Friday, January 30, 2009

Forever More

Wanna live my life with You
Wanna give all that I do
Wanna have each day so close to You
And love you more and more
Wanna spend more time with you
Wanna hide confide in You
Wanna laugh and sing and cry with you
And love you more and more

So I will run until I find You
Where Your arms are open wide
It's only when I'm near You
I'm safe and whole inside
You're the only One I treasure
You're the One that I adore
To be with You forever
And Love you more and more

(words by The Parachute Band)

Thursday, January 29, 2009

Faithful


"Faithful" by Brooke Fraser
There's distance in the air and I cannot make it leave
I wave my arms' round about me and blow with all my might
I cannot sense you close, though I know you're always here
But the comfort of you near is what I long for
[CHORUS]
When I can't feel you,
I have learned to reach out just the same
When I can't hear you, I know you still hear everyword I pray
And I want you more than I want to live another day
And as I wait for you maybe I'm made more faithful
All the folly of the past, though I know it is undone
I still feel the guilty one, still trying to make it right
So I whisper soft your name, let it roll around my tongue,
knowing you're the only one who knows me
You know me
[BRIDGE]
Show me how I should live this
Show me where I should walk
I count this world as loss to me
You are all I want
You are all I want

The Desert Song


This is my prayer in the desert,
When all that's within me feels dry,
This is my prayer in my hunger and need,
My God is the God who provides,
And this is my prayer in the fire,
In weakness, or trial, or pain,
There is a faith proved more worth than gold,
So refine me Lord through the flame,

I will bring praise,
I will bring praise,
No weapon formed against me shall remain,
I will rejoice,
I will declare,
God is my victory and He is here
This is my prayer in the battle,
When triumph is still on its way,
I am a conqueror and co-heir with Christ,
So firm on his promise I'll stand,

All of my life,
in every season,
You are still God,
I have a reason to sing,
I have a reason to worship,

And this is my prayer in the harvest,
When favor and providence flow,
I know I'm filled to be emptied again,
The seed I receive I will sow

Tuesday, January 27, 2009

Wash Me

Let Your Love flow, like water
Refreshing my soul
From the thirst within me
Let Your Love flow over me like rain
Let Your rain cleanse me again

For my hope is in You
My eyes are fixed
Upon Your Face
So let the rain fall as it may
I am safe, I am sure, beneath Your Heart
Let the waters cleanse and wash me
Purify me in Your Presence
Let the rain fall down upon me
That I may be clean

Wash me, wash me and I will be clean
Wash me, wash me and I will be clean

As The Deer



"As the deer panteth for the water

so my soul longeth after Thee

You alone are my heart's desire

And I long to worship You.

You alone are my strength my shield

To You alone may my spirit yield...

You alone are my heart's desire and I long to worship You.

As the deer pants for streams of water, so my soul pants for you, O God. Psalm 42:1

Tiny Sapling







"So neither he who plants nor he who waters is anything, but only God, who makes things grow."
1 Corinthians 3:7

A small sapling...growth from a seed planted...God has shown me over the last weeks that the small sapling is at times all I will see in this life. Most times it is my desire to see the tall, full grown mature aspect of the seed planted, when God only intends for me to see the sapling. He is responsible for all growth and gets the Glory for it all. Any growth at all that we see in this fallen world will be because of His Hand. He makes all things grow, and occasionally lets us plant the seed.

River God




Rolling River God
Little Stones are smooth
Only once the water passes through
So I am a stone
rough and grainy still
Trying to reconcile this river's chill



CHORUS:

But when I close my eyes and feel you rushing by
I know that time brings change and change takes time
And when the sunset comes my prayer would be just this one
that you might pick me up and notice that I am just a little smoother in your hand

Sometimes raging wild
sometimes swollen high
never have I known this river dry
The deepest part of You is where I want to stay
and feel the sharpest edges wash away