Thursday, August 03, 2006

And my soul wells up

I was wandering around the Lifeway store on campus today during my lunch break(one of the perks to being a seminary student), browsing the card section as my mom and dad's birthdays are quickly approaching. In the hustle of trying to pick out good cards (I'm slow), take care of my student account balance, drive home to feed the pups and manage to find something somewhat substantial to feed myself, I paused for a few moments while reading one card in particular. It was a birthday card in the midst of a new assortment I hadn't seen previously. Each of the cards was based on a song by singer/songwriter Chris Rice, and one in particular caught my attention. Everytime I hear this song, my soul wells up at the beauty and splendor of the Father, and I'm also personally reminded of dear friends of mine who are many miles away from me. I remember my friend singing this on a particular Sunday at my home church, and due to the recent valley she had walked through by her husband's side, the words to this song struck a particular chord in my heart. So I saw this card today at lunch, and stopped for a brief moment in the middle of Lifeway as I was compelled to quietly praise the Lord for His sovereign grace, His peace which passes all understanding, His goodness. My soul welled up in such a way that I could not fully express to you now how sweet that moment was. How often I lose sight of His daily, constant presence and abundant grace.

A purple sky to close the day
I wade the surf where dolphins play
The taste of salt, the dance of waves
And my soul wells up with hallelujahs
A lightning flash, my pounding heart

A breaching whale, a shooting star
Give testimony that you are
And my soul wells up with hallelujahs

Oh praise Him all His mighty works
There is no language where you can't be heard
Your song goes out to all the Earth
Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah!

O cratered moon and sparrow's wings
O thunder's boom and Saturn's rings
Unveil our Father as you sing
And my soul wells up with hallelujahs

Oh praise Him all His mighty works
There is no language where you can't be heard
Your song goes out to all the Earth
Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah!

The pulse of life within my wrist
A fallen snow, a rising mist
There is no higher praise than this
And my soul wells up
O my soul wells up
Yes my soul wells up with hallelujahs

Oh praise Him all His mighty works
There is no language where you can't be heard
Your song goes out to all the Earth
Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah!
O hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah!

2 comments:

Panda-Mom said...

Hey Geek, you know that is one of my all time favorite songs. I even have it listed in a legal document that I want it at my funeral. Not that I am ready for it to be played there just yet, but when the time comes well, I am sooooooo moved by the lyrics. Maybe we can actually talk on the phone tonight!

Funderstorm said...

You bless me. Call me arrogant, but I'm pretty sure who you're talking about. Thanks for the sweet reminder of his blessings. On Thursday, I celebrate 15 years with that man. I thank God often for the journey.