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OPEN UP THE GATES

OPEN UP THE GATES

Gospel Cassette # 272
OPEN UP THE GATES
Open Up The Gates / I Never Knew / A Place For Me / Just Passing Time / Ready Or Not / Some Do Nothing / Sweet Liberty / She Is The Gate / Hear The Coins / Come And Follow / Calling The Good Guys / Glory Divine


OPEN UP THE GATES
By Sonja Peterson & Martha Miranda © 1994

Suddenly I see written in the WORD
There could be a Woman come
Before the coming of the LORD
Why have we not seen her?
Why have we not heard?
And why do men say, she won't
When it's written in the WORD?

And then I looked and looked
In the pages of the book
And found so many words
About this wonder Woman
She is called the Daughter of Jerusalem and of Zion
And why have we not heard
She will come before the Son?

Open up the gates, O, LORD
Lift up the everlasting doors
Pour down the Spirit on the WORD
To light the pathway of the LAMB

Now I see, O, now I see
Moses spoke of Her in Genesis three
And John did see Her in the end
Before the coming of the LAMB
So why have we not seen Her?
And why have we not heard?
It must be so that men despise the power of the WORD

Open up the gates, O, LORD
Lift up the everlasting doors
Pour down the Spirit on the WORD
To light the pathway of the LAMB

Now I see, and I am looking for the wonder Woman
She shall bring the Manchild in
To crush the head of satan
The earth will wail because of Her
It really doesn't matter
Because she comes cloaked and soaked in
The power of the WORD

Open up the gates, O, LORD
Lift up the everlasting doors
Pour down the Spirit on the WORD
To light the pathway of the LAMB


I NEVER KNEW
By Sonja Peterson & Martha Miranda © 1994

I never knew His life till I laid my life down to Him
I never knew His sorrow till I tasted of His pain
I never knew His love till I was hated as He was
I never knew how heavy, how heavy was His cross

I never knew how empty I was till I was full
I never knew how thirsty I was until I drank
I never knew how hungry I was until I ate of the burden of His cross
I never knew till I knew

I know the power and the glory hidden in the cross
I know it, yes, I know it. I know it
Forever, shall I lift it

I never knew His glory until I knew His name
I never knew His power until I knew His shame
I never knew His suffering until I suffered too
At the hands of wicked men for the good I'd do

I know the power and the glory hidden in the cross
I know it, yes, I know it. I know it
Forever, shall I lift it
High above me, on me, in me, ever higher still
Till the whole of me is hidden in His perfect will

I never knew His life till I laid my life down to Him
I never knew His sorrow, till I tasted of His pain


A PLACE FOR ME
By Sonja Peterson & Martha Miranda © 1994

Why was I born
And where can I find
A place of peace and rest
A place where I can find
A refuge for my soul
A shelter for my fears
Why did I come to be
And what is a purpose for Me?

Why am I here
And where can I look
To find a reason and why
To hope for a chance
To seek for a cause
To search for a purpose
Why was I born
And what is the place for me?

A place for me
A purpose to be
Is there a place for Me?
A purpose to live
And a purpose to die
There has to be more than what I see

Why was I born
And where can I find
A place of peace and rest
A place where I can find
A refuge for my soul
A shelter for my fears
Why did I come to be
And what is the purpose for me?

A place for me
A purpose to be
Is there a place for me?
A purpose to live
And a purpose to die
There has to be more than what I see


JUST PASSING TIME
By Martha Miranda 1994

Just passing time! Just passing time!
While time passes, we're just passing time
The sun comes up and the sun goes down
The earth keeps turning, turning around
And while time passes, all the time passes
We're listening to the ticking of the silent clock

There was no time in the beginning
There in the garden of Eden
And then with sin came the ticking of the clock
And the Bible began to tick

With sin and death came also the promise
Her seed would bruise satan's head
And put an ending to the ticking of the clock
That the Bible began in Eden

GOD wound the clock in the garden of Eden
Setting an ending to the beginning He began
Filling the years, filling the promises
Filling the prophecies, one by one

A woman brought the curse of sin in Eden
A woman will bring it to an end
It's all written down on the face of the clock
The beginning as well as the ending

Just passing time! Just passing time!
While time passes, we're just passing time
The sun comes up and the sun goes down
The earth keeps turning, turning around
And while time passes, all the time passes
We're listening to the ticking of the silent clock


READY OR NOT
By Martha Miranda © 1994

In the day of harvest
The fields are all cut down
And everything that grew there
Comes tumbling to the ground
It does not matter if it's ripe
It does not matter if it's green
It does not matter if it grew
The way that it was supposed to

Ready or not, ready or not
The world is coming to its ending
Ready or not, ready or not

In the day of harvest
The crops are gathered in
And everything that was planted
Is uprooted and cut down once again
It does not matter if it's ready
It does not matter if it's not
It does not matter if it ripened
The way it was supposed to

Ready or not, ready or not
The world is coming to its ending
Ready or not, ready or not
Like a belly cannot hold a baby
When His time is come
The world cannot hold back
The birth of the heavenly Kingdom

In the day of harvest
The fields are all cut down
And everything that grew there
Comes tumbling to the ground

Ready or not, ready or not
The world is coming to its ending
Ready or not, ready or not
Like a belly cannot a baby
When His time is come
The world cannot hold back
The birth of the heavenly Kingdom
Ready or not, ready or not
The world is coming to its ending
Ready or not, ready or not
Ready or not, ready or not
Ready or not, ready or not
Ready or not!


SOME DO NOTHING
By Martha Miranda © 1994

Some people have a lot of time to grumble
Some people have a lot of time to complain
Some people have a lot of time to get into trouble
Some people have a lot of time to waste
Some people have a lot of time to have fun
Some people have a lot of time to run around

Some do nothin' good all the day long
And then do bad till the break of dawn
Some do nothin'
And some do somethin'
And some do it all

Some people want to be left all alone
Some people want to talk upon the telephone
And busybody into everybody's affairs
And cause a lot of trouble for people they don't know
Some people tell lies and don't care at all
Some people say all they want is to have a good time

Some do nothin' good all the day long
And then do bad till the break of dawn
Some do nothin'
And some do somethin'
And some do it all

Some people have a lot of time to grumble
Some people have a lot of time to complain
Some people have a lot of time to get into trouble

Some do nothin' good all the day long
And then do bad till the break of dawn
Some do nothin'
And some do somethin'
And some do it all

Some people have a lot of time to waste
Some people have a lot of time to have fun
Some people have a lot of time to run around

Some do nothin' good all the day long
And then do bad till the break of dawn
Some do nothin'
And some do somethin'
And some do it all
Some do it all
Some do it all
Some do it all


SWEET LIBERTY
By Sonja Peterson & Martha Miranda © 1994

JESUS said I had to plow
And so I plowed and plowed
JESUS said I had to do it
And so I did
Yes, I did it
I did not look back
Nor left nor right did I
JESUS said I had to plow
So I plowed and plowed
And plowed

Liberty, liberty,
Sweet, sweet liberty
Hidden in the field
And uprooted by my plow
Every day I plowed
And every night I slept
Every day I plowed
And every night I wept
Then my plow uprooted the pearl
Hidden in my pathway
Liberty, sweet liberty,
I am free, free at last

JESUS said to plow
And in my field I found the pearl
JESUS said to plow
And in my field I found the treasure
As I plowed my sins died
And as I plowed
I lived and grew
JESUS said I would be free
If I plowed and plowed
And if I found the truth

Liberty, liberty,
Sweet, sweet liberty
Hidden in the field
And uprooted by my plow
Every day I plowed
And every night I slept
Every day I plowed
And every night I wept
Then my plow uprooted the pearl
Hidden in my pathway
Liberty, sweet liberty,
I am free free at last


SHE IS THE GATE
By Sonja Peterson & Martha Miranda © 1994

I have seen written in the WORD
JESUS said, I am the door
And I have seen written in the WORD
A woman is the gate into the City
I have seen written in the WORD
There was a first and there was a second Adam
And I have seen written in the WORD
There is a first and there is a second Eve

Lift up your head O ye gate of the LORD
And be ye lifted up ye everlasting doors
That the King of Glory, Mighty LORD of Hosts
Can come in. He can come in

I've seen redemption. I am at peace
Through the door, I have come
And now I knock upon Her gates
And when she opens, I will enter in
I've seen the curse lifted in the newborn's face
In the second Adam and in the second Eve
I have seen the door burst open wide

And the gate swing wide open
Lift up your head O ye gate of the LORD
And be ye lifted up ye everlasting doors
That the King of Glory, Mighty LORD of Hosts
Can come in. He can come in!


HEAR THE COINS
By Martha Miranda © 1994

Tickle, tickle, tickle
Hear the laughter and the sounds
Tinkle, tinkle, tinkle
Hear the coins dropping down
Happy hour, happy day
Drop a coin and buy your way
Down the road of life with ease
And every earthly gain

Now the devil said to JESUS
If you will serve me
All the world I'll lay at your feet
You'll want for no earthly thing
All the world I'll give you
All these kingdoms will be yours

The devil said to JESUS
If you will serve me
I will give you everything
If you will follow me
I'll buy you anything
A house, some land, a diamond ring

The devil said to JESUS
Turn these stones to bread
If you are the Son of GOD
The devil said to JESUS
Go jump off the cliff
The angels will take care of you

The devil says to you and me
If you will give to me
I will bring your husband back to you
The devil says to you and me
There's nothing I won't do
I'll even save your children too

Tickle, tickle, tickle
Hear the laughter and the sounds
Tinkle, tinkle, tinkle
Hear the coins dropping down
Happy hour, happy day
Drop a coin and buy your way
Down the road of life with ease
And every earthly gain

Tickle, tickle, tickle
Hear the laughter and the sounds
Tinkle, tinkle, tinkle
Hear the coins dropping down
Tickle, tickle, tickle
Hear the laughter and the sounds
Tinkle, tinkle, tinkle
Hear the coins dropping down


COME AND FOLLOW
By Martha Miranda © 1994

Come and follow Me
JESUS said, I don't want your money
I want your life
Go and give your coins to the poor
And come and follow Me
Come and follow Me
JESUS said, I don't need your coins
I need your life
Go give all you own to the poor
And come and follow Me

I have all the power
You need no money to buy
I have all the righteousness
You could not buy if you tried
I have all the life
There is to ever gain
To try to buy it
You would be denied it
To try to buy it
You would be denied it

My Kingdom is not of this world
So how can you buy it
With silver or gold?
Freely I give you all that you ask for
If you continue in my WORD and follow Me
The kingdom of this world that is offered
For tithes and money and coins of gold
Does not come from Me
Or from the Spirit of Truth
Neither do they give your money to the poor

I have all the power
You need no money to buy
I have all the righteousness
You could not buy if you tried
I have all the life
There is to ever gain
To try to buy it
You would be denied it
To try to buy it
You would be denied it
Come and follow Me!
Come and follow Me!


CALLING THE GOOD GUYS
By Martha Miranda © 1994

Looking to the right
Looking to the left
A murder over there
A killing down the street
Don't talk it over
Don't work it out
Get a gun and
Go make your point

Why talk it over?
Why work it out?
Nobody cares anymore
Where are all the good guys
That always made a difference?
All they want to do now is fight

Calling all the good guys
Stand up and be counted
Calling all the good guys
Where are all the good guys?

I see a good guy
Hanging on a tree
I see a good guy
Nails in His hands and feet
They wouldn't talk it over
They wouldn't work it out
A hammer and some nails
Made their point

Calling all the good guys
Stand up and be counted
Calling all the good guys
Where are all the good guys?
Calling all the good guys!


GLORY DIVINE
By Martha Miranda © 1994

We have found His glory
Like a river within
It is hidden within
Like an ever running stream
Pure running waters
Cleansing my sin
And leaving behind
An image of Him

We have found His glory
It is not of this world
It comes from above
Through the Spirit and the WORD
Pure running waters
Flowing within
Every day less of me
And more and more of Him

O, the glory of Him
No tongue can tell
Every day I drink of JESUS
From this hidden inner well
An ever flowing stream
With a pure cleansing flow
Every day and every night
His righteousness I know

O, glory divine
That cleanses my soul
O, glory divine
That makes my mind whole
O, glory so full
No tongue can tell
The glory that abides
In that ever flowing well


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