Face down on the floor.
Immediately.
Seeking the Lord for more.
The saints cry out Your holy name.
In Your presence, never the same.

We come to Jesus with open arms.
O Lord, the shield from all that harms.
Refuge in the shadow of Your wing.
A new song the angels sing:

Holy holy, praise the God most high.
His spirit overflow, makes us fly.
Through the darkness we prevail.
The love of our Father will never fail.

You do something new,
You do something true.
You do something only You can do.

Make a way, shine your light.
Order our steps, day and night.
Take this moment and make it holy.
Symbolic of the resurrection,
Divine promises are true, as shown.
The power and glory of the Lord alone.

With a rock and harp,
Words like honey, honed and sharp.
I come before the throne.
Like Saul, the music makes evil undone.

Stripping off the thoughts that hinder.
Create in me a clean mind,
Your mercies are tender.
Cleanse me with hyssop, unbind.
I leave the old man behind.
I am a new creation.

Free of doubt, released from shame.
I step into Your calling,
Thank you for the gifts.
Here I am, send me.

Increase Your glory,
Use me as You will.
Transition and transformed.
The burning ones will learn.

Prophetic words will go out and change lives.
I am an instrument.
To worship the Lord.
To speak His word.
Wield the word like a severe sword.
Yield my soul to walk according to Your word.

Rise out of the grave.
He’s the one that saves.
Stand, and give honor.

Something has to die.
So something else can resurrect.
Arise the gifts.

(by ScottM while at church online 4/2/26)