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We Shall Behold Him: A Tribute to Dottie Rambo (Dottie Rambo) · Behold the Beginning [UK] (Diamond Head) · Behold the Hurricane (The Horrible Crowes) · Behold the Beginning [UK] (Diamond Head) · Behold: The Anthology (The Blues Busters) · Behold the Savior (Meredith Andrews) · Behold How Sweet It Is (The Blues Busters) · Behold (Mads Langer) · Behold the Beginning [Metal Blade] (Diamond Head) · Come and Behold Him (Restoration) – and 90 other albums »


Lion Of Judah
Words and music by Ray Boltz and Steve Millikan
Messiah would come
The earth would rejoice
The people start to sing
For they would
Still Her Little Child 
Words and music by Ray Boltz and Steve Millikan
When she laid him in a manger
He was still her little child
In a city
Scars
Words and music by Ray Boltz
I heard Him call my name
He said I've come to save you
But I was so ashamed
I turned to walk away
He reached
A cloud of eiderdown
Draws around me
Softening a sound
Sleepy time, and I lie
With my love by my side
And she's breathing low

And the candle
A cloud of eiderdown
Draws around me
Softening a sound
Sleepy time, and I lie
With my love by my side
And she's breathing low
And the candle dies
branded stiff by those scorching rays
In vicious grief these tears I shed, when beholding my fallen realm
In shadows entangled, in solitude I mourn
Cold
and measure planets by parallax
Check out the retrograde motion, kill the notion
Of biting and recycling and calling it your own creation
I feel like Rockwell,
attitude is scarred by this inner-city urban
Iller dolo stress on my brain just like a turban
Who get grazed by the bullet?
Triggers, who's quick to pull it?
prophecy
My attitude is scarred by this inner-city urban
Iller dolo stress on my brain just like a turban
Who get grazed by the bullet?
Triggers, who's
people know him by the name of, uh, Microphone Mike
But those of us who know him well call him Michael Troy Nine
Give it up, give it up

I wanna give
of bricks and carry it for a lifetime
while he can relieve the pain by just going home and writing a rhyme?
at that point he pulls her close, whispers "I love
harnessed by the ancients... triggered by lunar rays and solar radiation, channeled to impart static charges to rock strata and lines of natural power running