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I hope to use this blog as a daily record of Papa, Jesus and Holy Spirit's daily interventions in my life. They are quite daily! I don't want to travel backward, but present; not future, just today. May my every entry be clear.

Saturday, December 11, 2010

How He Loves Me - the song

I awoke this morning with this song in my mind. It is still with me. There is nothing like it today. I first heard it sung by daughter Amber, as she lay on the recliner, home from Bethel School of Supernatural Ministry in Redding, CA. The woman who wrote and sang that song is on the worship team there.

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  1. How He Loves Us - the lyrics
    by Kim Walker

    He is jealous for me
    Love's like a hurricane,
    I am a tree
    Bending beneath the weight of
    His wind and mercy

    When all of a sudden,
    I am unaware of these afflictions eclipsed by glory
    and I realize just how beautiful You are
    and how great your affections are for me.

    Oh, how He loves us so
    Oh, how He loves us
    How He loves us so.
    (x2)

    Yeah, He loves us
    Oh, how He loves us
    Oh, how He loves us
    Oh, how He loves.
    (x2)

    We are His portion and
    He is our prize,
    Drawn to redemption
    by the grace in His eyes
    If grace is an ocean, we're all sinking
    So heaven meets earth like a sloppy wet kiss
    and my heart turns
    violently inside of my chest
    I don't have time to maintain these regrets
    when I think about the way


    He loves us,
    Oh, how He loves us
    Oh, how He loves us
    OH, how He loves
    (x2)

    Yeah, He loves us
    Oh, how He loves us
    Whoa, how He loves us
    Whoa, how He loves.

    Yeah, He loves us
    He loves us
    He loves us
    He loves.

    Yeah, He loves us
    Whoa, how He loves us
    Whoa, how He loves us
    Whoa, how He loves

    He loves us,
    Whoa, how He loves us
    Whoa, how He loves us
    Whoa, how He loves


    http://lyrics.url.com/show/4849/kim-walker/how-he-loves-us-lyrics

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  2. Regrets? I guess I regret missing my nieces and nephews' growing up years, having moved away before most of them were born. I'm the distant aunt I had growing up. But I don't have time to maintain these regrets when I think about.... the way! He loves us. Oh, how He loves us... :)

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