Praise eternal song!

Sounds, flowing through the night air, a symphony of delight to our ears making us shiver as we listen. Sounds born in heaven itself, amidst the fiery burning stones, moving our spirits and souls with adoration and worship of the One who was and is and is to come. Sounds that make us want to bow ourselves in homage to Him who threw the stars into the heavens with a gesture of His hand. The sounds that usher us into His majestic presence to be with Him amidst His glory. Sounds that make us want to praise Him just for who He is, the eternal God who has no beginning and no end, and will be forever and ever. Sounds that bring tears of joy to our eyes as we lift hands in praise to our God who has loved us with an everlasting love.

Those eternal tunes that flow from the very throne of God, rising in heightened crescendo to the worship of Him who is the awesome One, the only majestic God. Those sounds move us; they bring us near to Him who is our Father and Creator. This heavenly music brings tears to our eyes and moves our hearts, like the wind that blows in the desert night. It moves us to reach out and touch the untouchable, knowing He is there and He wants us. The Glory falls like a heavy cloud of His presence, undoing all it touches, ruining the touched for anything but Him and His love. The eternal tune of love Himself flows through dry, parched hearts saturating them with the living waters of His life.

Once you hear the sounds of heaven you can never be the same; the very hearing of it ruins you to this world and all else in this life. No sound is quite so sweet and precious as the sound of the worship of those who are in love with their Creator Father. Nothing will satisfy the soul like the sound of heaven which is worship of our God. Praise flows from our lips as naturally as breathing when we enter in by the heavenly sounds of worship, to the One to whom we owe our salvation and life. He is our Maker and Creator, our Salvation and Rock, our beginning and end, our life, our Father. He is the eternal song we hear in our dreams late at night. He is the shadow singing over us with love, wooing us into His presence. He is our God– He is our Eternal Song of Praise! -riverkid

Bert Thompson

By Bert Thompson (bio)

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