Here is a piece of my journal entry today and what God has been showing me...As I was praying I could see short visions passing over my eyes and I was writing down what I was seeing….
November 5th 2013 (10pm)
Bring us back Lord,
bring us back
Turn us back Lord,
turn us back
The shame that I feel
has become so unreal
How much farther is this road
twists, turns, and pain untold
Until the day when we behold
The glory of Your majesty
Though this valley is dark as night
In the horizon shines Your light
I behold the glory of Your majesty
And on that faithful day
I’ll see the Lord, to whom we pray
I’ll gaze into His beautiful face
And behold the glory of His majesty
Arise O my soul and praise the Lord,
Arise and sing, look to the sky
Riding upon the clouds, is our King on High
Behold the glory of His majesty
Behold Him as He roll
The clouds back like a scroll
The earth begins to shake,
The dirt below begins to quake
(Be made low, Kings below)
Every knee will bow in fear
As the king on High draws near
“You’ve been weighed and left wanting”
The whole Earth grows silent of its taunting…
But I will not fear,
for my Father is here
(He’s always been near)
His love shines on my face,
I’ve received the gift of His grace…
Jesus did not just die for me
upon that tree
He died for you
and His promise is true
Do not reject the gift of His grace
Do not throw it back in His face
Call upon Him while He is near
He’ll erase every fear…
(and wipe away every tear)
Behold Him on High,
As He approaches in the sky….
November 5th 2013 (10pm)
Bring us back Lord,
bring us back
Turn us back Lord,
turn us back
The shame that I feel
has become so unreal
How much farther is this road
twists, turns, and pain untold
Until the day when we behold
The glory of Your majesty
Though this valley is dark as night
In the horizon shines Your light
I behold the glory of Your majesty
And on that faithful day
I’ll see the Lord, to whom we pray
I’ll gaze into His beautiful face
And behold the glory of His majesty
Arise O my soul and praise the Lord,
Arise and sing, look to the sky
Riding upon the clouds, is our King on High
Behold the glory of His majesty
Behold Him as He roll
The clouds back like a scroll
The earth begins to shake,
The dirt below begins to quake
(Be made low, Kings below)
Every knee will bow in fear
As the king on High draws near
“You’ve been weighed and left wanting”
The whole Earth grows silent of its taunting…
But I will not fear,
for my Father is here
(He’s always been near)
His love shines on my face,
I’ve received the gift of His grace…
Jesus did not just die for me
upon that tree
He died for you
and His promise is true
Do not reject the gift of His grace
Do not throw it back in His face
Call upon Him while He is near
He’ll erase every fear…
(and wipe away every tear)
Behold Him on High,
As He approaches in the sky….