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)

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)

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)

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)

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)

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)

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)