Your Presence

I feel Your presence,
Not just through a song,
Not just through a preacher.

Not just through upbeat,
Or slow music.
Not just through a bold,
Or funny preacher.

It’s becoming difficult now,
As if I dwindle and carve my life for You,
I feel Your presence,
Through the joy of others,
Through the sorrows of others.

I feel Your presence,
When I am awake,
I feel it as I sit in silence,
I feel it as I sit in a crowd.

You are beginning to consume,
All my thoughts,
I lay myself down because,
You are all I need,
Because,
You are all that anyone truly needs.

Sure we have wants of the body,
Of our flesh,
We have needs of our physical body,
But the need for God,
The need to be His child,
To be transformed from old to new,
From flesh to Spirit,
This is the need more important than all others!

I feel an urge to continually serve you,
To not stay,
To not wait as time passes by,
As souls are being taken from this earth,
Many of whom don’t know You,
Have rejected You,
Have denied Your existence.

If they only felt the what I have felt,
Your presence is so clear,
So loud,
So expressed through all creation.

If we would only seek You more,
If we would leave our sins,
Our flesh,
Our desires,
Our wants,
Truly turn to You for everything,
To serve You with all we are,
To make our life’s truly a living sacrifice.

If we would just be obsessed with You,
Overwhelmed by You,
Who You are,
What You have done,
Are doing,
And will do,
What a change would happen.

If we all would feel Your presence,
Every second of our life,
Through school,
Through work,
Through play,
Through worship,
Through fellowship.

If our life was consumed by Your Name,
So vast that all would know it was Your work,
For Your names,
Or,
That we would be a generation unlike any other,
That we would be filled with Your Spirit,
That we would live in Your presence daily,
That a pouring out of Your Spirit,
A revival of hearts would take place,
So that right now,
We would be Your people,
And You would be our God.

That we would lay down all idols before You,
That we would lay down our lives,
Our friendships,
Our relationships,
Down before Your throne,
Before Your very feet.

Oh,
That we all would say,
“Your Will be done God.”

Your Will be done,
Because we are saved,
We have been set free by Your Son,
Jesus Christ,
Because of Him we can hear You,
See You,
One day even though You,
When we finally meet You in Heaven,
When our bodies will be glorified,
Transformed from perishable to imperishable.

Praise Be To God,
For Your Glory May We Change Our Ways!


-By: Daniel Brockhan

My Soul Yearns

My soul yearns,
For more of you,
The goodness that You bring to my life,
No other can bring,
Or could ever bring.

The things of this earth,
Disappear,
As my love for You strengthens,
The things of this earth,
Seem dull,
When compared to the glory of your presence.

I am forced to be here,
No,
Gifted to be here,
To share Your Name,
To bring You glory.

As I am in this place,
This world,
Which I no longer feel apart of.

I want Your touch,
I need Your touch.

No other gives the Love You give,
No other gives the Life You give,
No other saves the way You save,
You did it for me,
For all humanity,

I yearn for more of You,
The one who loved us so much,
That Christ would take on all those sins,
That Christ would die on the cross.

I yearn for a touch from You,
The One who gave me a way,
A way I couldn’t pave on my own.

A way that gave hope,
When no hope was found,

A way that gave peace and joy,
While Christ took out sin and shame.

I yearn for more of You,
My God,
My Creator,
My Savior,
And my Lord!

-By: Daniel Brockhan