Here at Your Feet

A song I wrote recently.




Here before the throne,

I bow down.

Here before the king,

I lay my crowns.

I’m longing just to be

In the presence of your glory,

My endless Hallelujah ever raised!



And here at your feet,

All the angels dance around your throne,

And here at your feet,

I cry, “Holy, you are God alone!”

And here at your feet,

I lose myself and all I know

Is that where I want to be

For all eternity

Is bowed before the throne

Here at your feet.


(Repeat verse and chorus)



I cry, “Holy, holy, holy

Is the Lord God Almighty!”

As smoke fills this place

And the ground begins to shake

And all creation worships at your throne!


(Chorus twice)


Hope in the Promise

Let us hold fast the confession of our hope without wavering, for He who promised is faithful.

Hebrews 10:23

There is a couple I am friends with from my church who have been anxiously and excitedly awaiting the birth of their first child, a little girl. I have watched the past nine months as they have prepared for her birth: naming her, setting up the nursery, buying clothing, choosing God-parents, making decisions on parenting styles, etc. The last nine months have all been a preparation time for the end prize, a daughter (who should be born any day now!). One of the most beautiful parts of this entire time of preparation for me has been seeing how excited they are to meet their little girl. This morning while thinking about them, God began asking me, “Are you this excited to see me one day? Have you been using your time to prepare? What are you doing to be ready for my return?”

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