"You hold the reins on the sun and the moon
Like horses driven by kings
You cover the mountains, the valleys below
With the breadth of your mighty wings
Like horses driven by kings
You cover the mountains, the valleys below
With the breadth of your mighty wings
All treasures of wisdom and things to be known
Are hidden inside your hand
And in this fortunate turn of events
You ask me to be your friend
You ask me to be your friend
Are hidden inside your hand
And in this fortunate turn of events
You ask me to be your friend
You ask me to be your friend
And you,
You are my first
You are my last
You are my future and my past
You are my first
You are my last
You are my future and my past
The constellations are swimming inside
The breadth of your desire
Where could I run, where could I hide
from your heart’s jealous fire
The breadth of your desire
Where could I run, where could I hide
from your heart’s jealous fire
All treasures of wisdom and things to be known
Are hidden inside your hand
And in this fortunate turn of events
You ask me to be your friend
You ask me to be your friend
Are hidden inside your hand
And in this fortunate turn of events
You ask me to be your friend
You ask me to be your friend
And you,
You are my first
You are my last
You are my future and my past
You are my first
You are my last
You are my future and my past
You are the beginning and the end"
In a time of change - beautiful, beautiful change - my heart clings the truth of these lyrics. Rooted deeper than anything else in this world is the eternal confidence found in Jesus. He was and is and will always be. His infiniteness highlights the finiteness of my own life in a way that ignites a fire within me to pursue a life worth living. Psalm 90:12 says, "So teach us to number our days that we may get a heart of wisdom."...may I pray that prayer with a sincere ferocity so that I can continue to walk in understanding that life is fleeting and in that same moment recognize the gift that life is and seize it with intention.
To you, O Lord, I lift up my soul.
Praise
Praise
Praise
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