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I love to sing worship. I love the music and the words. But most of all, I love getting to that place where it’s just Jesus and me as I sing my praise to Him.
Sometimes I envision Jesus on the throne and I’m a tiny speck in the throng of worshipers surrounding Him, and yet He makes eye contact with me…and smiles. I see myself and millions of others dancing before Him, celebrating that we’re in His presence.
Other times I’m bowing at His feet with a heart of confession, singing the words of repentance from a contrite heart.
And still other times I can’t sing at all. I’m simply in awe, speechless in the confidence of His presence in my life. Of His grace, mercy, and love…in spite of my sin.
As the song says, “I could sing of Your love forever.”
Quite different from the services I grew up with. Four hymns, three verses each–the first, second, and fourth, of course. We stood for
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