Door To God's Heart
Dear Lord,
Silence every doubt that I am facing,
Be that doubt only a shadow or a feeling,
Remember me, sweet Jesus…
And blot out the doubts that discourage,
The lingering urges of despair,
The ache, the burden, the trouble,
Silence the darkness with all its worries,
Hush the deafening fears and tears,
Calm my spirit and give me courage…
To rise above the strongest walls,
To risk the treasures I have sought,
So that You and Your Son pour out hope…
Lighting the way for my soul,
So that I can know what it means to truly let go,
Let You have the reins…. reigning within my heart.
His scent, sweet as music
Like honey flavored traces of hope,
Uplifting and aromatic as lilacs or jasmine,
Surging through the whispers of a love,
Far more beautiful than affection,
Far more winsome than any blessing…
Holy, He is Holy… His Spirit an inkling,
Suggesting the song, flowing in rhythms.
The source of my song, breathless, sensing,
Serenity in the soul, gentleness in the spirit,
A song that plays throughout the moments,
Bringing joy, hope, the promise of a love…
Love so alive it strengthens the weakest minds.
Love who can provide all the needs that abide.
Love that is like a child, innocent and kind.
Love that trembles inside, a rhythm of peace and joy.
Love that is very much mine – it silences the doubts,
Releases the praise – a shout of amazing grace,
Falling from lips who know Him as the way…
Through the darkness, through the fear, throughout life…
He’s always near, making a way through all the years,
Singing faith through each moment, each hour, all through time,
He is the answer to my heart’s prayers, the reason that I shout…
Praise, praise, praise that reminds – there is ONE,
Who is ever alive, always inspired, forever mine… He is light,
He is love – He is the Joy, the Life, the LOVE,
The only One who can save our souls, so that we will one day know…
God, our Father, our heart’s hope – the whole reason we’ve determined…
The answer to faith that stirs spirits to decide…
Believing in Jesus is worth every tear cried.
Believing in Jesus is the reason we’re alive.
Believing in Jesus is the promise of paradise.
Thank You, to the One, who brought me through the storm…
Into the light of a new hope, the light that continues to grow,
Showing me that love is my spirit’s song, the open door – to God’s heart.
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Regina Mcintosh
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