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ProphetSongs

 This section contains bible songs ,songs based on the truths of the bible. I also placed here what I call prophe-tsongs these are songs that I felt that the Lord laid on my heart . These songs are inspired by the Spirit  and I believe God does speak through these. I hope an prey that as you read on that God will meet you in your place of need.

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MIGHTY JEREMIAH
by Mike Vargas 10/2001

By God he was accepted
By men he was rejected
The prophet stood tall
Like a fortified wall


By God he was attested
By kings he was detested
The prophet stood tall
For the sake of the call


Mighty Jeremiah
With the fire in his bone
Mighty Jeremiah
With the fire in his bones


He ate the bread of affliction
While serving the bread of salvation
The prophet stood firm to the word
That he heard

He spoke by the Spirit of Messiah
False prophets called him a liar
But the prophet stood sure
To the word of the Lord

Mighty Jeremiah
With the fire in his bones
Mighty Jeremiah
With the fire in his bones

Mighty prophet, rejected in his home

Lord make me like Jeremiah
Burn your word in my heart
Like a fire in my bones

I desire to be like Jeremiah
With the fire in my bones
I desire to be like Jeremiah
With the fire in my bones

THE WIND LIVING
by Mike Vargas JANUARY 2003

A long time ago
In the very first land
Lived a truly God made man
Living by a simple plan
He had nothing else to rely in
So he lived by the voice in the wind

Adam had it all
Till his dreadful fall
When he ate the fruit
Of the knowledge damned us all

It is a terrible a sin
That we have learn from him
And do not live by the Voice in the wind
The truth that saves us from sin

Knowledge puffs us up
Makes us proud
MAkes us shout like kids
To be heard by the crowd

A long time ago
In an ancient land
Lived a man named Abraham

He had no Church
No religious schooling
The voice of God was his only tutoring

The rules he lived by were not on paper
But writen on his heart by his maker

It is a terrible sin
That we did not learn from him
And do not live by the Voice in the wind

A long time ago
In Egypt land
Lived Moses raise by the royal clan

He thought he knew the plan
And took a life by his hand
Then he ran like
A refugee man

Forty years later on a mount
He saw a sight
Heard a sound
That turned his life around

From a burning bush
Deep with in
He finally heard the Voice in the wind

Before the law was etched on stone
It was engraved on Moses' soul

A long time ago
In the Holy Land
God brought forth the perfect man
He had no fault, had no sin
Living his life by the Voice in the wind

The religious knew the word
What was written on paper
But they would not have it
From the lips of their maker

They entered into a terrible sin
Rejecting Jesus Christ the son of the Voice in the wind

Life comes not from
Learning words written on paper
But getting the truth from the lips of our maker

Seek the Voice in the wind

 

EXPIRATION DATE BY MIKE VARGAS 04/2002

A man is appointed
A vapor to believe
The one who came
And died to set him free

Then his eyes will see
His majesty, seated on his throne
The fate of every man is in his hand
The final word is his alone

Turn before it is too late
You do not know your expiration date
At an unknown day and hour
You will appear before
The ultimate power

Do not be a fool
Tomorrow is not promised you

Rich men will stand before the Lord
Without the wealth they love to horde
Money means nothing at all
To the one who makes
The final call

Those that live a lie
Will stand before
The master of
The Earth and sky
What will they say to
The one that knows
Their every way

False shepherds before thier
God will stand
They told half the truth
Now there is sheep's blood
On their hands

Men who live for the Lord
Will see their spirits soar
They walked in his steps
They kept his ways
The grace of God
Prepared them for
Their judgement day

TESTIMONIAL-SONGS

WHO AM I by Mike Vargas 01/30/05

Who am I

No longer a satanist

No more porn addict

Trans formed by the cross of Christ

Who am I

Made to walk with kings

Throughout eternity

By God's grace in Jesus Christ

By his blood I am saved

By his blood I am redeemed

Who am I

A beloved son of God

A blessed seed of Abraham

Restored by the cross of Christ

By his blood I am saved

By his blood I am redeemed\
NIGHTFALL, AND NEW DAWN
by Mike Vargas 06/24/06

In the night ,I stepped away from the light
And stumbled and fell, then to you I yelled
Quickly you came feeling your child’s pain
You came to raise me from the pit of misery

In my plight , it felt like I lost my sight
Could not see the way, thru the haze
Daddy came, calling out my name
I followed the sound ,to higher ground

In the night, demons tried to take my life
On all sides they did arise, flaring hateful eyes
In my distress I remebered your faithfulness
And called on your name to set me free again

They did advance, to take my life by chance
Though they came, to put out my flame
They took to flight, when came the light

COME BE MINE

by Mike Vargas


the poem Come to me written 11/24/06

re-written as a song lyric 02/13/2010

 

Do you hear the sound of the wind through the trees?
Can you hear his voice by the cool Autumn breeze?

Come to me, and I will set you free.

 

Do you see the writ in the clouds of the skies above?
Can you read the mail of God's pure Holy love?

Come to me I am all that you need

 

Leave everything behind, come be mine

Leave everything behind, come be mine

Leave everything behind, come be mine

 

Do you hear the sound of thunder from the storm?
Can you hear him speak to the hearts badly torn?
Come to me, a shelter for refugees.

 

Do you see the strong youths, grow old and frail?
Have you heard death waits, at the end of the trail?

Come to me. prepared for eternity

 

Leave everything behind, come be mine

Leave everything behind, come be mine

Leave everything behind, come be mine

 

Do you see Holy light that cuts through the night?
Can you see it through the cross of Jesus Christ?

Come to me, I paid the ultimate price.

 

Leave everything behind, come be mine

Leave everything behind, come be mine

Leave everything behind, come be mine

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COME TO ME by Mike Vargas
11/24/06
Do you hear the sound of the wind through the trees?
Can you hear voice carried by the cool Autumn breeze?
Come to me, and I will set you free.
Do you see the writing in the glorious heaven above?
Can you read the letter of perfect holy love?
Come to me, and I will be all you need
Do you hear the sound of thunder from the storm?
Can you hear it speaking to hearts badly torn?
Come to me, I do shelter refugees.
Do you see his message in the lightning flashed skies?
Can you read his sermon, displayed before your eyes?
Come to me, I make the blind to see.
Do you hear the sound of water flowing down the stream?
Can you hear his words in this, do you know what it means?
Come to me, I restore life for free.
Do you see all the men once young and strong, now weak and frail?
Can you read the note of death waiting, at the end of the trail?
Come to me, I will prepare you for eternity.
Do you hear the cry of a child in middle of the darkest night?
Can you hear his father’s word of love, setting all his fears to flight?
Come to me, I will give you peace.
Do you see his holy light piercing this demonically darkened night?
Can you see through to the cross of Christ?
Come to me, I paid the price
For you to come to me
  TYRE THEN AND NOW
10/28/2006 8:00:27 PM by Mike Vargas
Lord my God
I praise your name
In faithfulness
Your judgment came

Many have died
Trusting human enterprise
Their lives were swept away
On a fateful day

On the shore they cried
Considering suicide
All hopes, and dreams were gone
Nothing left to carry on

They entered into this night
Because they rejected the light
They stood shell shocked
Their world rocked

The walls of security fell
The result of pride wells
Tyre was the Glory of man
Built on sinking sand

Tyre was lost to the night
For not doing right
Not knowing salvation
Through divine invitation

At the time they died
The heaviest cry
Came from the Lord on high

Lord God on high
I praise your name
You sent them signs
Warnings you gave

Destruction by holy fire
Was the desire of Tyre
She made the choice
By ignoring your voice

Lord my God
Men have claimed your name
By unfaithful worship
It has been profaned

They claim to walk by light
they refuse to live
according to what is right
Death is all they give

The Word that brings life
They treat like
Typical merchandise

They no longer look
To servants to lead
But follow another book
After the corporate creed

They quench the holy fire
Holding fast to
Man made rules of Tyre


There are prophets for hire
Seeking after power
Following the path of Tyre
To the judgment hour

Cisterns have been cracked
By the wisdom of Tyre
They hold no living water
Facing destructive fire

The path that seems right
Brings the religious
To the edge of eternal night

They refuse to die
To their own way
Following the ancient paths of
Wicked Tyre today

Lord Most High
I praise your name
For giving us time
To change our ways

The destruction of men
By judgment fire
Is a horrible end
And is not God’s desire

From heaven comes a call
To lay down our lives
To surrender it all

The only way to escape
The deadly fire
Is to break our packs
With the King of Tyre

To seek the Lord
Must be our sole intent
To return to our God
With our hearts rent

We must repent from
Our self seeking ways
So our God can
Restore our lost days

Lord my God
I praise your name
In loving mercy
Your warning came

If we seek his face
And turn from
From our evil ways
He will come
To redeem the land

There is only one road
That leads to life
The ways of Tyre Only leads to destructive fire.
 

TRAVELING TO A TREE, ON A ROAD THROUGH A DOOR

by Mike Vargas Tuesday, June 5, 2007

There is a tree that bares fruit to restore life

The way to eat of it is to bow to God most high

There is a tree that bares fruit to destroy life

The masses take from it and eat it with pride

There is a narrow way that leads to life

A humble road made red by the blood of Christ

There is a loud highway that leads to fires

A proud roadway built on corrupted desires

There is a door through to God’s Holy light

The gate opened through messiah’s pain

There are portals to the dark unholy night

You enter in through all the other ways

There is a fateful trip that all men must make

It starts at birth end with a final breath

There is a truth that all men will have to face

The creator waits at your roads end

UNHOLY NIGHTMARE  by Mike Vargas 05/06/07
 I walk in the valley
The shadow of death
Is always around me
Sounding like a dirge
You just can't deny it
The sound of violence
Leaping from rotting lips
Hidden behind pretense
I reject all despair
Come Lord Jesus Christ
End this unholy nightmare
Swallow it by your life
The wicked are as corpses
Dancing to funeral songs
Along crooked courses
Singing we're moving on!
They party in cemeteries
That are boldly disguised
To look like seminaries
Lacking sight being blind
I reject all despair
Come Lord Jesus Christ
End this unholy nightmare
Swallow it by your life

  Train Ride
by Mike Vargas 11:16 PM 6/19/07
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From the time we are born
The life train is what we ride on
We can not change direction
On our way to the Judgment throne
Can not stop it's moving on
When life has run it's course
the last breath fades away
man faces the only divine court
Facing holy mercy or decay
trek stops with a final station call
the time is now to make amends
none choose when to start this trip
we have no choice when it ends
This journey has a short term duration
Just like a flower fading away
Soon we come to our final destination
When the fare has to be paid.
We never could pay the wages of our sin
There is a new living way
The life Jesus gave as a ransom for men
His blood is the fare paid.
WARRIOR’S TREK 4  by Mike Vargas 8/9/07
 
For many years I have marched this road
 my eyes sees what glory the future holds
Still I have a long warrior's trek till home
And dance on those streets of pure gold
I am coming to you heavenly Father
by the blood stained path of your son
I fight a war to enforce the victory
of  Jesus Christ the risen Holy One
Many are the battles still left to fight
Against the warriors of this wicked night
My bright shield withstands dark attacks
my blazing sword drives the enemy back
I am coming to you heavenly Father
by the blood stained path of your son
I fight a war to enforce the victory
of  Jesus Christ the risen Holy One
I war as a stranger in this world of sin
to deliver captive fallen sons of Adam
from the cells that he blindly entered in
shining the light of  God's salvation plan
I am coming to you heavenly Father
by the blood stained path of your son
I fight a war to enforce the victory
of  Jesus Christ the risen Holy One
I follow your example of my master, my king
you surrendered his precious perfect life
and by your selflessness gained everything
confounding the wisdom of this world's wise
I am coming to you heavenly Father
by the blood stained path of your son
I fight a war to enforce the victory
of  Jesus Christ the risen Holy One
 

NO ONE, NO OTHER

by Mike Vargas 04/19/08

 

Who can breath on this barren land

bringing life, making it live again

Who can save the desolate soul

granting peace to make him whole

 

There is none like you

no not one, no other

There is none like you

no not one, no other

 

Who can give first sight to the blind

bringing order to the chaotic mind

Who can cause the deaf ears to hear

the words that conquers all fears

 

There is none like you

no not one, no other

There is none like you

no not one, no other

 

Who takes down giants through a child

delivering through the meek and mild

Who can part the sea of many troubles

providing dry ground for the humble

 

There is none like you

no not one, no other

There is none like you

no not one, no other

 

Who is Glorified in all the heavens

the living word that frames creation

Who is worthy of all honor ,praises

the risen Christ king of all nations

 

There is none like you

no not one, no other

There is none like you

no not one, no other