vapor

Oh the vapor of it all
It's a chasing of the wind
The powers of the earth so pale and thin
We will set our hearts on you again
Heaven taunts the hearts of men
We can feel it from within
The beauty of it all
The mystery
The swelling of a voice
A rising sea 

Holy You oh God are HolyTrees clap their hands for youOceans they dance for youYou are holy 
Oh the mystery of it all
I can never peer within
I'll never find the words or understand
The fullness of a God
Become a man 

Holy You oh God are HolyTrees clap their hands for youOceans they dance for youYou are holy Infinite and holyA billion suns rise for youClouds paint the skies for youMountains stand tall for youValleys bow down to youEverything rising to Sing all our songs for you 

Holy The impossible and holyKings become fools for youKingdoms to ruins for youVapor finds ground in youMusic finds sound for youEverything rising Everything rising 

Come like dawn
Like waves
Like sunlight
Bring this world to life
Come like rain
Like breath
Like springtime
Bring this world to life

Vapor, by The Liturgists.

Still in awe of the holiness of God that I wrote about last week. This week has been one of constant growth and so much prayer. I hope it's only the beginning. And as I dive deep into prayer, I am still in awe that this holy, holy, holy God wants to hear. He wants to answer. And He is working. For us.

Trees clap their hands for you. Oceans they dance for you. I give my life to you.