Ozark Raccoon Yodel

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She was sittin’ on the back porch just singing away
When out of the darkness
Came six little friends to play.
They came up one by one
Ralph and Rosie and all their sons.

There was Randy and Roger, Rudy and Roy
With her emotions.. they came to toy.
They heard her singing about God’s love

Then Dudley came out of the dark
And barked and barked
Sending them into the rafters above.

She thought they were cats, but they were raccoons
They just came to eat and listen to her tunes

Dudley left and they came down
She began to sing .. and they gathered around.

Then she stood up and said, “I’m tired you know.
But I’ll give you a Raccoon Yodel before I go.”

Yo delee --- da leddie O
Yo delee da leddie O
Yo delee da leddie, Yo delee da leddie
Yo delee da leddie O

Yo delee --- da leddie O
Yo delee da leddie O
Yo delee da leddie
Yo delee da leddie O

Yo delee --- da leddie O
Yo delee da leddie O
Yo delee da leddie, Yo delee da leddie
Yo delee da leddie O

Yo delee --- da leddie O
Yo delee da leddie O
Yo delee da leddie
Yo delee da leddie O

This is the Ozark Raccoon Yodel
Yo delee da leddie .. Yo delee da leddie .. Yo delee da leddie O.

© 2009 All Rights Reserved
Patricia A. Moore, Judy L. Wilson, Gerti M. Blackwell
Melody: Gerti M. Blackwell

The Only True God

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Chorus:
How many gods will we serve
How many ways will we go
Till we come back to the Lord
The only true God that we know.

Verse:
There is but one God … among many
That came for you and for me
There is but one God … among many
That left His throne for Calvary.
He humbled Himself, and became a man
To save us from the gods of this land.

Chorus:
How many gods will we serve
How many ways will we go
Till we come back to the Lord
The only true God that we know.

Verse:
Will we spend our time on things anew
Will He stay THE UNKNOWN GOD to me and you
He’s not in temples
Or worshipped with man’s hands
He’s the Creator of all
On which we stand.

Chorus:
How many gods will we serve
How many ways will we go
Till we come back to the Lord
The only true God that we know.

The Only True God That We Know!



2009 Patricia A Moore
Music arranged by: Gerti Blackwell
Sung by: Patricia A. Moore, Gerti M. Blackwell and Judy L. Wilson

Lord I Pray

Lord I pray, let these doors, swing wide
And everybody in need of you, bring inside
And let your love flow through me today
For I am your servant, here to obey
Let them know I truly care
For its your love with them I share
Not just some empty words
Tossed about and never heard
But its you within my heart
What I am given ,Am to impart
Let them see more
Than a prayer with no care
That, they can find, anywhere
Let your true love be given out
Instead of that false love they talk about
And then they will know ,we're different here
Because its not our love ,but yours we share


2009 Patricia A Moore
ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

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A Heart To Heart With God

How can I love, when it hurts so much to lose

Time and time again ,I tell my heart not to

Why can I not go through life

With a heart of stone

No love given, no love shown

Heart, why don't you listen to me

I told you not to love, hurt you would be

Now you sit here broken in two

See what happened, where it got you

Yes that is true, am hurting today

But if I walk through life

Without love, am dead anyway

There would be no God up above

He would not have sent

His only begotten Son through His love

It’s true my child because of love

I sent my Son from Heaven above

It broke my heart but this, also true

I sent Him down to die for you

Without my love you are but dead

But alive again because He bled

And broken hearts He came to mend

That’s why to earth He did descend

So I know my child of great loss

As I watched my Son die on a cross

But know this my child I freely give

My Son to death that you might live

Yet through my power He arose on high

So trusting Him you would not die

I gave no heart that’s made of stone

It’s meant to love just like my own

With sorrow’s ways it will contend

It will get broken, heal and mend

To love and lose these things shall be

But your heart will always belong to me


2009 Patricia A Moore…Colin S Moffett
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May 7 2009

Small Wooden Cross

SMALL WOODEN CROSS

Sitting quietly looking at the tree
Everyone asleep except for me
Thinking, is this all that we see

There among the twinkling lights
Hung a small wooden cross
Through my mind flew the thoughts
The meaning of Christmas is such a loss

We let our minds wander
To parties, presents and such
Why aren't we thinking of Baby Jesus
Is that asking too much

When He lay in the manger
He was thinking of you and me
That's why He was crucified
So all the world would see

You can't say His name
In courthouses, schools and stores
But Christmas without Christ
Is not Christmas anymore

God forgive us, for we have sinned
Help us put Christ
Back in Christmas again

Thank You Jesus, for the gentle reminder
Thank You Jesus, for letting me see
As I sit quietly looking at the tree
And the small wooden cross !!!

2007 Judy L Wilson
Patricia A Moore
Gerti M Blackwell
ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

This poem came about on my family website, we often write together. I will start it off and different members will come back and write a line or two . We have written several children stories like this. Try it, its fun !