


© Words By Jake Elliot, All Rights Reserved, (Registered With APRA)

Friday, November 26, 2010

THUSBLOGGETHTHELORD.COM

One day I was on the web, learning the truths about God
When one day I stumbled upon, a funny looking blog
There were articles on everything, every place and every one
I stumbled across a forbidden site: ThusBloggethTheLord.com

At first I was a lurker, and then I became a troll
My pastor spoke against blogging, (cos he was on there polls)
But OMG! Horror! There were articles on my pastor here!
They said, ‘He’s a prosperity pimp who speaks to itching ears!’

I changed my IP address, ( I was booted for trolling a lot)
And defended my pastor with scripture and his zealous love for God
But they blogged more against him, my words felt all for naught
Then up went a link, I went into shock: my pastor blogs his thoughts!

Now that he blogs, I do too; I’m at ThusBloggethTheLord.com
It’s an unusual feel, it’s quite surreal to know I’m read upon
I think I like the community, but they see the global church a joke
The guy of the site, (thinks he has the right) to every minister and church to poke

I joined with the fray to rightly discuss the issues in the global church world
And argued doctrines and peculiar churches where names and scriptures were hurled
From Osteen to Copeland, Rosebrough and Friel or Bentley vs Andrew Strom
I stayed at home on a forbidden site: ThusBloggethTheLord.com

One year went by, I was changing the world my comments and prophecies flying
We are the new voice to the world of the church, saving those within that are dying
I saw in visions, others saw in dreams, the death of the unrighteous churches
Then the sacred blog was passed to me as the judge and I saw we had thousands of lurkers

It was all for Jesus we were attacked, by the things we published and aired
We were ‘heresy hunters’ and ‘slanderers’ to people who’d no heart to care
Ministries shook their heads in disgust as we publicly had them condemned
Some had the nerve to blog about us and boy, weren’t we heated then!

The stats were amazing! 5k hits a day! We were rising in popularity!
Soon the people will see the invisible voice, can speak on corrupt church authority!
I speak for the damaged upon my blog, this online church marches on
We are the new voice and I’m leading the way on ThusBloggethTheLord.com

I’ve probably blogged about your church too, the ministry frauds they are
The hypocrites that parade up the very front, love to be seen as stars
They probably love the sound of their voices and opinions all the time
That is why blogging’s so powerful: it’s everyone’s voice, not mine

Alone I sit in my room thinking, the world I’ve changed around us
I’m being the light and the salt, halt corruption that surrounds us
I sip my coffee, striking the keys, publishing another church betrayal
This time WE GOT ‘EM for sure and for good for going off the rails!

Sure people get offended by the way I blog, they don’t understand what I say
They just need to grow up in their hearts and heads – follow the blogging way
We are popular beyond all measure, a global blogging phenomenon
If you have a go at us we’ll prove that we’re right at ThusBloggethTheLord.com


© 1am 20/4/2009 (Updated 26/11/2010) Words and Music by Jake Elliot, All Rights Reserved, (Registered With APRA)

Wednesday, November 24, 2010

LORD OF ALL SEAS

The captain of all fisherman, He came from Galilee
And plundered the kingdom’s of darkness on land
He called up twelve men and He called you and me
And set us to do the works of His hands

He’s causing the battles, He’s causing commotion
He’s raised up His sword against powers that be
His hands have stopped storms, His feet walk the oceans
He’s Captain and Lord of All Seas

Forget the kraken and don’t think Leviathan
They’re caught in His trawls that are plunged into depths
He’s Lord of the fish but is fishing for men
At the judgment He’ll take who He wants from His nets

The cross marks the spot, believe it or not
There you’ll find bounty beyond earthly measure
We’ve passed through the brass sea now riding the glass sea
And carry Lord Captain, our Eternal Treasure


© Words and Music By Jake Elliot, All Rights Reserved, (Registered With APRA)

Sunday, November 21, 2010

ALL CREATION BORN AGAIN

When the last light of the moon
Is cast before the end, the end
When the last bird sings it’s song
And passes away, that day
When the last star falls from heaven
Fast down to the earth
When the last of sacred spirits
Pass from this world… to heaven, they will see

Gold invade from the skies above
As the gemstone gates descend
Stars roll out into endless sky
New time and space begin
Sapphire streams from the throne of dreams
The oceans will ascend
Radiant light takes away the night
All creation, born again

When the blood flows like a
Flood through the land, the land
When the key comes down, come
See it lock the ground and sea, the sea
When the sea, earth, sky
Be cast from sight before the scroll, the scroll…
When the fearful dead
Hear the dreadful call… they might live to see

Underneath the light for-all-to-see
Sit beneath the healing canopy
Ride a flowing river-up-until
You see the glowing city-on-a-hill

Lagoons of fire, clouds in the sky below…
Meadows of jade, fields of endless flower glow…



© 12pm, 22/11/2010, Words and Music by Jake Elliot, All Rights Reserved, (Registered With APRA)

Friday, November 12, 2010

SIMON MAGUS

Simon the Sorcerer: the Power of God
Performed for the masses, the spirit of fraud
Spinning enchantment on gathered crowds
His signs and wonders had them wowed

He amazed the high and captured the low
And boasted of greatness at his spell-binding shows
He was a man of great sorcery, charismatic and witty
All people of Samaria knew of him in their city

And he raises his hands and imparts
Deception to captivated hearts
Crowds are converted with the powers that be
This ‘Power of God’ that robs you and me

But then Philip bought the gospel, preaching God’s Kingdom
Baptising with water both men and women
Simon was amazed and believed with his eyes
And with Phillip at some water, he too was baptized

Like a shadow, Simon followed Philip around
Astonished by his miracles and signs through the town
To Samaria also came both Peter and John
And on those that believed they prayed the Spirit on

And they raise their hands and impart
The Spirit to repentant hearts
Crowds are converted with the Power that be
This ‘Power of God’ that lives in you and me

Simon saw this Power released from their hands
And wanted this ‘spirit’ conjured at his command
He was thinking of money and self proclaimed fame
(After all the ‘Power of God’ was his name!)

He was already well known among peasant and king
Now another Power from the Apostles he found wanting
He said, ‘Give me this ability so with power of my hand
I can give the Holy Spirit to others on my land’

And he raises his hands and simply asks
To buy the Spirit from holy hearts
So crowds can be converted with the Power that be
The ‘Power of God’ that lives in you and me

Peter saw Simon’s hand flow with silver and gold
Peter’s blood boiled deep and his face grew cold
And he raged, ‘May you perish along with your wealth!
Because you think you can buy God’s Spirit for self!’

‘Before the Living God you’re not right with your heart!
You’ll not share in this ministry! You’ll have no part!
Repent of this wickedness and pray to the Lord
Hope He forgives for having in your heart, such a thought!’

‘For I see you’re full of bitterness, captive to sin!’
Simon became convicted what was said to him
He said ‘Pray to the Lord that nothing happens to me!’
He repented of his life and to died to Simony

But today they raise their hands and impart
Deception into captivated hearts
Crowds are converted with the powers that be
This ‘power of god’ that robs you and me

Simon says, ‘Be tickled’, Simon says, ‘Obey’
Simon says, ‘Be amazed with all the things I say
Back then all the city, recognised Simon’s might
Today this ‘power of god’ is glorified by light

Light that’s from the stage, magnifying the Simon
Operating in fraudulent power, holding every eye on
Their signs, wonders and boastings- keeping masses enticed
They sell you the spirit of Simon through their merchandise

Buy not spiritual pride through the power of fallen man
Don't go to them for prayer and lay upon you their hand
Their spirit is of the world, so rebuke them Peter’s way
Cursed with their wealth they’ll face the wrath on judgment day

They hide bitterness behind their smiles- their insecurities they ignore
Those that question their power our quickly shown the door
Behind the façade of their glory, they heap upon sin after sin
For outside of the church presentation, Jesus is knocking to come in

Today they raise their hands and impart
Deception into captivated hearts
Crowds are converted with the powers that be
This ‘power of god’ that robs you and me


© 2pm 13/11/2010 Words and Music by Jake Elliot, All Rights Reserved, (Registered With APRA)

Wednesday, November 10, 2010

PHARASITES AND FLEEDERS

Tickle! Tickle! Tingle! Tingle!
Beware the weeds of night time seeders
False teachings among the gospel mingle
Beware the pharisites and fleeders

One will come and parade such grandeur
Attach themselves to you like parasites
They’ll hook on in a way, genuine and candor
So avoid the latching spell of the Pharisites

Tickle! Tickle! Tingle! Tingle!
Beware the seeds of night time seeders
False teachings among the gospel mingle
Beware the pharisites and fleeders

Others will come showing off much knowledge
Wanting you to rely on them as Feeders
This Gnostic Weaver prophecies over you courage
So keep your money away from the Fleeders

Tickle! Tickle! Tingle! Tingle!
Beware the seeds of night time seeders
False teachings among the gospel mingle
Beware the pharisites and fleeders

The Pharisites will preach, acting all sincere
Then they’ll burrow deep below your skin
Seducing us to surrender using doubt and fear
They entice you to enter their sin

The Fleeders will come to cause itching ears
But feed off your blood, livelihood and
Bite away, summoning scratching cheers
‘Suggesting’ that you rely solely on them

Tickle! Tickle! Tingle! Tingle!
Beware the seeds of night time seeders
False teachings among the gospel mingle
Beware the pharisites and fleeders

They cast a spell of webs and lures
Set godly promises as the bait
With magical words they easily conjure
The masses into seductive states

They become our host making us chancy
So don’t cling to them and cry
The Fleeders tickles your pantsies
And the Pharisites sucks you dry

So tingle! Tingle! Tickle! Tickle!
Beware these fat, life sucking creatures
They get under wool and bite like a prickle
Beware the Pharisites and Fleeders


© 1pm 11/11/2010 Words By Jake Elliot, All Rights Reserved, (Registered With APRA)

Tuesday, November 9, 2010

POKER MACHINE

Poker machine
Poker machine
I’m attracted to your lights and your TV screens
When I go out, to the mega-church crowd
I put my tithe in and I pray aloud

Poker machine
Poker machine
I’m wooed by your music and this feel good scene
I go take a seat, give my earnings this week
I leave with nothing, but I feel complete

Poker machine
Poker machine
Other prosperous members make me ever green
What did they do, to be blessed by you?
I’ve tithed, tithed, tithed, tithed, tithed, and nothing still has come through

Poker machine
Poker machine
You’ve promised abundance that I’ve never seen
Occasionally I get, a bit back from my bet
But that doesn’t pay the bills and my serious debt!

Poker machine
Poker machine
Your destruction of me is completely obscene
You played my desires and fondled my fires
But now that have nothing, I see you the liar

Poker machine
Poker machine
I know your game and know you what you glean
You sing and you flash and promise me cash
But you thrash and bash and slash me- throw me out in the trash

Poker machine
Poker machine
You target the wealthy, you target the teen
You’re like cocaine, you mess with the brain
You promise us kingdoms, but it’s us you enchain

Poker machine
Poker machine
You’ve destroyed many who go unseen
To fund your campaigns, you wolf down our gains
We’re sick of your devils, we’re sick of your chains


© Words and Music by Jake Elliot, All Rights Reserved, (Registered With APRA)

Monday, November 8, 2010

TODAY I STAND CONDEMNED

Today I stand condemned
For I do not have the faith
Like these other prosperous men
Who receive God’s financial grace

I feel like John the Baptist
Stuck out in the wilderness
Called out and not to enter
A life so dreamy and ‘prosperous’

Will I end up like John for the gospel?
Where in jail I will pathetically wait
For my time before prosperous Herod
My head offered on a plate?

So today John stands condemned
For he does not have the faith
Like these other prosperous leaders
Who receive God’s financial grace

I feel worthless like Jeremiah
Or the other prophets ostracized
Who were labeled commotions and liars
Their message mocked and scrutinized

Will I end up lamenting for God’s people?
And be avoided by the rich at all cost?
Thrown into jails and to cess pools
Because I stand up for the lost?

So today God's prophets stand condemned
For they do not have the faith
Like these other prosperous prophets
Who receive God’s financial grace

I feel like the twelve apostles
Persecuted wherever sent
Hassled, gossiped and jostled
Rejected wherever they went

Will I end up martyred or victimized
By the church and it’s false teachers?
Or hung, ripped to pieces or tortured
Made a spectacle to every creature?

So today 12 disciples stand condemned
For they do not have the faith
Like these other prosperous teachers
Who receive God’s financial grace

I feel like the Apostle Paul
Who held firmly to his Grace's message
Rejected by Jew, (and sometimes all)
About embracing the false teaching presage

Will I end up kicked out of the church I love
And spat on by those called 'brothers'
Left dead in the dust or hung up in jail
While I desperately preach to others?

So today Apostle Paul stands condemned
For he does not have the faith
Like these other prosperous apostles
Who receive God’s financial grace

I sometimes feel like Jesus Christ
His people rejecting Him for pleasure
Judging him on his unfortunate life
Friends of sinner and beggar

Well I end up crucified like my Lord
By the people and Pharisees today?
Will they judge me in error, blinded by lights
Looking godly in games they play?

So today Jesus Christ stands condemned
For He does not have the faith
Like these other prosperous men of God
Who receive God’s financial grace

Don’t forget Jeremiah, Paul and John
They've failed before today’s Godly men
Who preach every man today has it wrong
(But under it, even Christ is condemned!)

Today men take what they want from the Word
And test not with Wisdom’s Light
For their gospel is measured by what is seen
They don’t live by faith – or sight.

So today all of heaven and earth are condemned
For none come close to the faith
Of these other prosperous men of God
Who receive God’s financial grace


© Words by Jake Elliot, All Rights Reserved, (Registered with APRA)

I AM GOING HOME

I am going home very soon! Very soon!
I am going home very soon! Very soon!
Way up in the clouds, far up in the sky
No jumbo jet can even get me to this place on high

Cos I’ve got a mansion in glory
And the streets are paved with gold
Where this city, life keeps rolling
It’s a place out of this world

I am living in glory!
Seated by my Jesus’ throne!
I am living in glory! (Glory!)
Oh! Heaven is my home!

I am going home very soon! Very soon!
I am going home very soon! Very soon!
Way up in the clouds, far up in the sky
No jumbo jet can even get me to this place on high

Cos I am a friend in Jesus
And he’s prepared a place up there
For very soon He’s gonna greet us
We will meet him in the air!

I am singing out glory! (Glory!)
We’ll be taken to the skies!
I am singing out glory! (Glory!)
I’ll obtain the Eternal Prize

(Cos I gotta home in Glory Land that outshines the sun!
Cos I gotta home in Glory Land that outshines the sun!
Cos I gotta home in Glory Land that outshines the sun!
Way beyond the blue!)


© 5/11/2010 Words and Music by Jake Elliot, All Rights Reserved, (Registered With APRA), Bridge Recognition: Lead as medley – ‘Do Lord’, Words and Music by Julia Ward Howe

QUESTION MARK IN THE SKY

Question Mark in the sky
Question Mark in the sky
I don’t know what to think anymore
I am overwhelmed by your

Question mark in the sky
Oh, Question Mark in the sky
Do you give an answer at all
To the war within my soul?

I don’t know what to do
I don’t know what to feel
Please give me any proof
To know what is real

So Question Mark in the sky
Question Mark in the sky
Do you have a hope to give
An answer to why I live?

Please Question Mark in the sky
Question Mark in the sky
Can I rely on you in my life?
Or will you haunt me still when I die?

I don’t know what is hope
I don’t know how to stand
Please offer me a truth
Please lend me your hand

Is all this pain for something?
Is all this for nothing
Do you even care for me at all?

Is love but an illusion?
Are you the author of confusion?
Prove to me you’ll catch me when I fall

Tell me what I came from
Tell me what I’m made of
Explain to me what happens when I die

I see only a cancer
You never are an answer
All you ever do is me cry – why! Why! Why! Why!

Question Mark in the sky
Question Mark in the sky
You simply leave me here in the dark
Why are you so idle Question Mark?

Question Mark in the sky…
Question Mark in the sky…
Question Mark in the sky…
Question Mark in the sky…


© Words and Music By Jake Elliot, All Rights Reserved, (Registered with APRA)

Tuesday, October 26, 2010

KINGDOM STONE

We look upon the mountain of the uncut stone
The Smitten Rock judging kingdoms and thrones
Up goes Israel, down goes Rome
This Babylon
Will soon be gone

The Rock of Offense from heaven comes down
Shaking kingdoms, shaking ground
Smashing idols, dreams and crowns
Breaking chains
Our loss is gain

For all, for Him
Jesus Christ, our eternal King

All of heaven’s angels lift you high
As they come in glory and fill the sky
They lift Your name up! They lift Your name up!
They cry out Adonai!
With the elders at Your throne
We worship You and You alone
We love You Jesus! We love You Jesus!
You’re the Cap, the Corner and the Kingdom Stone… Kingdom Stone…

We look upon the Lord and His crucified wings
The Lord of Heaven’s Armies; the King of Kings
Bloodstone smashed by the weight of sin
The price He paid
To have us saved

Now raised up beside the Living Word
He places His feet upon the earth
We sense His fury, sense His wrath
But feel His grace
And know His love…

For all, for us
Eternal love was shown upon His cross

You’re the Author - Cornerstone of our Faith!
You’re the Finisher- Capstone of our Faith!
You’re the Present - Livingstone of our Faith!
This Household of Jerusalem will be made, Kingdom Stone!



© 4pm 26/10/2010 Words and Music By Jake Elliot, All Rights Reserved, (Registered With APRA)

Friday, October 8, 2010

LIFELORD (LORD OF TIME)

Lord of Time
One hand holds the beginning, the other the end
Breath of Life
You breathe out to make things living, breathe in to take away

Holy is Your mystery
How You work through history
Center of time, You came into the world
Showing mankind, that You’re my…

Lifelord! Lifelord!

God of all minds
You know what man is thinking, You know what man will do
God of trials
You know what You’re making, we’re made to worship You

Never-ever ending! Never-ever ending!
Never-ever ending! Are Your wa-ays!

Never-ever changing! Never-ever changing!
Never-ever changing! It’s You I praise! For You’re my…

Lifelord! Lifelord!


© 2/10/10 Words and Music by Jake Elliot, All Rights Reserved, (Registered With APRA)

Friday, August 13, 2010

MUSIC OF A THOUSAND SUNS


Music of a thousand suns
Moon glow caught in burlap cloth
Thread of gold tightly spun
Snapped up by the fates of wrath

The story of a billion souls
Camp side fire of dire delight
Spirit of herb and song ritual
In philosophers cave of stalagmite

Marble figure ignored by eye
In jungle box and concrete light
Slaves of dust and primitive cry
Bones work to sleep to unknown night

Shifting form of hollow mind
Buildings cease when building stops
Working flow comes to grind
When bottom judgment strikes the top

Rise to occasion for serious fall
An empty glory gained by grime
The lie of destiny, a fate for all
Resist the demonic sunshine


© 11pm 13/8/10 Words by Jake Elliot, All Rights Reserved, (Registered with APRA)

Monday, August 2, 2010

LET ME...

Let me break
Fall
Hurt
Cry
Scream…

Let me mourn
Struggle
Starve
Endure
Fail…

Let me ache
Lose
React
Challenge
Doubt…

So I may grow
So I may mature
So I may live
So I may overcome


© 1:30am 30/7/2010 Words By Jake Elliot, All Rights Reserved, (Registered With APRA)

Wednesday, July 14, 2010

SERPENT SAVIOUR

Wilderness, wilderness
Alone in the herd
Shadows, shadows
The home preferred

Grumblings and cursing
Fill the air
The serpents toxic strike
Their judgment we wear

Hell mouth, hell mouth
Destined to deaths door
Promise, promise
Comes once more

Words and instruction
Brass serpent made
Bringing future and hope
Prophets shadow conveyed

Covenant, covenant
From old to glory new
Silhouette, silhouette
Connected to them too

Old brazen shadow
Holds fast to future story
Lightmaker and promise keeper
Conceals His full pictures glory

Opposite, opposite
Upon one pole they hung
Calling, calling
All differences are one

One serpent in the past
Other Serpent on cross
The brazen ceased to last
The other, Promised Logos

Nemesis, nemesis
The serpent made us widow
Mystery, mystery
One cross, one light, one shadow

Lawmaker has revealed
Author of two, shows He’s One
The Promise was for all when
Serpent Saviour was stung


© 1pm 6/5/10 Words By Jake Elliot, All Rights Reserved, (Registered With APRA)

DEATH BY TORTURE

Screwed! Hammered! Nailed and TORN!
Bought to nothing by our SCORN!
Forced on face, the crown of THORNS!
Death by TORTURE! Death by TORTURE!

Arms, legs, and head LOCKED!
Blood dripping God SHOCKED!
Heart ripped, abused, MOCKED!
Death by TORTURE! Death by TORTURE!

Wailing! Screaming! Blood is streaming!
Writhing figure you watch BLEEDING
The heart of love you watched stop beating
God you TORTURED for You are TORTURED…

Turn your back on what is done
Deny eternity is to deny the Son
Don’t live like death’s for everyone
Why the TORTURE? Deal with TORTURE?

If man is God how can they burn?
Prideful people never learn
What you believe is what you earn
That’s your TORTURE: Death by TORTURE!

Wailing! Screaming! Blood is streaming!
Writhing figure you watch BLEEDING
The heart of love you watched stop beating
God you TORTURED for You are TORTURED…

So God is wrong and you are right
You’re the apple in your eye
You are God in a land of pride
Rise from the dead if you are Christ!

… Who has your sin killed today?

Wailing! Screaming! Blood is streaming!
Writhing figure you watch BLEEDING
The heart of love you watched stop beating
God you TORTURED for You are TORTURED…
God you TORTURED for You are TORTURED…

God you TORTURED for You are TORTURED…

God you TORTURED for You are TORTURED… CEASE!!!


© 14/7/2010 Words and Music By Jake Elliot, All Rights Reserved, (Registered With APRA)

Friday, July 2, 2010

ENIGMA'S DILUVIUM

Shifting shadows
Sands of time
Warping winds
Hidden mind
Flaming fist of crying statue
Olive dove branch in ambrosia

Hollow spheres
Mountains of dust
Dimensional word
Hades crust
Elements priest of designated star
Invisible princes governing czars

Ziggurat scales
Feather of truth
Endless meadows
Hovering booth
Secret sword of pre-deluvian reign
Stir not what is hidden, lest die in vain


© 12am 3/7/2010 Words by Jake Elliot, All Rights Reserved, (Registered with APRA)

OFFENCE OF THE CROSS

Stop pissing through your mouths
Defecating from your lips
Excrementing words attracting flies
Sincere lies from Satan’s pit

You take up Azazel’s weapons
And slay innocent with your tongue
Your eyes loving your image
You damage the cross of the son

You pick up the cross's fragments
And sell them for great price
His pain is forever your pleasure
Your treasure is a Christ of lies

Wearing the cross like a harlot
You prostitute yourself before men
You openly commission giant genital emission
An omission you’ll swallow again

What’s disgusting is you conjure
Others to do the same
Overtly worse, you behave like a whore
Wanting more pleasure, money and fame

You lord like one who is loving
But get drunk on blood of the gullible
You become delirious on ecstatic experience
Where heinous gospels become infallible

And then you start sobering up
But you keep up this behaviour
Pride keeping you right, you’re the servant of light
You spit and smite continually the Saviour

How much more must he deal with you
As you poison the minds of his sheep
You become more shocking, blasphemely mocking
And locking men’s souls in hells deep

Tell me when you will repent
Where you’ll serve both God and us
You sell Satan like Jesus, trying to fleece us
To please us: preach offense of the cross


© 6:30pm 2/7/ 2010 Words By Jake Elliot, All Rights Reserved, (Registered With APRA)

Thursday, July 1, 2010

ZOMBIES OF THE NATIONS

All it takes is one tongue that’s defiled
All it takes is the twisting of words
All it takes is one conscience perverted
Speak make-believe, hold man unlearned

What it takes is lies to deceive the masses
What it takes is confusion to look right
What it takes is the twisting of a promise
To make one man, to be the light

For we are (we are)
Zombies of the nations
And we don’t (we don’t)
Think for ourselves
And we must (we must)
Have consideration
For our own thoughts, for others needs, for others lives, our own beliefs

All it takes is one man’s quest to question
All it takes is one to see with new eyes
All it takes is to think outside the system
And challenge those, who compromise

For we are (we are)
Zombies of the nations
And we need (we need)
To think for ourselves
And we must (we must)
Have consideration
For our own thoughts, for others needs, for others lives, our own beliefs

Pillars of addiction, lustful friction
Power-hungry mad-men driven to affliction
Money-making market, blind consumer targets
Drugged up economies for radioactive caskets

Sinister bank-clerks, Masonic cultic networks
Idiotic, full psychotic faith-deluded god jerks
System here, faith there, prison people everywhere
Dare to love? Dare to care when living in a mind snare?

Serving the dead! Slaves to the dead! Sold to the dead!
Dead in the head! Dead in the head! Dead in the head!



© 12am 2/6/2010 Words and Music by Jake Elliot and Zoe Elliot, All Rights Reserved, (Registered With APRA)

Tuesday, June 29, 2010

Illusions

Powers (powers), spirits (sprits) and principalities
Govern, control and hold authorities
We think that, we have this, pow'r over our life
Convinced by, our idols, that we aren't even blind

Our life is not the way it seems
Our life is full of illusions
We lack the rights we think we own
Our power is full of illusions...

Deception, delusion and vain philosophies
Lift us, exalt us, into god-like vanities
The fallen, are falling headlong to the sky
The system, the structure, veiling man-made Babylonic pride

Our life is not the way it seems
Our life is full of illusions
We lack the rights we think we own
Our power is full of illusions...

Money, money, money makes the world go round! (World go round!)
Power, power, power keeps the world on world on top! (World world on top!)
Beauty, beauty, beauty makes this lie feel good! (Lie feel good!)
The hyp-o-crit-ic world as they killed God on tortured beams of wood!

His life was not the way it seemed
His life brings down our illusions
He gave up rights we know he owned
His power exposed our illusions...

His death was not the way it seemed
His death destroyed our illusions
He gave up rights we know he owned
His death exposed our illusions...

Our life is not the way it seems
Our life is full of illusions
We lack the rights we think we own
Our power is full of illusions...


© 12pm/ 30/6/2010 Words and Music by Jake Elliot and Zoe Elliot, All Rights Reserved (Registered with APRA)

Monday, June 14, 2010

ETHER OF DELIGHT

You come like a rushing wind
And blow my sins away
You stir my soul within
And lead me to…

The Eye of the Storm
The solace of your arms
The depths of your heart
The mountain winds that

Grace me in love
The strength and the air of my Saviour
Your breath from Your throne above
Bestows on me eternal favour

Ether of Delight, You breathe on me
You breathe through me
Ether of Delight, You breathe in me
You breathe with me

You clear my space, You clean my air
You clear my sin, You calm my soul
You clear my mind, You clean my heart
You touch my lips with your flaming coal

You cleanse my sky with your ethereal breeze
I fall and am carried in Your winds of peace


© 4/5/2010 Words and Music By Jake Elliot, All Rights Reserved, (Registered with APRA)

CRY OF THE FORGOTTEN WITNESS

The innocent cried out, shaking injustice
Remembering Abel, shifting ministry
The earth is divided!

The rocks cried out, shaking nations
Renting temples, rocking foundations
The grave is opened!

The dead cried out, shaking people
Testifying resurrection, terrifying unbelief
The bones are breathing!

The ancients cried out, shaking naivety
Establishing reverence, bringing calamity
The blood is living!

The light cried out, shaking enemies
Consuming darkness, birthing phenomena
The sky is speaking!

The heavens cried out, shaking oracles
Revealing Incarnate, defaming gods
The light is ceasing!

"\/\/\/\/\/\/\,,

Did you hear? Did you see? Did you shake in fright?
The earth, grave, time, the astral and the light…
This was the testifier at the cross that cried

Did you witness this mourner play the role of partaker?
Genesis felt the sudden, brutal, death of its maker…
It was the day Creation cried for its Creator


© 2pm 27/4/2010 Words by Jake Elliot, All Rights Reserved, (Registered with APRA)

BIBLE COMPARISON

I could have the pessimistic honesty of Maciah
Or the careful nature of Jehausophat
The cowardice and wisdom of Jonah
Or the bravery ad humility of Gideon

I could have the lamenting prophetic soul of Jeremiah
Or the sought after power of Elijah
But who am I in God?
What’s my character in God?

I could have the servant heart of Mary
Or the rebellious nature of Jonathan
The glorified walk of Enoch
Or the wisdom of Solomon

I could have the visions of Daniel and Ezekiel
Or have the beauty and power of Esther
But what’s my purpose in God?
What’s my nature in God?

I could seek the heart of God like David
Or have theoretical skills like professor Luke
The stupidity and strength of mighty Sampson
Or be an untamed wild-man John the Baptist

I could have the zeal like Apostle Paul
Or be given the promise of faith like Abraham
The authority and power of mighty Moses
But who does God say I am?

What did they have that made God use them?
For all were written for they were used by God
Through them God revealed His glory, purpose and will
But now I have something powerful called ‘the blood’

I am in God and ‘I Am’ is in me
He knows my plans and destiny
No one can tell me what I will be
Except I have His Life, Ghost and nature in me

… How those in ancient times desire what I have now in Christ…


© 2006 Words By Jake Elliot, All Rights Reserved, (Registered With APRA)

EYES OF AN ATHEIST

Oh Lord I pray! I sincerely pray!
That I can discern what other Christian’s say
But not by going to others, or checking doctrinal lists
I pray you give me the eyes of an atheist

They see all the garbage performed in God’s name
They see suck-ups, status and thirst for money and fame
They see the church show is pointless and gave it the miss
I pray you give me the eyes of an atheist

They were right when they said that the church acts all funny
Using manipulation and charm to give up our money
They’re cluey and smart and know the entire gist
God give me the eyes of an atheist!

They told me what would happen if I kept seeing what I want
They were right; I was blinded by the speakers at the front
But my non-believing friends ‘prophecies’ were legit
So please give me the eyes of an atheist

I suppose I’m in a culture where you can’t be fully real
Or honestly express the way you truly feel
With words and meanings lost, you don’t know how to resist
God give me the eyes of an atheist

They see a reality in a way that I can’t describe
They know manipulation and how to transcribe
What the leadership teach with the words they twist
Please give me the eyes of an atheist!

They don’t fall for the game, the flattery or snare
In fact they’re guarded and see the church as a lair
It could be Pentecostal, Charismatic, Catholic or Baptist
But Lord give me the eyes of an atheist!

Dear Jesus I didn’t see you do this in your time and place;
Control your believers and deny them God’s grace
You enjoyed the diversity, went to parties and feasts
Dare I say you had the eyes of an atheist

You were so unpredictable and doubted the teachings
Of what the leaders and Pharisees often were preaching
Like non-believers You’re invited once and (dare I say) You desist
Did you really have the eyes of an atheist?

I suppose I’ve settled for a Jesus that serves me
And I’m immersed in a culture where everyone deserves me
But I’m over the façade please hear my hearts request
Please give me the eyes of an atheist!

I’ve often sung ‘I was lost, but now I see’
But I’ve found church culture makes me blind as can be
I need to break from the leaders whose lies I often hiss
And learn to discover my eyes of an atheist!

For I’ve seen now that I’ve come into the light
What we’re told to believe is not often right
I must believe what is true, doubt the lies that exist
Thank you God! I’ve always had the eyes of an atheist!

The church door’s forever now my common friend
I pass through it freely every now and again
I’m free now to rely on others, I’m free now to subsist
I’m free in Christ because I always had the eyes of an atheist!


© 1pm 28/4/2010 Words By Jake Elliot, All Rights Reserved, (Registered With APRA)

Sunday, May 16, 2010

Wearing Hebraic Armour

I'll be talking on the armour of God soon. I will be using this diagram that I made to talk about this controversial subject. Yes. It is a controversial subject. I am proposing that not many Christians wear it because we are taught to take it off instead. Here is the diagram:

Wednesday, May 12, 2010

Camels, Eyes and Needles...


I was brainstorming for a friend the name of his book and the front image. I whipped up this image in photoshop and he LOVED it. But it wasn't what he was looking for. =^D

This quick thumbnail drawing I did, was something I did in 2007.

Monday, April 26, 2010

EVIL SIDE OF NICE

Don’t let words paint a thousand pictures
Don’t let the glamour woo you to waver
Don’t let the charmer work his magic
Vicing your mind to his virtuous voice

Behold the peacock’s on the stage
The colourful, musical light parade
Sensationalism’s taste impacting your soul
Surrender your soul… surrender to the soul…

Hyped for the harvest as blackholes move around
Gobbling gold to a missions hollow sound
The hasty checks written for irrational sake
To a god of greed for prosperity’s wake

Feeding the beast of bedazzlement, the whore of trinkets
She sings, she woes the bride to her bed
Dripping with honey, her bosom she caresses
Her legs part exposingly- dare you offend?

Her vulnerabality is exposed to your guarded heart
She begs your trust with her eyes of lust
Offering you golden expressions
Her anointings, oils and services of love

The blade is beneath her velvet stained sheets
Behind the deception of the soothsayers words
Concealed within the faith of a genuine heart
Revealed when eyes are blinded by words

You will never see the evil side of nice...

But see the siren that steers the ship
Her voice and beauty lure the sailor
Taking her knife, her beauty fading
The defiler massacring man for god’s favour

See the tongue of the ship follow the voice
See its tiny rudder change its course
See the wise abandon ship
As the captain and crew sail to her shores

Prize lost, as lost as the sinner was before Christ
In their destruction does God win them back!
Redemption is in the destruction of idols
Names must fall for God to redeem

So beware the song of Pan; Apollo’s prophecies
The gospel of Tyche and Aphrodites beauty
The Gnostic wisdom of Athens and the exaltation of Psyche
The bride who became God by her own might

Reputation must be destroyed for the Godly to see
That flattery builds kingdoms that live to deceive
While standing on mountains, God’s still on a tree
He’ll bring man to nothing so man can believe

Resist comforts, the woos, flatteries and status
Beware soothing words that hide the daggers
The masqueraders in the light live to flatter
Confessing the Christ but exalting other matters

Dare you reject the hearts of the hybrids
Who share their beds and their souls?
To be scorned by Folly and shown the door
The harpy tormenting and tarnishing you?

Is the still small voice speaking within?
Or are parading ponies doing their tricks
Luring you to get into the ring
Preaching doctrines of demons and their magic’s

Or are you left feeling it is the end
Burnt by the leader who calls you friend
Stampeded by a church stuck with leadership vipers
A cult in the making, the Anointed One the sniper!

So come out of her my people and get out of her bed!
To lose yourself to her is to be legally wed
Pull back the sheets and see her bed full of weevils
See the other side of ‘nice’ in its evil of evils

She thinks she’s so beautiful and condemns god’s elect
This 'church' is present and revealed as ‘perfect’
Do not fall for the glory of the Queen of Heaven’s entice
I pray that you see the evil side of nice!


© Words By Jake Elliot, All Rights Reserved, (Registered With APRA)

Thursday, April 22, 2010

THOU SHALL BE EXALTED

(aka Lords Prayer & Alien Song)

Our Father hallow be thy name
Your Kingdom come! Your will be done!
On earth as it is in heaven!

Thou shall be exalted! Thou shall be exalted!

Give us this day our daily bread
And forgive us those that trespass against us
And lead us not into temptation
But deliver us from the eeevil one!
For Yours is the kingdom and the power
Aand the glory forever is Yours – So Be It!

Thou shall be exalted! Thou shall be exalted!

Weee aaare the peacekeepers!
Truly we are the sons of Elohim!
Weee aaare the fish people!
We the meek shall inherit the earth - earth – earth…

Thou shall be exalted! Thou shall be exalted!


© 10pm 20/11/2009 Words and Music By Jake Elliot, All Rights Reserved, (Registered With APRA)

Wednesday, April 21, 2010

SHOES OF PEACE

A sound that made ears bleed, assaulted the evening air
As pieces of flesh and shrapnel flew directions everywhere
The wails and screams of terror echoed and filled through the room
And the sounds of many feet were running from the boom

No time to think, no time to assess, all must flee from this disaster
People's irrational state, the enemies planned what would follow after
Their terrified victims poured to the streets where safety seemed to be
Not knowing this was their fate as they were snared by the enemy

A normal car overwhelmed with fire sent it's metal through soft flesh
More pain and fear erupted as more screams failed to express
The heinous schemes of terrorists, hitting the Bali Isle's
For terrorists are the masters of fear and hate, increasing our woes and wiles.

Fear makes us run from the enemy who his victim's he loves to scare
Know the shoes of the armour of God, for God is with you there
These shoes don't advance us, or bring the gospel to the needy or the lost
These Shoes of the Gospel of Peace ground us on the finished work of the cross

While the enemy strikes our heels and encourages us to run
God tells us "still your soul, in my peace you will overcome
For my peace is not man's peace, nor is it your own
It's a peace that passes all understanding and conquers fear alone"

"Know this Peace that is with you is both my Spirit and my Son
Our assurance is all you need to stand, don't go with the pack and run
Don't let man take away your peace, they use fear to to get their ways
For you are their income, their statistic and resource, their asset and their praise"

"When fear's used against you, don't run to the altar, the door or to the street
Look down and see what you're anchored upon by what you wear upon your feet
So stand steadfast in me, this armour IS MY SPIRIT and test what is said
Don't respond out of fear and emotional stress, or you'll find you'll wind up 'dead'."

... ~ ...

This irrational 'peace' is spoken of in irrational-wars of old
Where to simply stand in the midst of fear, turned men into gold
This gift of Peace is Jesus Christ where on that cross he ceased
The enmity between God and man, revealing His name as Peace

This is the gospel in which we stand where fear cannot have hold
For when we cry out for God's peace, He will still our troubled souls
Fear and emotion wont conquer us as our Christ-mindedness kicks in
In those fearful circumstances all our focus is on Him

When we stand, we live the gospel and give other's strength to believe
That the God we believe is alive and giving peace to those who receive
The shoes are practical in our daily life, the things we hear, see and do
They prevent us from following the stampede of fear, as we stand on what is true

The shoes of the gospel of peace aren't to bring the gospel - that is error
The shoes are ARMOUR, not a gospel to masses, so we can stand through times of terror
They stop us from striving and running - causing the enemies plans to cease
KNOW what you wear on the soles of your feet, God Himself - the Shoes of Peace



© 2pm 19/4/2010 Words By Jake Elliot, All Rights Reserved, (Registered With APRA)