I have seen the glory of His power
Hour after hour its works are immanent
Inside of me, a confirmation so loud sings His praise
The indication of the reality of the godhood
He is who He was, who He is and is to come
Why do I think otherwise?
How are the cogitations of my heart different now?
On whose authority does this stranger enter the home of the elect
The foundation of my house has always been firm
Even while the tempest encircled
My focus was spelled
It meditated saying
“My home sat on a weak foundation”
“Never! Nay! Never!”
Then the whispers of doubt swung by
Then did its affectation hold sway for a moment
My soul cries out with every breath
“Who is on the Lord’s side unless chosen?
Then why persist for the voice of venom live? Why give ear to any other voice?”
Why grieve the spirit?
Know that the Lord, He is
For you are the purchased possession of the True and Living God
Blessed are you, O mountain of God
The place where He purposed to dwell forever
What a privilege
I have seen the glory of His power
Hour after hour its works are immanent
Inside of me, a confirmation so loud sings His praise
The indication of the reality of the godhood
He is who He was, who He is and is to come
Great are you, Lord
Master of the universe
Soul berth for the peacekeepers and the seekers of truth
You are the foundry for the weary of faith
You craft and cast men till they are formed in perfection
O King of Glory, we believe in only Your sovereignty
Your Holy Spirit is in us, how can we ever falter?
Blessed be God, for indeed we have everything in Him
I have seen the glory of His power
Hour after hour its works are immanent
Inside of me, a confirmation so loud sings His praise
The indication of the reality of the godhood
He is who He was, who He is and is to come
Grey
Curator of moments, collector of whispers