haunted house

[paladin0260]

Oh Ancient of days,
how I long to give You praise.
And oh how I love
to feel Your grace.
With all my strength
I will sing,
all glory and honor
to the nail-scarred King.

Chorus:
And I know that this world
is not my home.
Not much longer, in this valley
will I roam.
The blood of the risen King
stains these walls
and this house is huanted
by the Spirit of God.

And all I want
is just to know You.
And all I need
is in Your hands.
And all I ask
is to be with You
when we cross, on over
to the promised land.

Chorus x2
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[writer4him]

did you write that? I love the feeling of longing for this it's woven throughout and just really good.

 

[paladin0260]

yes, I did write this, thank you, and it was birthed out of a deep longing just to be closer to Him. You should hear the music, it has a great bluesy sound to it.