When The Saints Go Marching In
written at Thursday, May 28, 2009
Lord I have a heavy burden of all I've seen and know
It's more than I can handle
But your word is burning like a fire shut up in my bones
and I cannot let it go
And when I'm weary and overwrought
with so many battles left unfought
I think of Paul and Silas in the prison yard
I hear their song of freedom rising to the stars
And when the Saints go marching in
I want to be one of them
Just an excerpt from a song written by Sara Groves called "When The Saints". This song, sung with such faith, such resolve, such conviction. Hearing this woman who is reminded of the characters in the Bible, Paul and Silas who were rejoicing even in the darkness of the prison cell. "I want to be one of them," she sings. This song spoke out to me and I felt it had asked me the same question, "Do you want to be one of them?"
"But when I think of all who've gone before and lived the faithful life their courage compels me"
What am I doing in my life? Or another question that I asked myself, what am I going to do in my life? I thank God for Sara who wrote this song, because it exposes an area that I have been ignoring for a long time. Being with those whom God loves so much, the man of sorrows and his long troubled road, the young missionary and the angry spear, sisters standing by the dying man's side, a young girl huddled on the brothel floor.
Can I be like a Paul and Silas?
Oh it is so hard to leave the comforts of my own home, to deny myself so that others may know the God who sent His son to die for their sins. Those reading this blog, keep me in prayer.
When the saints go marching, I want to be one of them.
When The Saints Go Marching In
written at Thursday, May 28, 2009
Lord I have a heavy burden of all I've seen and know
It's more than I can handle
But your word is burning like a fire shut up in my bones
and I cannot let it go
And when I'm weary and overwrought
with so many battles left unfought
I think of Paul and Silas in the prison yard
I hear their song of freedom rising to the stars
And when the Saints go marching in
I want to be one of them
Just an excerpt from a song written by Sara Groves called "When The Saints". This song, sung with such faith, such resolve, such conviction. Hearing this woman who is reminded of the characters in the Bible, Paul and Silas who were rejoicing even in the darkness of the prison cell. "I want to be one of them," she sings. This song spoke out to me and I felt it had asked me the same question, "Do you want to be one of them?"
"But when I think of all who've gone before and lived the faithful life their courage compels me"
What am I doing in my life? Or another question that I asked myself, what am I going to do in my life? I thank God for Sara who wrote this song, because it exposes an area that I have been ignoring for a long time. Being with those whom God loves so much, the man of sorrows and his long troubled road, the young missionary and the angry spear, sisters standing by the dying man's side, a young girl huddled on the brothel floor.
Can I be like a Paul and Silas?
Oh it is so hard to leave the comforts of my own home, to deny myself so that others may know the God who sent His son to die for their sins. Those reading this blog, keep me in prayer.
When the saints go marching, I want to be one of them.
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What matters supremely, therefore, is not
in the last analysis, the fact that I know God,
but the larger fact which underlies it --
the fact that He knows me.
J. I. Packer
