Holy Eyes, by Abby Fischer
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Oh my King, my Beloved,
Oh my God, oh Shaddai
You have taken me to heaven
And you have seated me
in holy places, now
I have to see you, I have to hear you
I have to know the One who died for me
I see His eyes and His eyes are on fire
Burning in me and through me and all around me
I see His eyes and His eyes are on fire
Holy One with holy eyes, oh, Shaddai
Holy eyes, holy eyes…of Shaddai
Your fire’s burning
My heart is yearning
The tide is turning
And I’m running faster now
My eyes can see it
My heart can feel it
My ears can hear your Holy Spirit…coming
Holy rains and holy wind
Open wide, floodgates, again
Holy wrath and holy fear
The Holy One is drawing near
I see His eyes and His eyes are on fire
Burning in me and through me and all around me
I see His eyes and His eyes are on fire
Holy One with holy eyes, oh, Shaddai
Holy eyes, holy eyes…of Shaddai
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Posted: 2005-12-20 01:57:30 UTC |
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