"Holy, Holy, Holy"

"Then said the Lord to him, Put off thy shoes from thy feet: for the 

place where thou standest is holy ground."
(Acts 7:33)

It happens in His presence, when the aura all around is filled with

His essence and non-consuming flames of fire

Don't underestimate His power in this place of glory, for only the

 barefoot, willing, and kneeling can aspire

Moses was told to take off his shoes for even the ground knew this

 presence; it was holy and worthy of honor

No one can fathom this kind of glory; it's unearthly, ethereal in

 stature and more than mortals can ponder

We will know it when at last we see Him face to face, but when it

 occurs in earthly realms; it's a misty smoke

It fills the place wherever you are with a heavenly feeling and

 wonder; and you just want to sit and soak

"Come Holy Spirit" is our prayer and plea; it's that place of His

 glory that we so long to feel and see 

He comes unannounced with a brush of angels' wings and a holy

hush that silences and drops us to the knee

We scarcely move so as not to hinder and drive away this awing

 power that consumes us, yet it's so elusive

It's a hovering Spirit that moves in waves of delight over mere

 humans, and it's unexplainable and inconclusive

We have not the mind of Christ to know this elaborate splendor; it

leaves us breathless and seeking more and more

"Don't ever leave us" is our sudden thought, as we are subdued

with mystery and held fast to the floor

Everyone is crying, and the tears are falling in reverence to this

 God we know, but we're amazed at His touch

We decide we will never depart from this peaceful place of beauty

 and omnipotence that we love so much 

The ground beneath us seems to absorb His magnificence, and we

 feel as though we're out of place in this wonder

Truly, heaven has descended and filled the atmosphere; it was

 designed and ordained; it wasn't a blunder

It was the worship that drew Him here; it so moved Him that He

 had to come and dwell in His creation's aroma

And, we feel as though we've entered a new dimension; our whole

 beings are transported, as if in a holy coma 

The swish of feathery wings and the holy hush of softly sung

 adoration are spoken raptly and boldly

It was our burst through heaven's gates with our love that He
 couldn't resist; He's here and it's "Holy, Holy, Holy."

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PromiseLand Church, Austin, Texas

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PromiseLand Church!

We are taking the Souls to 

"Holy Ground"

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