There are mountains sky high
And valleys so low
Deserts - dry
And rivers that flow
There are cities with people
From sea to shining sea
And wherever in that land I'm found
I know I'm standing on Holy Ground
On Holy Ground
Hear the sweet sound
Where Maranatha songs of praise resound
Hallelujah, His Spirit is all around
I'm thankful God’s forgiving grace abounds
And no shadow of my sin can be found
For in the presence of the Lamb
I will worship God on Holy ground
The burning bush was years ago
On Holy ground to worship I still go
I’ll be with Him one glorious day
But ‘til then my heart will say
I'll worship Him wherever I’m found
When God is present we are on Holy ground
Guest Contributor: Jonathan Ibarra
Monday, February 2, 2009
On Holy Ground
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2 comments:
That is o right since all things and places and even the place we worship are all Gods, we are also his and need to treat ourselves as if we are the Holy Ground, always.
So true. No matter where we go or who we are with, we are standing on Holy ground.
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