My dad loves telling this story about me (well a couple, but I'm willing to share THIS one). When I was 1 year old, my dad took my brothers, sister, and me to the Navy Hospital for shots before we left for the Philippines. He had my sibs sitting in the chairs next to him, but me in his arms. The nurse gave my sibs their shots, and of course they cried. He said that I watched him when they gave him his shot, and then they gave me mine. My face clouded over with tears, but I didn't cry because Daddy didn't. I was safe in his arms.
When I heard this song from Phil Wickham, he described how strong and powerful God's hands and arms are, and they're holding you and me. Like how a child would look at Dad thinking he can pick up a car barehanded, but is holding me safely, protecting me from the pain of a big needle. How much more is it that God is our Dad too, wanting us to run to His arms, to soothe our pain and brushing our tears away with his touch and the sound of His voice.
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Safe (in His Arms)
By Phil Wickham
To the one whose dreams are falling all apart.
And all you're left with is a tired and broken heart.
I can tell by your eyes you think you're on your own
But you're not alone.
Have you heard of the who can calm the raging sea.
Give sight to the blind, pull the lame up to their feet.
With a Love so strong, will never let you go
No, you're not alone
Chorus:
You will be safe in His arms
You will be safe in His arms
'Cause the hands that hold the world,
are holding your heart.
This is the promise he made
He will be with you always
When everything is falling apart
You will be safe in his arms.
Did you know that the voice that brings the dead to life
Is the very same voice that calls you now to rise
So hear him now He's calling you home
You will never be alone.
(Chorus)
These are the hands that built the mountains
The hands that calmed the sea
These are the arms that hold the heavens
They are holding you and me.
These are the hands the heal the leper
Pull the lame up to their feet
These are the arms that were nailed to the cross
To break our chains and set us free.
(Chorus)
Safe in His arms
Safe in His arms
"He has made everything beautiful in its time. He has also set eternity in the hearts of men; yet they cannot fathom what God has done from beginning to end....I know that everything God does will endure forever; nothing can be added to it and nothing taken from it. God does it so that men will revere him." Ecclesiastes 3:11,14
Showing posts with label Music. Show all posts
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Wednesday, February 17, 2010
Monday, January 25, 2010
Amos' Story Music Video
There's a couple at our church that adopted a boy from Haiti over 2 years ago, but were not able to bring him home to Texas because of Red Tape in Haiti. Aaron and Jaime can explain it a whole lot better than I can. Aaron wrote this song, Amos' Story, before the earthquake. Watch it and enjoy. I suggest a box of tissue next to you if you have tendencies of crying.
Thank you, Jesus, for Happy Beginnings.
Thank you, Jesus, for Happy Beginnings.
Wednesday, September 03, 2008
God of This City
I love this song. What makes this song even more amazing is the story that brought this song about. It was not written by a little blond guy from Texas, but by a group called Bluetree from Belfast. They were invited to do an outreach in Thailand, and found themselves in the darkest city they've ever been to, to sing worship songs, and hope to touch hearts. Below is the link of the story that Bluetree shared. Read it, and then come back to read the lyrics. I hope it breaks your heart not only for the city or the bar they sang this in, but also the city you're in right now.
When I heard the story from my pastor, we sang the song at the end of the service. My heart broke imagining what Bluetree saw while singing this song in that city and in the bar as they sang this song in.
http://octagus.typepad.com/steph/2008/01/god-of-this-cit.html
God of This City
You're the God of this city
You're the King of these people
You're the Lord of this nation
You Are
You're the Light in the darkness
You're the Hope to the hopeless
You're the Peace to the restless
You are
Bridge:
For there is no one like our God
There is no one like our God
Chorus 1:
Greater things have yet to come
Great things are still to be done
In this city
Greater things are still to come
And greater things are still to be done here
Verse 2:
You're the Lord of Creation
The Creator of all things
You're the King above all Kings
You Are
You're the strength in our weakness
You're the love to the broken
You're the joy in the sadness
You Are
Chorus 2:
Greater things have yet to come
Great things are still to be done
In this city
Where glory shines from hearts alive
With praise for you and love for you
In this city
Greater things have yet to come
Great things are still to be done
In this city
Greater things are still to come
And greater things are still to be done here
When I heard the story from my pastor, we sang the song at the end of the service. My heart broke imagining what Bluetree saw while singing this song in that city and in the bar as they sang this song in.
http://octagus.typepad.com/steph/2008/01/god-of-this-cit.html
God of This City
You're the God of this city
You're the King of these people
You're the Lord of this nation
You Are
You're the Light in the darkness
You're the Hope to the hopeless
You're the Peace to the restless
You are
Bridge:
For there is no one like our God
There is no one like our God
Chorus 1:
Greater things have yet to come
Great things are still to be done
In this city
Greater things are still to come
And greater things are still to be done here
Verse 2:
You're the Lord of Creation
The Creator of all things
You're the King above all Kings
You Are
You're the strength in our weakness
You're the love to the broken
You're the joy in the sadness
You Are
Chorus 2:
Greater things have yet to come
Great things are still to be done
In this city
Where glory shines from hearts alive
With praise for you and love for you
In this city
Greater things have yet to come
Great things are still to be done
In this city
Greater things are still to come
And greater things are still to be done here
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