awed.
like in my spirit i'm jumping up and down, crying, praising, declaring His greatness and power....
love... joy... peace...
i want to have the kind of relationship with Him that i say, "ok, what are we doing tonight?"... and go for a 'date' with Him to tim hortons for a tea and whatever He's got planned (lol)... like the Lord is truly my Husband, my Companion, at my side continually... because He is....
i want to be ever more aware of Him....
i want to be the bride at His side...
i want to be woman at His feet, pouring my oil on Him, kissing and wiping His feet with my hair.... because my glory is truly but a rag next to His....
i want to walk with Him, and one day just "be not"... because He is so well pleased with me that He wants me with Him in His presence in Heaven....
I come to the garden alone
While the dew is still on the roses
And the voice I hear falling on my ear
The Son of God discloses
And He walks with me, and He talks with me
And He tells me I am His own
And the joy we share as we tarry there
None other has ever known
He speaks, and the sound of His voice
Is so sweet the birds hush their singing
And the melody that He gave to me
Within my heart is ringing
And He walks with me, and He talks with me
And He tells me I am His own
And the joy we share as we tarry there
None other has ever known
I’d stay in the garden with Him
Though the night around me be falling
But He bids me go; through the voice of woe
His voice to me is calling
And He walks with me, and He talks with me
And He tells me I am His own
And the joy we share as we tarry there
None other has ever known
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