The hem of his flowing robe
the robe of God
filling the temple
the Lord God in his house
on the Mount of Zion.
The voices of the heavenly host
Holy, Holy, Holy!
shook the very walls
and the smoke of the altar’s fire
filled the court of the Lord
The majesty, the grandeur of God
and my sin, my unclean lips,
made me tremble
in awe and wonder.
April 19, 2009
Isaiah 6:1-8
and
John 3:1-17
Romans 8:12-17
Advanced Lay Speaker class
April 18, 2009
(Raymond A. Foss)
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