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.

~~~

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…

~~~

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.

~~~

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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