Sweet Perfume
May my worship arise before the heart
of Abba God…
I bow my heart before His feet
As I pour out my songs of worship and praise.
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Holy is my God...
for He is worthy of all my worship.
As the fragrance of my worship fills the room
as a sweet perfume…
~~~
I just want to sit at His feet...
And soak in His tangible Presence.
It is all about YOU…
And not about me My Jesus…
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In the shadow of Your wings will I hide
abiding in the shelter of Your throne room...
As the sound of my worship
Fills the air...
As the incense of my worship ascends
delighting His desire.
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I long to hear His voice...
So profound and majestic
Roaring like thunder across the heavens…
“Blow the trumpet in Zion
Sound the alarm in My Holy Mountain!”
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