You are enthroned on high
You, the Ancient of Days are seated above all
Your garments are white as snow
Your hair is like pure wool
Your throne is a fiery flame, it’s wheels a burning fire
Fiery steam is always before You
A thousand thousands minister to You day and night
You are seated in Your Court and the books are opened before You
Yet, You are Abba to me…
Before the mountains were brought forth
Or ever You had formed the earth and the world
Even from everlasting to everlasting, You are God
You are the First and the Last
Beside You there is no God
There is no Rock but You, no not one
You are clothed in majesty and You reign over all
You are girded with strength
Your throne is established from everlasting
You are mightier than the noise of many waters
Holiness adorns Your house
Yet, You are Abba to me…
In all my distresses, I call upon You and my cries come before You
You hear me from Your holy temple
My cries reach your very ears
Then the earth shakes and trembles
The foundations of the hills quake and shake
Smoke goes up from Your nostrils
A devouring fire from Your mouth
You bow the heavens and come down with darkness under Your feet
You ride upon a cherub and You fly upon the wings of the wind
Darkness is Your secret place
Your canopy around You is dark waters and thick clouds
Brightness is before You
Your thick clouds passed with hailstones and coals of fire
You thunder from heaven and utter Your voice as the Most High
Yet, You are Abba to me…
Your lovingkindness is better than life
Your faithfulness goes forth to all generations
You are the Rock of my salvation
You are my shield and the horn of my salvation
You are my strength, in whom I trust
You have brought me into a broad place
You delight in me
You are my reward!
You enlighten my darkness
By You I can run through a troop and leap over a wall!
I come joyfully into Your very presence
I am holy even as You are holy
Through the precious Blood of Jesus, I come!
And You are Abba to me…
You light my lamp and my heart is open to You
I dwell in Your Secret Place and I am covered by Your feathers
All Your promises are mine!
In the Secret Place, I see You face to face
I am in You and You in me
And You are Abba to me…
The greatness of Your power has no equal
The beauty and splendor of Your countenance is too glorious to look upon
Your glory can slay the mightiest of men and angels
Yet, You are Abba to me…
Reblogged this on Stones of Fire Ministries and commented:
I found this poem on my blog. Be blessed!
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Only,only Holly!!!
Love written Godly scented words,that open warmnes in the depth!!
THANKS! A.
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