singing

He is jealous  for me
Love’s like a hurricane, I am a tree
Bending beneath the weight of His wind and mercy
When all of a sudden, I am unaware of these afflictions eclipsed by glory
and I realize just how beautiful You are and how great your affections are for me.

Oh, how He loves us so
Oh, how He loves us
How He loves us so.

Yeah, He loves us
Woah, how He loves us
Woah, how He loves us
Woah, how He loves.

So we are His portion and He is our prize,
Drawn to redemption by the grace in His eyes
If grace is an ocean we’re all sinking
So heaven meets earth like a sloppy wet kiss and my heart turns violently inside of my chest
I don’t have time to maintain these regrets when I think about the way

That he loves us,
Woah, how He loves us
Woah, how He loves us
Woah, how He loves

He loves us,
Woah, how He loves us
Woah, how He loves us
Woah, how He loves

[Whispered]: Well, I thought about You the day Stephen died and You met me between my breaking
I know that I still love You, God, despite the agony
…they want to tell me You’re cruel
But if Stephen could sing, he’d say it’s not true, cause…[voice breaks]…

Cause He loves us,
Woah, how He loves us
Woah, how He loves us
Woah, how He loves

Yeah, He loves us
Woah, how He loves us
Woah, how He loves us
Woah, how He loves

(Jesus Culture)

by Nichole Nordeman

There are times when faith and common sense do not align,
when hardcore evidence of you is hard to find,
and I am silenced in the face of argumenative debate,
it’s a long hill it’s a lonley climb. Maybe it’s true.

CHORUS:
Cause they want proof,
They want proof of all these mysteries I claim,
Cause only fools would want to chant a dead man’s name.
I would be a fool for you all because you asked me to.
A simpleton who’s seeming naive,
I do believe You came and made Yourself a fool for me.

I admit that in my darkest hours I’ve asked what if,
What if we created some kind of man made faith like this,
Out of good intention or emotional invention,
and after life is through there will be no You.

Cause they want proof of all these miracles I claim,
Cause only fools believe that men can walk on waves.
Maybe it’s true.

Unaware of popularity,
and unconcerned with dignity,
You made me free.
That’s proof enough for me.

I would be a fool for You,
Only if You asked me to,
A simpletonwho’s only think of,
The cause of love.

I will speak Jesus name,
and if that makes me crazy,
they can call me crazed,
I’m happy to be seemingly naive,
I do believe You came and
made Yourself a fool for me.

by Jonathan Foreman and Tim Foreman (from Switchfoot’s, Hello Hurricane)

I’m on the run
I’m on the ropes this time
where is my song?
I’ve lost the song of my soul tonight

Sing it out
Sing it out loud
I can’t find the words to sing
You’d be my remedy
Sing it out
Sing it out
Take what is left of me
Make it a melody

My song
My song
I’ll sing with what’s left of me

Where is the sun
Feels like a ghost this time
Where have you gone
I need your breath in my lungs tonigh

Sing it out
Sing it out
I’m holding on
I’m holding on to you
My world is wrong
My world is a lie that’s come true
and I fall in love with the ones that run me through
When all along all I need is you

Sing it out

¹ Lord, you have been our dwelling place
throughout all generations.

² Before the mountains were born
or you brought forth the earth and the world,
from everlasting to everlasting you are God.

¹² Teach us to number our days aright,
that we may gain a heart of wisdom.

¹⁷ May the favor of the Lord our God rest upon us;
establish the work of our hands for us—
yes, establish the work of our hands.

(Psalm 90: 1-2, 12, 17)

I’m skipping the backlogged days (I’ve written drafts of the posts, but I’ll p0st them later), I just want to start the day with this prayer, a reading from my devotions this morning.

You know how it is when God’s Word just hits the spot– like you’ve just bitten into a soft burger bun and on to the actual burger itself– crusty on the outside but oh-so juicy inside– and the flavors burst in your mouth like warm, spectacular, comforting fireworks. That’s what Moses’ psalm was to me this morning. Talk about breakfast of the champions!

No, I’m still not feeling a hundred percent yet. I’m going to start driving again, I have to even if I still feel a little shaky. I’m praying that the nerves will steady once I get on the groove. It’s a long day ahead, that’s why I’m so glad for my spiritual breakfast.

That song got it right: “Everyday with you, Lord, is sweeter than the day before.”

Godspeed everyone!

Soon and very soon
My King is coming
Robed in righteousness
And crowned with love
When I see Him, I
shall be made like Him
Soon and very soon

Soon and very soon
I’ll be going
To the place He has prepared for me
There my sin erased
My shame forgotten
Soon and very soon

I will be with the One I love
With unveiled face I’ll see
There my soul will be satisfied
Soon and very soon

Soon and very soon
See the procession
The angels and the elders
’round the throne
At His feet I’ll lay my crown, my worship
Soon and very soon

Though I have not seen Him
My heart knows Him well
Jesus Christ the Lamb
The Lord of Heaven

(Brooke Fraser)

When it was over and they could talk about it
She said there’s just one thing I have got to know
What in that moment when you were running so hard and fast
Made you stop and turn for home
He said I always knew you loved me even though I’d broken your heart
I always knew there’d be a place for me to make a brand new start

Oh love wash over a multitude of things
Love wash over a multitude of things
Love wash over a multitude of things
Make us whole

When it was over and they could talk about it
They were sitting on the couch
She said what on earth made you stay here
When you finally figured out what I was all about
He said I always knew you’d do the right thing
Even though it might take some time
She said, Yeah, I felt that and that’s probably what saved my life

Oh love wash over a multitude of things
Love wash over a multitude of things
Love wash over a multitude of things
Make us whole

There is a love that never fails
There is a healing that always prevails
There is a hope that whispers a vow
A promise to stay while we’re working it out
So come with your love and wash over us

(sara groves)

Lord
Let your light, Light of your face
Shine on Us

Lord
Let your light, Light of your face
Shine on Us

That we, may be saved
That we, may have life
To find our way
In the darkest night
Let your light, Shine on us

Lord
Let your grace, Grace from your hand
Fall on us

Lord
Let your grace, Grace from your hand
Fall on us

That we, may be saved
That we, may have life
To find our way
In the darkest night
Let your grace, Fall on us

Lord
Let your love, Love with no end
Come over us

Lord
Let your love, Love with no end
Come over us

That we, may be saved
That we, may have life
To find our way
In the darkest night
Let your love, Come over us

Let your light, Shine on us