Praises be to the Lord Most High!
who has given us freedom under an open sky.
Exalted are the mountains which are under His gaze
lifted up for His glory and everlasting praise!
These things which evidence His enduring love
the rebel, by nature, can make nothing of.
By not desiring the Source, which is God
through an endless, barren, wilderness plods,
to the blackest hole, where is cut out God's heart,
without which, reality, at the seams, falls apart.
Love is a higher form of thought,
alien to any not by Him taught.
The holiness of God transends mere goodness,
simple pleasures of life, He's much higher than this!
Humility a lesson: Pain just a test:
Bring the will of the Savior, 'cause He knows what's best!
From whence won the war o'r evil? Cast down!
By choice, through Him, we claim victor's crown!
for the more that hatred presses us 'round,
the greater the contrast to His love is found!
More significance is there in His singular Word
than all the deluded voices we've heard.
The glory of Jesus is there for the knowing
experience His love, your faith will be growing!
Showing posts with label praise. Show all posts
Showing posts with label praise. Show all posts
Wednesday, March 18, 2009
Thursday, February 12, 2009
Master
I know Your touch.
I hear Your voice.
I recognize the work of Your hands.
My Lord, my Love,
My Life, and my Light.
My most exalted purpose
is to bring praise to Your name,
Either from my own lips,
or when others see You in me.
I have learned the shape
and texture of True Love,
How it feels to
receive that tenderness,
that campassionate response,
to my expectant vulnerability.
I hear Your voice.
I recognize the work of Your hands.
My Lord, my Love,
My Life, and my Light.
My most exalted purpose
is to bring praise to Your name,
Either from my own lips,
or when others see You in me.
I have learned the shape
and texture of True Love,
How it feels to
receive that tenderness,
that campassionate response,
to my expectant vulnerability.
Labels:
master,
praise,
redemption,
relationship,
salvation
Profitable Service: A Meditation
We are given a limited sum of years to invest our soul for Your kingdom. Faith makes it a priviledge to serve in the work to which You have called us, working under the authority of Your spirit. The joy comes from the knowledge that even in the midst of the most difficult circumstances, victory has already been realized and affirmed. Our temporary pain only makes our joy in You more profound. To honor You truthfully, even in the midst of that pain, I must glorify and praise You. Only in this am I a profitable servant. It is a task thrilling beyond words. What starts as a self imposed discipline ends up being a realization of profound and absolute truth. I surrender all of my limited life to the cause of Him who is life, who is eternal, for the glory of His name.
Labels:
discipline,
Jesus,
praise,
servant,
suffering
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