The Latter Rain

I live In rural Iowa where corn and soybeans rule
Our rainy spell is over and now it has turned cool
The harvest lingers way behind and must get done real soon
Because we are the breadbasket for many in this world

But my eyes look for something else when I think of the rain
The former rain is good for life on earth as it sustains
But I look for the latter times of Holy Spirit rain
To come and fill our souls and bring us back to God again

It seems our country’s lost it’s soul to morals that do lack
And people all around us seem to fall much further back
They know longer recognize when Satan is in full attack
They just go with the flow and fall into his world of slack

It’s time the church rise up and call upon the latter rain
To overcome the enemy and raise up Christ again
He said if he were lifted up he’d draw to Him all men
Come on church pray with all your might that Jesus Christ will reign

In response to the daily prompt https://onedailyprompt.wordpress.com/2018/10/12/your-daily-word-prompt-rainy-October-12-2018/

I’m Holding On

I’m holding on
To the promise of redemption by His grace
On the cross He bore my sins and took my place
And one day soon I’ll see His blessed face
I’m holding on

I’m holding on
To the promise of the comforter He gave
When He sent the Holy Spirit in His place
To teach me truth and guide me in His ways
I’m holding on

I’m holding on
To the promises His Word provides for me
Every day they guide me to my destiny
He is making me what He wants me to be
I’m holding on

I’m holding on
To the promise that He’s coming back one day
And all those who are saved will fly away
Then by His side is where we’ll always stay
I’m holding on

Let it Rain

I am tired
I am worn
I am weak
I am torn
Holy Spirit
Come and fill my cup today

I am empty
I am dry
I am running
Out of time
Holy Spirit
Come and quench this thirst of mine

Let it rain
Let It rain
Let the Holy Ghost rain down on me
Let it rain
Let it rain
Let the Holy Ghost rain down on me

I an hear a distant thunder
Drawing closer
Sounding louder
I can smell the rain approaching
Rain on me
Rain on me

Let it rain
Let It rain
Let the Holy Ghost rain down on me
Let it rain
Let it rain
Let the Holy Ghost rain down on me

One More of Me

Some days I get so busy
With all the words He gives
The Holy Spirit speaks to me
To let me know I’m His

When I seem to lag behind
In my chores around the house
i wish I had a doppleganger
Just to help me out

He could do the needed things
To make my living sweet
While I take time to listen close
And hear the Master speak

It’s then I’ll hear Him whisper
These little rhymes of mine
Then I will write them down for you
And keep them for all time

In response to the daily prompt Doppelgänger

Surging Water Thrills

I love the sound of a brook babbling through the trees
It wanders over rocks just like a gentle breeze
A stream flows ever faster more water joining force
As brooks all funnel to it altering it’s course

The streams become a river which is often deep and wide
Then at times a shallow bed shows rocks that used to hide
Now if that shallow river flows much faster down a hill
The rapid movement of that flow makes surging water thrills

This steady flowing river reminds me of my life
The Holy Spirit runs through me like a river wide
When trials come like rocks ahead and thrills are plain to see
His fruit and gifts will rise up strong to always comfort me

 

In response to the daily prompt Rapid

Fill This Place

This is a new song the Lord gave me this morning. I have already done a video so here are the words and the video.  Hope you enjoy it!

Let the anointing fill this place
Let the anointing fill this place
With our hands lifted to the heavens
Our hearts long for your sweet presence
Fill this place with your grace
Anointing fill this place

We worship you. We worship you
Sweet Lamb of God we worship you
We worship you. We worship you
With all our heart we worship you

Holy Spirit fill this place
Holy Spirit fill this place
We look to you in expectation
We lift up a great ovation
Fill this place with your grace
Holy Spirit fill this place

We worship you. We worship you
Sweet Lamb of God we worship you
We worship you. We worship you
With all our heart we worship you

Holy Spirit Fire

I put my jammies on
And jumped into my bed
My warm and comfy covers
We’re pulled o’er my head
The cold north wind was howling
As temperatures dipped low
The whisky clouds that blew on by
Seemed ready to drop snow

Winter I’m not ready for
The cold and ice can go
I’ll be housebound for months
Low immunity in tow
But I have a secret weapon
That can warm me right away
I cry out to my Savior
And start to lift my praise

I lift my praise
I lift it high
My song I sing to you
My Lord and Savior Jesus
I lift my voice to you
Send your Holy Spirit fire
To warm me in my soul
My worship will exalt your name
My God my King my Lord

I throw the covers off
I jump up from my bed
I dance across the room
My hands above my head
Rejoicing in the spirit
Filled with Holy fire
I open up my mouth to praise
I lift to Him my eyes

Lord of Lords
King of Kings
Hear my worship offering
Savior Healer
Blessed Redeemed
To you my praise now I sing

I lift my praise
I lift it high
My song I sing to you
My Lord and Savior Jesus
I lift my voice to you
Send your Holy Spirit fire
To warm me in my soul
My worship will exalt your name
My God my King my Lord

His Presence

Brand new psalm of praise this morning.  the YouTube video link is at the bottom.  Let me know what you think!

I can sense Him
Sense His presence
As I lift my
Hands in Praise

He is close now
Holy Spirit
Come and fill my
Heart today

Holy Holy God Almighty
Unto you our voices raised
Holy Holy Lamb of Heaven
Worthy of my highest praise

He is here now
In our presence
Heaven on earth
In this place

Holy Holy God Almighty
Unto you our voices raised
Holy Holy Lamb of Heaven
Worthy of my highest praise

What a wonder you are
What a marvelous God
What a presence is here
When your Spirit is near (REPEAT)

Holy Holy God Almighty
Unto you our voices raised
Holy Holy Lamb of heaven
Worthy of my highest praise

 

His Presence