Voice: Crystal Trull
keep singing boldly. The foolishness of man is deaf and dumb to their galactic symphony.
Water’s womb clapping, Earth garments shining
Deep waves rolling, Foundations trembling
Thick darkness pervading, Men’s heats invaded
Death’s gate shaking
Sea springs exclaiming, Lights dwelling exploding
All birthing breathing, Winds flowing and causing
Earth’s breadth quaking, Wilderness exalting
Constellations obeying, Oceans of presence
Wisdom revealing, the beginning
Iris Lily Spring (Instrumental)
This song speaks destiny and purpose to my twin grand children and their mother. She (my daughter) was desperate and afraid and ready to abort them, after finding she was pregnant with someone who was not of her dreams. She chose to embrace motherhood and trust God. This song came after I processed the grief from unrealized hopes and dreams for my daughter and knew that God is bigger than any of our mistakes. He is very loving and kind and creates blessings when we obey.
Reaching down to save another, giving joy to her mother
Such the wee ones offering life, such a gift of spice to life
The new mother chose to hold you, nurture life and not abort you
Healing the soul of your mother
You’re from heaven, you saved my daughter, made her whole life pure for another
Long lost freedom returned to free her, Destiny and purpose prevail
Wonder wonder who you are, I want to meet you little stars
From my loins my family tree, like my daughter you would be
Would you sing or be a dancer, big brown eyes and full of laughter
Your destines are still in waiting, full of treasure in the making
Mysterious ones you are
Double portion you will be, fruitful vines for all to see
The family waits expectantly, to see the hand of God
Thank you thank you little stars, thank you thank your for who you are
Thank you thank you mysterious makings, Thank you thank you God’s undertaking
House of Defense
Walking in blackness, not knowing if the next few steps will bring you even deeper into depression and heartache. This hole has lasted so long and has seemed without an ounce of indication that the end is coming- yet, deep, deep in the inner minute crevices of your soul, you know that God is there and he is purposed to protect and be your strong tower. So you hang on…. When our son was burned 60%, our daughter finding her way under a gothic guise, our son with a nervous breakdown, our other daughter getting pregnant and loosing our house and many belongings- my hope fell in the hands of a living God. He carried us through and now my children are the most amazing people I know.
Bow down your ear to me, deliver me speedily
Pull me out of the net laid for me
Be a house of defense to save me, be a house of defense to save me
Verse 2
You give strength to your people, you bless your people with peace
You have redeemed me my strong rock
Be a house of defense to save me, be a house of defense to save me
Chorus
You are my rock and my fortress
You have set my feet in a large room
You have not shut me up into the hand of the enemy
You have not shut me up into the hand of the enemy
Fly with me, high and free
Feel my wind pull you in
Leave behind sins of pride
Follow me, then you’ll see
Verse 2
Dancing high in his brilliance
Cascading rays filled with diamonds
Twirling, spinning, leaping planets
La la la la la la la la
Verse 3
I know all, I create all, I see all, I decree all- from the heavens
I would have loved to have been a knot on the wood and listened while the two old friends Tolkien and CS Lewis discussed and debated in their study. What a wonder as they created their two similar worlds- the land of Narnia and the land of the rings. This song represents that imagination- this creativity that puts wonder in a child’s eyes. Our visible world is so finite and limited, compared to the reality in God’s realm of infinity and creativity.
Lamentations
Desperate times call for desperate warfare. There are certain times when we must fight and do radical worship and intercession on the behalf of others. Unabashedly dancing with the heel on the enemy’s head, or to storm the gates of hell in the holy, righteous authority of Christ. It’s a passion that has no bounds- to bring our cries to the throne of God- calling out for his mercy. Violent praise- an expression of warfare.
My tears they fall, my heart is faint
My flesh grows old, weighed down in chains
I quietly wait, bowed head to ground
The Lord is my portion, I wait for him
Verse 2
Arise cry out, lift up your hands
Rise up O God, defend your cause
Shine your face on us, that we may be saved
Cry out for the lives of your children
Verse 3
How long O Lord, will the enemy mock?
Will the foe revile your name forever?
But you O God, are the King from old
Crush the head of the snake
Wandering Gypsy Forlorn (Instrumental)
This song comes from the Song of Solomon. A destitute gypsy maiden is looking for her lover. The yearning and longing to be loved and made complete- to tell her who she is . The bride of Yeshua finds definition in who we are and why we are here- to image our husband’s glory in the earth. Then we can rise up with purpose and authority from Him and all will stand aside and gaze at our beauty and magnificent works because we are his image.