Found (week of October 14th)

Our modem went kaput in the middle of this week but I do have a few gems that I was happy to find…as always, I am so excited to share with you!

First of all, I discovered Amena Brown…she is a spoken word poet whose words are worship. Here’s one of her pieces….and if you enjoy it, I recommend looking for her on YouTube and checking out her website.

This song by one of my favorite groups, Gungor, isn’t new but this version makes me smile…because they’re performing it live in the middle of a forest. It’s the perfect Saturday afternoon song-session. The vocals are a bit on the quiet side because they aren’t using microphones, so I thought I’d share the words with you…

“The Earth is Yours” (Gungor)

Your voice, it thunders.
The oaks are twisting,
the forest sounds with cedars breaking.
The waters see You
and start their writhing,
from the depths a song is rising.

Now, it’s rising from the ground…

Holy, holy, holy, holy Lord,
the earth is Yours
and singing
holy, holy, holy, holy Lord-
the earth is Yours,
the earth is Yours.

Your voice, it thunders.
The earth is shaking,
the mighty mountains now are trembling.
Creation sees You and starts composing,
the fields and trees, they start rejoicing.

And now it’s rising from the ground,
now it’s rising from the ground.
Hear us crying out,
hear us crying out.

Holy, holy, holy, holy Lord,
the earth is Yours
and singing
holy, holy, holy, holy Lord–
The earth is Yours,
the earth is…
Holy, holy, holy, holy Lord–
the earth is Yours,
the earth is Yours,
the earth is Yours.

And I’ll leave you with a wonderful Psalm (#65) that I read earlier in the week…

Silence is praise to you,
    Zion-dwelling God,
And also obedience.
    You hear the prayer in it all.

We all arrive at your doorstep sooner
    or later, loaded with guilt,
Our sins too much for us—
    but you get rid of them once and for all.
Blessed are the chosen! Blessed the guest
    at home in your place!
We expect our fill of good things
    in your house, your heavenly manse.
All your salvation wonders
    are on display in your trophy room.
Earth-Tamer, Ocean-Pourer,
    Mountain-Maker, Hill-Dresser,
Muzzler of sea storm and wave crash,
    of mobs in noisy riot—
Far and wide they’ll come to a stop,
    they’ll stare in awe, in wonder.
Dawn and dusk take turns
    calling, “Come and worship.”

Oh, visit the earth,
    ask her to join the dance!
Deck her out in spring showers,
    fill the God-River with living water.
Paint the wheat fields golden.
    Creation was made for this!
Drench the plowed fields,
    soak the dirt clods
With rainfall as harrow and rake
    bring her to blossom and fruit.
Snow-crown the peaks with splendor,
    scatter rose petals down your paths,
All through the wild meadows, rose petals.
    Set the hills to dancing,
Dress the canyon walls with live sheep,
    a drape of flax across the valleys.
Let them shout, and shout, and shout!
    Oh, oh, let them sing!

May the rest of your weekend be full of peace, beauty, and worship. 

 

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