w/ the Ball brothers

Jehovah’s habitation isn’t made with hands
His eternal longing is to dwell in man.
His footstool is the earth,
The heavens are His throne,
But the place He’s chosen,
The human spirit, is His home!

Chorus:
Christ lives inside my spirit  
Supplying me with grace
He wants to spend His time with me
Beholding face to face
I shouldn’t merely touch Him 
And then just walk away
But in my spirit stay and linger
All throughout the day!

The Holy of Holies is the place where man
Communicates with God and is infused with Him,
Not in the Outer Court
Beyond the Holy Place
We must go further to behold
The glorious shining of His face!

Now Jesus lives inside us so we all must take
Him daily as our fortress and our hiding place
He’s being built in us
We’re being built in him
A mutual habitation
For all eternity, AMEN!

Jehovah's Habitation

Desclaimer: I do not own this song : )

Song owned by:
https://singtothelord.net/

In the Clefts of the Rock (SofS 2:10-14)

1. In the clefts of the rock
I delight to be.
In the covert of the precipice
You would find me.
Lord, conform me now,
Daily to your death.
Let me see Your countenance,
I am a dove,
In the clefts of the rock.

2. My Beloved responds:
Rise up my love,
My beauty and come away;
The rain is gone.
The winter is past,
The time of singing has come.
Rise up and come away,
You are my dove,
In the clefts of the rock.

3. It’s just so difficult,
In these clefts to remain.
Naught but Your resurrection power
Could me sustain.
Now to Your call I respond,
From introspection to come.
Now and always, my Beloved,
I’d be Your dove,
In the clefts of the Rock.

Source: http://huffallujahmusic.blogspot.com/2012/07/in-clefts-of-rock.html

In The Clefts Of The Rock

Chords/Lead Sheet: hymnal.net/en/hymn/ns/957
Lyrics Video: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Va9k0IOLC5s
Collab: @sheaves-of-life, milk + honey @user-109342951, @joel-yang-408076597

1. He loved them to the uttermost, 
Those whom the Father chose;
Jesus, our shepherd, friend and Lord,
After the meal, He rose;
He laid aside divinity,
Then girded with humility,
He washed and wiped
this dirty world away.

    Filled with His freshness,
    power and presence,
    Having been washed and filled
    we love as Christ loved us;
    Spiritual energy,
    daily revival,
    Loving the brothers now
    as Christ has first loved us.

2. He loved them to the uttermost,
He washed His loved ones feet,
Produced this pleasant atmosphere
Where all the saints can meet.
His fragrant love has filled the room,
The service of our dear Bridegroom,
Jesus the Savior purifies His bride.

3. He loved them to the uttermost,
His Spirit was poured out;
His living word enlightens us,
Removes all fear and doubt;
The inner law of life dispensed,
Our heart filled in the deepest sense,
Maintains our love
for Jesus and His own.

He Loved Them to the Uttermost

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God’s Only Goal In Time

13 Hebrews Medley

Dark Cabaret, Vol. 1 is a séance for machines, bodies, and ghosts that never stopped performing. It lives somewhere between the gutter and the stage — a fever-dream city where the bars hum in trip-hop time, the circuses burn, and the jukebox keeps spinning cracked vinyl long after last call.

Each track is a small theatre of survival. The rhythm crawls slow and narcotic; beats pulse like faulty neon; melodies sway with the weariness of dancers who’ve outlived the applause. The stories move through smoke and rain — bartenders pouring fire instead of faith, wire-walkers hanging whole crowds on a thread, street preachers soldering sermons out of broken circuits, lovers reading the scars on each other’s skin like sheet music.

The sound is cabaret after the collapse: trip-hop basslines and downtempo electronica draped in dust-bowl brass, cracked-piano chords, and whispered confessions. It borrows from vaudeville, gospel, and film noir but speaks in the language of feedback, reverb, and rust. Every groove is haunted by the same tension — between flesh and circuitry, performance and decay, faith and fatigue.

These songs inhabit the ruins of spectacle. They ask what remains when glamour corrodes and holiness shorts out — when all that’s left is the pulse, the hiss, the breath between verses. Dark Cabaret, Vol. 1 is that breath made audible: an after-hours communion for the wired, the weary, and the beautifully broken.

God Machine (B-Side)

Mark and Hollie- Let Me Hear Your Voice (Song Of Songs)

from [ Come Thou Fount of Every Blessing ] / by [ Northwest Singing ]


1)
We turn our hearts to you, Lord,
Make a song so true.
Blend our hearts together, make all things new.
As we turn away
From this earthly dross,
What was gain before we now count as loss.

*
Every day we find You living,
In our spirit the full supply.
How we're blessed that You are giving,
All You are to us in life.

2)
As we set our minds
On You Living One,
In our spirit, Lord, we find we are one.
What was once our cares
Seem to slip away.
As we fellowship with You, we long to stay.

3)
I would linger here
In your presence, Lord.
How we find our hearts loving You more.
As we guard our hearts,
Keep them unto Thee
Preserve us, Lord, for all eternity.


We Turn Our Hearts to You, Lord

1 Thessalonians 5:9-11

Thanksgiving Song

https://soundcloud.com/daric-zhou

John 7:38
Believe into me (As the Scripture said)
Believe into me (As the Scripture said)
If you (If you)
Believe (believe) 
Believe into me 
Out of your innermost 
Out of your innermost being
Shall flow rivers of 
Living water 
Shall flow rivers of 
Living water 
Shall flow rivers of 
Living water

Now On the Last Day + John 7:38

"Let me hear your voice; / For your voice is sweet"
S.S. 2:14

Thanksgiving Song

Notes of Gladness

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