Sorry it's been so long guys But now... I am BACK!
Take a while to think when you read these verses... because they are BIG.
Isa 6:1 In the year that King Uzziah died I saw the Lord sitting upon a throne, high and lifted up; and the train of his robe filled the temple.
Isa 6:2 Above him stood the seraphim. Each had six wings: with two he covered his face, and with two he covered his feet, and with two he flew.
Isa 6:3 And one called to another and said: "Holy, holy, Holy is the LORD of hosts; the whole earth is full of his glory!" Isa 6:4 And the foundations of the thresholds shook at the voice of him who called, and the house was filled with smoke.
Isa 6:5 And I said: "Woe is me! For I am lost; for I am a man of unclean lips, and I dwell in the midst of a people of unclean lips; for my eyes have seen the King, the LORD of hosts!"
Rev 1:4 From John to the seven churches in Asia. May grace and peace be yours from the one who is, who was, and who is coming, from the seven spirits who are in front of his throne,
Rev 1:5 and from Jesus Christ, the witness, the faithful one, the firstborn from the dead, and the ruler over the kings of the earth. To the one who loves us and has freed us from our sins by his blood
Rev 1:6 and has made us a kingdom, priests for his God and Father, be glory and power forever and ever! Amen.
Rev 1:7 Look! He is coming in the clouds. Every eye will see him, even those who pierced him, and all the tribes of the earth will mourn because of him. So be it! Amen.
Rev 1:8 "I am the Alpha and the Omega," declares the Lord God, the one who is, who was, and who is coming, the Almighty.
How Great Thou Art
O Lord, my God,
When I in awesome wonder;
Consider all the worlds Thy hands have made.
I see the stars, I hear the rolling thunder, Thy power throughout the universe displayed.
Then sings my soul, my Savior God to Thee; How great Thou art! How great Thou art! Then sings my soul, my Savior God to Thee; How great Thou art! How great Thou art!
When through the woods and forest glades I wander;
And hear the birds sing sweetly in the trees;
When I look down from lofty mountain grandeur,
And hear the brook and feel the gentle breeze.
And when I think of God, His Son not sparing;
Sent Him to die, I scarce can take it in,
That on the cross, my burden gladly bearing;
He bled and died to take away my sin.
When Christ shall come, with shout of acclamation;
And take me home, what joy shall fill my heart!
Then I shall bow, in humble adoration,
And there proclaim, my God, how great Thou art!
Alright... I Love You Guys