How would it feel To stand before the brilliance of the blazing Shekinah Look into the boiling loving eyes How would it feel To sing my heart to Him That has filled my heart How would it feel, To play the strings of His heart As words and melodies from my mouth. How would it feel To sing my love to the saviour That cleansed my sins How would it feel To rest in His bossom Saved, Sanctified and Satisfied How would it feel To grab my guitar And vocalise the thoughts of El Gibor Just How would it feel? How?!
By God's Grace and Mercy, I scribe the moves of Jesus in these LAST DAYS.