Well I think it’s time to get ready To realize just what I have found I have lived only half of what I am It’s all clear to me now
My heart is on fire My soul’s like a wheel that’s turnin’
As a meditation (as in Psalms): Imagine being moved to such an extent that you created this song – as a reflection and an offering. Imagine singing it (in spirit) – before God’s presence (where only a few words changed). If so, how far could one be lifted? If so, how far could one be gifted? Sending songs – and receiving songs: Imagine. It was not only then; it can also be now.
I sink in deep mire, where there is no standing: I am come into deep waters, where the floods overflow me. Let not the waterflood overflow me, neither let the deep swallow me up, and let not the pit shut up her mouth upon me.
Thou which has shown me great and sore troubles, shall quicken me again, and shall bring me up again from the depths of the earth. In the day of my trouble I sought the Lord: my sore ran in the night, and ceased not: my soul refused to be comforted.
I will declare the decree: the Lord has said unto me, You are my Son; this day have I begotten thee. Now know I that the Lord saves his anointed; he will hear him from his holy heaven with the saving strength of his right hand.
I will say of the Lord, He is my refuge and my fortress: my God; in him will I trust. Thy word is a lamp unto my feet, and a light unto my path.
Lord God, within your very will, your very desire, your very Spirit, lift me, that I may go forward, that I may fulfill what you wish to be fulfilled – in certitude, in fortitude, in truth.
But they that wait upon the Lord shall renew their strength; they shall mount up with wings as eagles; they shall run, and not be weary; and they shall walk, and not faint.
I will praise thee forever, because thou hast done it: And I will wait on thy name; for it is good before thy saints.
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