A couple nights ago I was listening to some beautiful instrumental music as I pondered upon the Lord – I felt the Lord’s Spirit come over me and wrote the following:
Cleanse my heart – lift me up to the Mighty Throne.
Your love is like a waterfall that shoots up with unspeakable power, your light, your glory!
How can you be so far and yet so close, my friend, my God, my Father.
Is there anything more I can ask that you would not provide?
Please Lord, extend my faith to a place I need to be, to stand upon the mountain of glory, the sea of salvation, the planes of eternity, the City of Eternal Covenant.
I am your son. You are my Father. We are together.
Your children need thee. We can find them and bring them home.
Shower your beautiful gifts upon us, our friends, your servants. That we may find each of your precious lambs and bring them home.
Your arms are wide, your bowels are filled with love.
Give me the patience to endure the wind, the storm, the fire, the tempest.
Bend my sail to the place I must be, to carry them home.
Eternal Father, Amen
When we are bathed in the light, our spirit is given to know what to pray for. In this case, the Lord helped me to express in English what my heart and spirit needed to ask. In such a state we are able to pray with the tongue of angels.
Note: Its not the flowery language that makes it holy, but what lies behind the words as given to us by the Spirit.