I'm Not Worthy to See

And when I'm weary and overwrought
with so many battles left unfought

I think of Paul and Silas in the prison yard
I hear their song of freedom rising to the stars
And when the Saints go marching in
I want to be one of them

"When the Saints" by Sara Grove


"About midnight Paul and Silas were praying and singing hymns to God, and the prisoners were listening to them, and suddenly there was a great earthquake, so that the foundations of the prison were shaken. And immediately all the doors were opened, and everyone's bonds were unfastened." - Acts 16:25-27


I get to see this every Monday night and more!!!


3 Sing to him a new song;
play skillfully on the strings, with
loud shouts.
4 For the word of the Lord is upright,
and all his work is done in
faithfulness.
5 He loves righteousness and justice;
the earth is full of the steadfast love of
the Lord.

Psalm 33