"Blessed are they which do hunger and thirst after
righteousness: for they shall be filled."
(Matthew 5:6)
(Matthew 5:6)
The time has come to sojourn with our Lover, the Lover of our
souls, for the days are dark and trying
We're fighting the devil and his imps, the forces of evil at every
turn; and our world of souls is lost and dying
"Come to Me," says the Lord, in the whispers among the shadows;
lay your head upon My chest and trust
I AM your only source of peace, your calm in the thunder, and
"believing I will protect you" is a must
"Walk with Me alone," says our Love, "And, hear My voice in the
night;" He's hovering close, during this groan
If we are afraid, it's our own fault, for His left hand is under our
heads, and His right hand embraces His own
There's light in the shadows, as we hunger for Him stronger; He
seems to wrap us in a cocoon of wonder
We hear the coos of our Master and the swoosh of angels' wings,
while the world hears claps of roaring thunder
As we walk alone with Him, He tells His secrets and His plans, in
prophetic nuances of His Holy essence
We are so speechless in the silence, with only His voice and His
touch, as we reach a pinnacle of His presence
Our hearts beat with the cadence of His voice, as He mentions His
love in such romantic tones, that come from above
It seems we have entered another place, holiness is prevalent and
earth's blackness is replaced with a white dove
Perfect peace surrounds us in this solitary place, and we dare not
move; we want it to last forever, and not cease
We've grown accustomed to His warmth and His gentle love to His
beloved, as we feel the burdens' release
If only the world could feel and know the Love of their Creator;
they would come running with no doubt
The Lord longs for that encounter with every soul He formed from
"dust;" that's what He's talking about
He can't help but convey His plea, while we walk alone together,
that we must bring others to Him, and soon
We're moved by His compassion for His lost ones, and we weep
together alone, with just the light of the moon
Suddenly, we realize our God is lonely; He misses His bride and
He longs for the trumpet sound, too
We know our time is coming to a close; we sense the morning
light pouring in, with sprinkles of morning dew
Clinging to our Lord, we cry that we don't want Him to go; He
says that He'll be back; He loves our time alone
As we feel that closeness lift, we pray love's sweet refrain, in a
lonely lilt of craving, and a sorrowful groan
He's still with us, we know, but there's something about that time
alone with Him; it pulls us to the mountain
On that misty aerie crag, we taste Love's perfection, placing
ourselves in position, under an overflowing fountain
ourselves in position, under an overflowing fountain
It's what we will know for all of eternity one day, when He comes
in the twinkling of an eye, and whisks us away
Let it be soon, is our Maranatha cry, as we look up for a sign in
the moonlit sky, and we yearn for Him as we pray
But, still it's hard to leave that place where just the two of us
waltzed among the clouds, where God is first
So, we come back to the noise, the world and its woes, back to the
place where on our faces, we "Hunger and Thirst!"
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With Serbian subtitles
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SEEING the Vision, and God surely will!
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PromiseLand Church!
We hunger and thirst for the presence
of our LORD JESUS CHRIST!
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