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here i am to worship, here i am to bow down, here i am to say that you’re my king. hearts uniting through different instruments creating an enveloping chorus that surrounds your spirit and doesn’t let you go. the bass pounds as if it were speaking straight to your heart. the drums, the backbone shaking my love for the Lord alive through its rhythmic rolls and snaps. the worshipers uniting over the lines the lead singer is declaring in a penetrating voice which directs you straight to Christ. as the notes and beats leave each instrument, they unite to form a mist which grips my stomach with excitement. A union with my Saviour the King is riding the wave of this worship and I never want to meet the shoreline. The rumbles from the toms grows louder and like contractions for a woman in labour become closer together and stronger with each measure. An anthem is arising, ascending to lead all who wish to follow. A steady statement meeting the ears of our Lord, our song in unison yet all worshiping from our hearts of separate experiences. Words can no longer characterize the love, the joy, the devotion felt simultaneously for all those focused on the presence which captures our attention. This is a place of strength, the place for true worship from deep to deep. Where doubts and distractions have no place but a grateful noise springs forth from a pit in your spirit you never knew went so deep. This God of Creation woos you with an intimate beckoning and you are drawn only to His voice. Rest here, feel the pulse of his heart naturalized by the bass drum thud against your cheek. Rest, dwell and worship Him only for who He is and that He is here. |
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Posted by barefootbliss on 2008-02-19 12:09:38 | Rating: | Views: 91
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