To love our God, to love our God. The reason that we live is to love our God. Listening to this song striked a chord deep within me, not only through its harmonious blends and expressive dynamics, but also through the starking simplicity of its lyrics.
What is our purpose in life but to love God? Nothing!
So may we learn to love God wholeheartedly and wholemindedly, by devoting our all and doing our best in every aspect of life - work, play, study, service, relationship, even hobby and spare time - for Him and His glory alone.
To Love Our God By Mark Hayes. Arranged by Mark Hayes. Text: John Parker. For SAB Choir.
Where does the wind come from? Where does it go? Blowing north and south How does it know?
Oh, where does the wind come from? Oh, where does it go? Blowing north and south How does it know?
The rain flows gently to the sea Yet the sea is never full How can these things be? How can these things be? How can they be?
Humanity works hard to make a name Toiling in the sun yet nothing gained We all return to dust from whence we came All is empty All is vain
To love our God The reason we live To love our God The highest call
Nothing satisfies our soul Gives life meaning, makes us whole For this purpose we were made To love our God To love our God The reason that we live is to love our God
To love our God The reason we live To love our God The highest call
Nothing satisfies our soul Gives life meaning, makes us whole For this purpose we were made To love our God To love our God To love our God!
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PS: Thanks to Yudith for picking this song for Eklesia. It's a blessing to sing this!
Easter has passed this year, but His blessings never will Two weeks ago on easter, my church's choir, Eklesia, was privileged to bring forth a song with the most beautiful lyrics.
"In Christ Alone", a modern hymn, has a very simple melody but words with such intense meaning and power.
Here's a solo rendition performed by Keith & Kristyn Getty, the co-writers of the hymn. Hope it blesses you as it has me.
In Christ alone my hope is found; He is my light, my strength, my song; This cornerstone, this solid ground, Firm through the fiercest drought and storm.
What heights of love, what depths of peace, When fears are stilled, when strivings cease! My comforter, my all in all— Here in the love of Christ I stand.
In Christ alone, Who took on flesh, Fullness of God in helpless babe! This gift of love and righteousness, Scorned by the ones He came to save.
Till on that cross as Jesus died, The wrath of God was satisfied; For ev'ry sin on Him was laid— Here in the death of Christ I live.
There in the ground His body lay, Light of the world by darkness slain; Then bursting forth in glorious day, Up from the grave He rose again!
And as He stands in victory, Sin's curse has lost its grip on me; For I am His and He is mine— Bought with the precious blood of Christ.
No guilt in life, no fear in death— This is the pow'r of Christ in me; From life's first cry to final breath, Jesus commands my destiny.
No pow'r of hell, no scheme of man, Can ever pluck me from His hand; Till He returns or calls me home— Here in the pow'r of Christ I'll stand.
Music lover. Tennis enthusiast. Devoted christian. Strayed accountant. Procter marketer. Travel-loving trail-blazer. Rooted Indonesian. World citizen. Wishful-thinker. Dream-believer. Practical perfectionist. Casual hobbyist. Fandom observer. Used-to-be student, but life-long learner.
And just another human being like everyone else. :-)