God, my pride, my expectations, my doubt are all clouding You from me, and me from You. I bring them to your throne, to your feet and lay them aside for your glory.
In exchange for your glory. Your servants heart, your desires, your ways, your will - not mine. My heart's desire is for you, to know you've passed by, to have seen your face.
I want you. I long for you. Show me your glory.
Break me in your presence, hide me in your rock, oh God. Do not let your promises be delayed a single day. Your word is true, a rock-solid guarantee and you do not change.
Speak to me. Let me heart your voice again. Show me your glory.
Though I am selfish and waver in unbelief, show yourself to me.
I am fully persuaded, just as Abraham was, that you do indeed answer when you say you will. Never late, never early, but always on time.
God, I won't relent until you have shown your glory in this place, here and now. I call heaven down. Your kingdom come as it is in heaven. Your will be done. Not mine, not my way.
Do not take this cup from me. Do not rob me of your presence.
Show me your glory. Show me your face.
I want to die to myself and be alive in you. Fully alive. Fully prsent. Fully in this moment.
Let me see your pillar of cloud. Shallow me in its'd depths and fog my worlf from view.
Show me your glory.
"Do not fear, Zion, let not your hands be weak. The Lord your God is in your midst. The mighty one will save. He will rejoice over you with gladness. He will quiet you with His love. He will rejoice over you with singing."
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