A Resplendent Moment in Early Morn Traffic…
I love the way King David expressed it in Psalm 45:1 [living bible]: My heart is overflowing with a beautiful thought! I will write a lovely poem to the King, for I am as full of words as the speediest writer pouring out his story.
For that’s the inexpressible longing that came over me today, worshiping to a new CD on the way to work…when the Holy Spirit so transformed the passenger seats of my car to His temple and encompassed me in overflowing awareness of His closeness. Moistening my eyes with His tenderness that simply melts the soul in this language of His people. Poignantly brushing His breezes soft as fingers on harp strings over me through this awesome, awesome thought so worshipfully written and sung by a poet after David’s own heart …
“To the King I sing with pride
And the humble hear
And the sad, are glad in Him
His angels fly ‘round those near
If you ever listen close you might hear
You just might hear……
“Gad-lu l’Adonai ee-ti
oon’ ram’ma sh’mo yach-dau”
(I will bless Him all my days
His praise shall continually be in my mouth)…”
~ Marty Goetz, This Poor Man Cries
Tell me… even without the music I wish I could link up —
Does this wondering thought of angels bending near, whispering His glory in your ear and mine… if we will only hear… stir your tongue to the pen of a skillful writer too?
My heart is stirred by a noble theme
as I recite my verses for the king;
my tongue is the pen of a skillful writer.
New International Version
© Pam Depoyan