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| My sorrow's disappeared
replaced by endless love
You reached into my heart and tossed aside my shame
And you loosed the chains before my eyes
With a melody you free me In the temple of my life I hear your voice resound
And it’s echoing a song of joy
You are becoming all that I desire | | |
| My life has been instilled by a hope that never moves
And yet it moves me still, so I'm crying out to you
Use me so I can take tour fame and glory
For all to see, no matter where your hand may lead me
I will go to make You known
I will go [I don't really care anymore God... I just want to go.] For a dying world in need
For the hungry and the weak
For the sinner scared to speak
I will go | | |
| While Jesus was in Bethany in the home of a man known as Simon the leper, a woman came to him with an alabster jar of very expensive perfume, which she poured on his head as he was reclining at the table. When the disciples saw this, they were indignant. "Why this waste? This perfume could have been sold at a high price and the money given to the poor!" Jesus said to them, "Why are you bothering this woman? She has done a beautiful thing to me. You will always have the poor with you, but you will not always have me. When she poured this perfume on my body, she did it to prepare me for burial. I tell you the truth, wherever this gospel is preached throughout the world, what she has done will also be told in memory of her. matthew 26:6-12 | | |
| I had a dream last night that there was a book of the Bible called "Denver." ... and I really wanted to read it. | | |
| I hate posting the lyrics to an entire song because at least I never read a whole song when people post all the lyrics... I listened to these lyrics and was filled right back up with the spirit of God. God's revolution on earth will be incredible... it will be irresitible... and he wants each of us to be part of it!! "Paint the Town Red" by delirious... almost in it's entirety I feel there's something 'bout to break now
I feel there's a city here to take now
And it's not so tough for these ordinary hands
When we trust someone with extraordinary plans
You give us hope where hope is gone
You fill the streets with a holy song
We’re gonna paint this big old town red
Oh, here we come, here we come
Oh, here we come, here we come
You know I feel this sky's about to break now
You know I feel our city's gonna shake now
And we hear you call every woman and man
"Ring the mission bell" and storm the gates of hell
Miracles run from street to street
Rise up church for a holy meet
We’re gonna paint this big old town red
We’re gonna paint this big old town red
With the blood of Jesus! | | |
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