You Are There

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Beyond our minds, outside of time,
In worlds unknown, upon a throne,
You reign Supreme, eternally,
And You are there, You are there.

Where can we go from Your presence?
Where can we go where You’re not there?

For we can’t see, what You can see,
We don’t know what our future holds,
But Lord You know, You’re in control,
You’re already there.

Creator of, all things above,
Complexities of galaxies,
You have fashioned ev’ry atom,
And You are there, You are there.

When burdened souls, can take no more,
On desp’rate peaks, through valleys deep,
You know our cares, You hear our prayers,
And You are there, You are there.

God of Wonder,
You are Other,
Too Wonderful for me.

Behind the lines

Psalm 139

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Almighty Eternal

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Almighty Eternal, Your praises we sing,
For who is like You our God and King?
No one has seen all Your splendor and light,
But, O Holy One, what a majestic sight…

Almighty Eternal, You never change,
Great are You, LORD, and great to be praised;
You’re perfect in power, wisdom and love,
All glory to You in the heavens above.

Almighty Eternal, the LORD is His name,
All glorious, victorious, may we spread Your fame;
You’re the Alpha-Omega, beginning and end,
Unchanging, Creator, Redeemer and Friend.

Precious Redeemer, the glorious Son,
By Your sacrifice, victory won,
Our Bridegroom, and Savior, You came to die,
God sent God to redeem His bride.

Almighty Eternal, the LORD is His name,
All glorious, victorious, may we spread Your fame;
You’re the Alpha-Omega, beginning and end,
Unchanging, Creator…

Your great power,
You spoke and made all,
Heaven and earth,
Your glorious plan.

Your glory demands our praise.
Your glory demands our praise.
Your glory demands our praise.

Almighty Eternal, How glorious is He?
One God, Three Persons, in Trinity.
God the Father, the Spirit, Son,
Forever together, in harmony – One.

Almighty Eternal, the LORD is His name,
All glorious, victorious, may we spread Your fame;
You’re the Alpha-Omega, beginning and end,
Unchanging, Creator, Redeemer and Friend.

Your glory demands our praise.
Your glory demands our praise.
Your glory demands our praise.

Behind the Lines

Co-written with David Ennis, Shane Jackson, Drew Pearce, and Kevin Schultz.

Thus says the LORD, the King of Israel
and his Redeemer, the LORD of hosts:
“I am the first and I am the last;
besides me there is no god.

Who is like me? Let him proclaim it.
Let him declare and set it before me,
since I appointed an ancient people.
Let them declare what is to come, and what will happen.

Fear not, nor be afraid;
have I not told you from of old and declared it?
And you are my witnesses!
Is there a God besides me?
There is no Rock; I know not any.”
(Isaiah 44:6-8 ESV)

All Creation Sings

The fields wave, the waters roar,
Making joyful noises to our Lord,
The mountains rising from the sea,
And they’re pointing to His majesty.

And You have done such marvelous things.

Hallelujah, for Your glory,
All creation sings to You.
Hallelujah, for Your glory,
All creation sings to You, sings to You.

The image of a holy God,
With His fingerprints on each of us,
Created by Him, so wondrously,
And we’re pointing to His majesty.

The power of God in a glorious display
The beauty of heavens yet unseen
There’s no excuse to bring.

Our hearts of stone were dead and cold,
Until quickened by our sovereign Lord.
New life raising from sin set free,
And we’re pointing to His majesty.

Behind the lines

Co-written with David Ennis and Drew Pearce. You may listen to a sketch of the song here (Drew’s vocals).

For what can be known about God is plain to them, because God has shown it to them. For his invisible attributes, namely, his eternal power and divine nature, have been clearly perceived, ever since the creation of the world, in the things that have been made. So they are without excuse. (Romans 1:19-20 ESV)

Spring

How many poets will be stirred by the works of their Creator? Below is John Newton’s (1725 – 1807) hymn for Spring.

Pleasing spring again is here!
Trees and fields in bloom appear;
Hark! the birds, with artless lays,
Warble their Creator’s praise!
Where, in winter, all was snow,
Now the flow’rs in clusters grow;
And the corn, in green array,
Promises a harvest–day.

What a change has taken place!
Emblem of the spring of grace;
How the soul, in winter,  mourns
Till the LORD, the Sun, returns;
Till the Spirit’s gentle rain,
Bids the heart revive again;
Then the stone is turned to flesh,
And each grace springs forth afresh.

LORD, afford a spring to me!
Let me feel like what I see;
Ah! my winter has been long,
Chilled my hopes, and stopped my song!
Winter threatened to destroy
Faith, and love, and every joy;
If thy life was in the root,
Still I could not yield thee fruit.

Speak, and by thy gracious voice
Make my drooping soul rejoice;
O beloved Savior, haste,
Tell me all the storms are past:
Pleasing spring again is here!
On thy garden deign to smile,
Raise the plants, enrich the soil;
Soon thy presence will restore
Life, to what seemed dead before.

LORD, I long to be at home,
Where these changes never come!
Where the saints no winter fear,
Where ’tis spring throughout the year:
How unlike this state below!
There the flow’rs unwith’ring blow,
There no chilling blasts annoy,
All is love, and bloom, and joy.

Above Our Reason

When we grapple with the wonders of God our mind is quickly blown by His “Divine Glories.” Isaac Watts (1674-1748), the hymn-writer and thinker, penned the hymn below about the Wondrous, Mysterious King. 

In addition to hymns, Watts wrote a text-book on logic with a lengthy title appropriately named Logic, or The Right Use of Reason in the Enquiry After Truth With a Variety of Rules to Guard Against Error in the Affairs of Religion and Human Life, as well as in the Sciences.

Watts’ Wikipedia page states, “This was first published in 1724, and its popularity ensured that it went through twenty editions.”  And later it states, “Isaac Watts’ Logic became the standard text on logic at Oxford, Cambridge, Harvard and Yale; being used at Oxford University for well over 100 years.”

With this background on Watts, and his logician abilities, come feast on his hymn titled:

The Divine Glories Above Our Reason

How wondrous great, how glorious bright,
Must our Creator be,
Who dwells amidst the dazzling light
Of vast infinity!

Our soaring spirits upwards rise
Toward the celestial throne;
Fain would we see the blessed Three,
And the Almighty One.

Our reason stretches all its wings,
And climbs above the skies;
But still how far beneath thy feet
Our grov’lling reason lies!

Lord, here we bend our humble souls,
And awfully adore;
For the weak pinions of our mind
Can stretch a thought no more.

Thy glories infinitely rise
Above our lab’ring tongue;
In vain the highest seraph tries
To form an equal song.

In humble notes our faith adores
The great mysterious King,
While angels strain their nobler powers,
And sweep the immortal string.

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