I want to sit at your feet to behold your beauty
I want to sit at your feet, consumed by your love
Free my soul from the snare of the Fowler
Free my soul from bowing down to other gods
Trapped in the prison of this life my soul wonder and cringed
The zeal of this world consume me like a fire in my bones
Aimless and pointless pursuits are my passion and obsession
Seduce my heart with your love
Lead me to your banqueting house
I see my way home
I come running with tears
The irresistible snare of self has lost it's luster
Your throne has found a place at the hollow of my heart
At your feet your glory shines on
At your feet your beauty emanates
At your feet I see a portrait of myself
I will rather die at your feet than to die at the feet of this world
Rest my soul in God and at the feet of His Christ
Judgment stood face to face with my guilt
At your feet mercy triumphed over judgement
I gazed at the wonder of your great love
The colors of life stood up in beauty
My heart is drenched in beauty
The sound of amazing grace make sense to my brokenness
Let not the sound of grace fade away like a ghost in my ears
Turn it up high until all other sound fade away
Your voice has stolen my soul, my love
No other voice will I hear
No other song will I sing
Except the song of your grace
Amazing grace how sweet the sound
That save a wretch like me
I was blind but now I see
I was lost but now I am found;
At your feet!
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The soul is a tender bird. The heart is a brute lion. My home is Christ, My purpose is to redefine the soul of the nations. My language is love. On pilgrim paths, spilling oceans grace on dry places, until hidden seeds germinate, honoring the Ancient One — most&more.
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This is beautiful! 🙂
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Thanks so much my dear. It’s a great honor to have you. I really enjoy your blog. Deep stuff!!
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