This verse from "
Beautiful Savior," written by Stuart Townsend, resonated with me yesterday.
I long to be where the praise is never ending
Yearn to dwell where the glory never fades
Where countless worshipers sing one song
And the voices of the nations
Sing worthy, worthy, worthy
I don't care much for the song's tune, which sounds kinda church-lady praise-liteish to me, but great lyrics reminiscent of one of my favorite Bible passages, Revelation 7:9-12.
After this I looked and there before me was a great multitude that no one could count, from every nation, tribe, people and language, standing before the throne and in front of the Lamb. They were wearing white robes and were holding palm branches in their hands. And they cried out in a loud voice:
"Salvation belongs to our God,
who sits on the throne,
and to the Lamb." All the angels were standing around the throne and around the elders and the four living creatures. They fell down on their faces before the throne and worshiped God, saying:
"Amen!
Praise and glory
and wisdom and thanks and honor
and power and strength
be to our God for ever and ever.
Amen!"
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