Whisper Holy

To head out to church, on a beautiful Sunday morn,
Makes me truly thankful, that my soul has been reborn,
For I can truly worship, because I have been set free,
And it is the Holy Spirit, that now dwells inside of me,
He guides me, and I want to learn all that He will teach,
Now I get so much more out of it, when I hear the pastor preach,
It is all about learning, about knowing what to do,
And it really is a school room, sitting in the pew,
For God wants us to have wisdom, to know all His Word has to say,
For it is a map for our lives, how we need to walk each day,
It is also the greatest love story, that has ever been told,
And just the reading of it, brings peace to my soul,
To gather in the sanctuary, with a bunch of other believers,
Knowing that because of God’s grace and mercy, we also are receivers,
There is no other place, that I would rather be,
It moves me to my knees, where all I can whisper is holy.
Randy “Pops” Stone 06-12-10