Raising Our Songs

Wednesday Worship

Welcome to Wednesday Worship. Today, Anna is sharing a poem and a playlist of worship songs. May deep call out to deep within you today. May you know the touch of our Savior’s comfort and love as you grieve the losses you bear here on earth, waiting for the fulfilment of the Lord’s beautiful Promises in your and your loved ones’ lives.

Raising Our Songs

Thank You, Father, for raising our songs this very day in the midst of our loss, our grief and our pain. Thank You for lifting our face to Yours. For not ever turning us away, but instead drawing us closer still. Father God open Your Word to us afresh today that we may be strengthened in Your love, Your grace and Your Truth. And Father, You know how our hearts ache for our loved ones. Let them see a glimpse of Your glory today. Break into the darkness that covers them in numbness, fear and/or shame and breathe Your Life and Hope into their yearning hearts. And help us to see with Your eyes each day that we might live in the Hope of Glory. The Hope of all things New, of all broken restored unto You alone.

Today, we gather here, from across the globe, as Your people united in hearts and minds to honor and praise You for who You are – the One and only True God! Yes, we “give praise . . . Praise the name of the LORD! Blessed be the name of the LORD now and forever. Everywhere – from east to west – praise the name of the LORD. For the LORD is high above the nations; his glory is higher than the heavens. Who can be compared with the LORD our God, who is enthroned on high?” (Psalm 113: 1 – 5 NLT). You are the God who gives us breath, in whom we live and move and have our being. The God who humbles the proud and lifts the poor from the dust, setting them among princes (Psalm 113). Praise be unto YOU alone. In Jesus’ Mighty Name, Amen. 

2 Corinthians 3: 3 (ESV)

And you show that you are a letter from Christ delivered by us, written not with ink but with the Spirit of the living God, not on tablets of stone but on tablets of human hearts.

Psalm 42: 7 (ESV)

Deep calls to deep at the roar of your waterfalls; all your breakers and your waves have gone over me.

Psalm 28: 7 (ESV)

The LORD is my strength and my shield; in him my heart trusts, and I am helped; my heart exults, and with my song I give thanks to him.

BREATHE ALIVE

Grief waits upon no one
It swells and breaks
Our placid perfect life alive
All buried doubts
To spit and foam.

The questions we
Have layed aside
Come spitting, foaming
Back to Life
Why, my Lord, Oh why?

His ways above our own,
His Word we know
And so our doubts too dark
Have hid away in drawers
And fastened shut.

But as the waves here
Swell and break
The fastened drawers
Break forth now loosed
And questions buried, breathe alive.

Our self-sufficient strength
Now breaks
Our bodies, minds and souls
To spit and foam
From strength, undone.

But as He calls us
Songs to raise
His Face to seek
Spit and foam unhid
A deep begins to rise.

His deep has called
Our depths alive
Not there our own, but His.
Our Living God writes death to life
On tablets of these human hearts.

Each wave that breaks
Leads death to life
Our questions hid to spit and foam
Released to die in Sovereign God arise.
All hearts we’ve shut
He opens wide, His breath to raise alive.

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  1. Dear Anna,
    Oh what a beautiful collection of worship you have gathered for us here today! I am especially moved by this stanza:

    “His deep has called
    Our depths alive
    Not there our own, but His.
    Our Living God writes death to life
    On tablets of these human hearts.”

    Even when I wish that He would just stay in the easy, shallow places of my heart, I am so thankful that He looks deeper than my “wishes” and sees the true longings of my heart! I do want Him to stir those deeps, and write HIS own life there! Thank you for these thoughts! May we lift our hearts to Him, bringing our longings for our loved ones along with our praises! Love and Hugs to you from afar!

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  2. Oh Bettie, yes! I too often wish He’d stay in the shallow, but then to look back and see what He’s been growing is so so beautiful to behold, isn’t it. I want the deep stirrings too – the writing to Life. May He continue to lead us there in His strength. Sending you so much love from afar!

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