The God Who Lives in the Praises of His People

walks in the midst of our worship,

draws near to us when we draw near to him,

expresses his presence in our expressions of adoration,

makes himself know to those who search for him,

longs for the fellowship of humble spirits,

draws in the fresh fragrance of our prayers,

delights in the heartfelt words of singing,

senses the meekness of his truest seekers,

breathes his Spirit into those whose nearness

is found in the sincereness of brokenness.

He empowers the soul

that knows its own weakness,

has fallen face down in the shame of its own guilt,

has knelt in anguish and yet worshipped in the deepest grief,

that even from the depths of despair has honored

the God Who Is Always There,

The God Who Inhabits the Praises of His People.

H. Arnett


About Doc Arnett

Native of southwestern Kentucky currently living in Ark City, Kansas, with my wife of twenty-nine years, Randa. We have, between us, eight children and twenty-eight grandkids. We enjoy singing, worship, remodeling and travel.
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