He gives a song—
even when I can’t sing.
singing over me—
Then when my spirit and soul
I pick up His song—
And sing it back to Him,
held by strong chords
of God’s love.
Where is God my maker who gives songs in the night?
Thanks! Makes me want to sing His praises right now!
This is beautiful, Glenda. I’ve often said something similar… I would rather be in the wilderness with Him than in the promised land without Him. So very grateful for His song in the night. Blessings to you!
The power of His love over us causes us to lift our voices in praise to the one who is always there for us….thank you Glenda..
So glad for sisters like you who hear His songs in the night, in the valley of the wilderness or on top of the mountains He brings us to.
Blessings back to you, Cindy!
So grateful He is always there Sandy, teaching us His song as we learn the purpose for our lives…we were made to worship. Blessings to you dear friend!