The Mind of Christ beckons You to rise to portals of glory and
auras beyond; it's a place of worship, untold
You climb the mountain and fly above the aerie in the misty fog
of wonder, as you wait for your Lord, to behold
It's so silent and mysterious, this place above earth's noise; it's
a place of His presence, never entered before
So, you wait on the crag and contemplate His Word, as you
venture into the realms of unknown, and you soar
It's a covenant place, a Shekinah dwelling where angels fly and
humans die, as flesh yields to the Spirit
humans die, as flesh yields to the Spirit
The praying groaners go there in times of love's moonlight and His
beckoning whispers, while others tend to fear it
beckoning whispers, while others tend to fear it
For those who shy away from The omnipotent God, it's too
lonely and quiet, and the time required is long
But, for those who will be brave, who are called and chosen, it's the
Eden of an encounter, and a lilting song
"Come Away," cries your Lover, "and sojourn a while with Me
in high places; we will talk a while and discover"
You've never been here before; it's a trek past time to a reality
not visited, taking your mortal mind time to recover
You worship while there, in new ways and styles, because you
have entered the mind of Christ, in new praise
A song never sung, words never uttered, awakenings never felt;
how can you ever return to earth from this holy haze
how can you ever return to earth from this holy haze
Ah, the glorious splendor, the infinite wonders, and the beauty; it
is creative worship of an ethereal holy nature
It cannot be described, this place of Holy's; it's "in earth as it is
in heaven," a divine and angelic nomenclature
You don't want to leave; the brush of angels' wings draws you to
stay, and the songs of tongues pull your mind to linger
It's like writing on tablets, these words that filter your open mind;
they're like lyrics of glory written with God's finger
You have Awakened to a new chord and a new phrase; it's higher
than earth, and it waltzes on clouds of ecstasy
No one has graced this place, it's reserved for the Rapture ready;
it's clothed with velvet, and it's robed in majesty
Through the portals of space, you have risen to the Mind of Christ
in new words of obeisance in a glorious hue
You have surprised your Savior, your Lord and King, as you
hunger and thirst, while "His Eyes Are On You!"
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PromiseLand Church, Austin, Texas
Services Sundays 10:30 am and Wednesdays 7:15 pm
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Thank you for joining us in worship of our Lord Jesus Christ!
Please send us your prayers, and if you would like to help us
reach SOULS before it's too late, you may give an offering
online @ promiselandchurch.net. Thank you so much, and
I know the Lord will surely bless you!
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PromiseLand Church!
We're soaring in praise and Worship
of our Lord Jesus Christ!
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