I’m On The Battlefield for my Lord-Hurst, TX

Just A Closer Walk With Thee 
Recorded June 29, 2023
Gospel Tabernacle, Godfrey IL

Just A Closer Walk With Thee - Godfrey Band (2023)

Humble Texas meeting, Sunday morning

Raising my hands to you, 
Overwhelmed with gratitude 
For the chance you’ve given me 
To live a life of praise to thee.

I am so thankful 
For the faithfulness you’ve shown to me
And for your loving care and that you’re always there
Lord I raise my hands to you

Raising my hands to you (Houston 2024)

New Chorus - ''I Lift My Hands Up To The Lord On High''.m4a

Worship In The Feast Of Tabernacles 2013 
Third Exodus Assembly

08 18.09.13 Spirit Of God Move

Du bist da, wenn die Welt zerbricht,

"Autumn" is an emotional piano/pop ballad that paints a melancholic picture of autumn's arrival. It's a song about the quiet, beautiful sadness that comes with the end of a season and the start of something new. Let the gentle vocals and poignant melody take you on a journey through falling leaves and fading light. Enjoy...

Lyrics:

The sun hangs a little lower now,
Casting shadows long and thin.
There’s a different kind of quiet in the air,
Where the summer used to spin.
The golden light is fading fast,
A whisper on the wind.
I pull my jacket closer, dear,
A feeling I can’t pin.

The vibrant colors start to fade,
A lonely promise being made.
My heart feels a shift inside,
With nowhere left for me to hide.

And the leaves are falling, one by one,
A final, silent goodbye to the sun.
Every shade of fire and rust,
Turns to brittle, weary dust.
It’s the turning of the tide,
A part of me wants to hide.
The warmth is leaving town,
And the world is wearing brown.

The morning frost is on the glass,
A painter’s fragile art.
The empty park bench sits alone,
A story torn apart.
I see the couples bundled close,
Their breaths like tiny clouds.
My lonely footsteps on the path,
Lost among the shrouds.

The vibrant colors start to fade,
A lonely promise being made.
My heart feels a shift inside,
With nowhere left for me to hide.

And the leaves are falling, one by one,
A final, silent goodbye to the sun.
Every shade of fire and rust,
Turns to brittle, weary dust.
It’s the turning of the tide,
A part of me wants to hide.
The warmth is leaving town,
And the world is wearing brown.

The scent of woodsmoke fills the air,
A bitter, sweet perfume.
And every memory of you,
Blooms inside this lonely room.
Like the final flowers wilting slow,
Our season had to go.

'Cause the leaves are falling, one by one,
A final, silent goodbye to the sun.
Every shade of fire and rust,
Turns to brittle, weary dust.
It’s the turning of the tide,
A part of me wants to hide.
The warmth is leaving town,
And the world is wearing brown.

Oh, the world is wearing brown.
And the warmth is leaving town.
The summer's gone... gone now.

06 From The Earthly To The Heavenly

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