Yes...it's true. Almost every Sunday. I think music just speaks to me on a different level. I can be singing along and the words will just hit me! The tears just start pouring and I wonder why I bothered to put mascara on. Not to mention the fact that I never have tissues. My husband carries a hankie...but let's face it...that's just gross. Inevitably I end up wiping my mascara filled lashes with my sleeve and I just pray that the snot stays in. It's a mess...and usually I'm sitting in the front where I feel like everyone can see me. So, the next time y ou're in church and see the blubbering woman in front of you, don't assume that she's having marriage problems or confessing some big sin...just know that it's probably me being moved by the HS during some worship.
Here's the song that did it for me this past Sunday. I'll tell you why in an upcoming post that will be much more difficult to write...
Do you ever get emotional during worship?
Tune my heart to sing Thy grace
Streams of mercy never ceasing
Call for songs of loudest praise
Teach me some melodious sonnet
Sung by flaming tongues above
Praise the mount I'm fixed upon it
Mount of Thy redeeming love
Here I raise my Ebenezer
Hither by Thy help I've come
And I hope by Thy good pleasure
Safely to arrive at home
Jesus sought me when a stranger
Wondering from the fold of God
He, to rescue me from danger
Interposed His precious blood
O to grace how great a debtor
Daily I'm constrained to be
Let Thy goodness like a fetter
Bind my wandering heart to Thee
Prone to wander Lord I feel it
Prone to leave the God I love
Here's my heart, Lord, take and seal it, seal it for Thy courts above
Come thou fount of every blessing
Tune my heart to sing Thy grace
Streams of mercy never ceasing
Call for songs of loudest praise
Teach me some melodious sonnet
Sung by flaming tongues above
Here's my heart, Lord, take and seal it, seal it for Thy courts above
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