Sunday, March 12, 2017

"Like A Song"


"Once in every life someone comes along and you came to us,
it was almost like a song..."
(Pastor Kenneth Phillips)

It was like an Awakening of the soul and spirit, when at first we
 felt Your touch of love, so utterly sublime
"How can my heart flutter with such joy, and my spirit feel so free 
 in glory and beauty?" we wondered at the time
Oh, it was the One who held us as dust, and formed us by His love, 
 who caressed us with His Holy hands
He's the Creator of the universe, who loves what He made; He
 watches o'er the earth, His own created lands
It's no wonder when a soul looks in His eyes, with love returned in 
 worship, that His Spirit floods our beings
And, it's more than prickling chill bumps, tinglings, the rampage of
 mortal emotions, and run amok feelings
No, it is power unspeakable and full of glory, the explosion of
 heaven, from portals beyond our knowing
Ah, it's like rain, snow, fragrant breezes, winds of fire, the scent
 of roses and a niagra of love, unleashed and flowing
"Take me, I'm Yours," is our fervent cry, from lips touched by
 heaven's flames, and hearts instantly remade
The lover of our souls has invaded us with ecstasy, and now we've
 been made clean; we're righteously arrayed
No love can compare to our Savior's relentless mercy, love and
 grace; we are humbled to our trembling knees
And, as we bow, we're mounting up like eagles, soaring in His
 embrace, flying above snake lines, to lofty aeries
No human can describe the splendor of the Holy Ghost and fire,
 that erupts like a volcano, in glorious joy
The strings of our hearts sing in tongues, as we're carried away in
 the arms of love; it's a heavenly awing ploy
We experience a "Maranatha" before its time, as our Redeemer
 takes up residence, in His home of reformed dust
And, we get a foretaste of paradise in an earthly moment, a dance 
  rises in the freedom, of the once sinful and unjust
Oh, there's nothing like it; it's a lilt of the soul, diving to depths
 and climbing to heights, in one swoop of delight
And the light floods our bodies in a miraculous consumption, of
 the dregs from hopelessness, and darkness of night
We fly like we have wings, released to explore the flames of the
 Holy Ghost, in a triumph of seeking wonder
"Who wouldn't want more?" we ask, when we consider the power 
 that roared through our souls, like shaking thunder
So, the chords of singing fill the stillness in the air, when at last we
 settle into our abode, above earth's woes and cares
We have become new and shining from His light and love; it's
 apparent to all who know us, from their oft stares
It was "the experience;" from Acts 2 and 38, that joined us to
 Jesus, and cleared us from all our sins and wrongs
Ah, it is beautiful, it's like awesome mystery, unfolded in a rush of 
glory, the Word from above, in us; it's "Like A Song." 

Psalm 131
(A Song of degrees of David)
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Coming March 19th to PromiseLand, Pastor John Ragsdale!
He's a Preacher, a Singer, a Song writer and much more! 
Don't miss this!  promiselandchurch.net

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We pray in our language and we pray in the Spirit; 
we sing in our language and we sing in the Spirit!


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