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When the Music Fades


 When the music fades and all is stripped away.  

When we realize Jesus looks deeply into our hearts and knows us for exactly who we are and who we are not.  

When we come, just as we are.

That's when today, yesterday and tomorrow slip away for just a moment and we simply are.

Everything we think we are or want to be melts away.  

In the stillness, our God places His finger upon us and we are known.

Oh, how we fight this.  Run faster, do more and whatever happens, keep moving.  

Stillness.  It is what He longs for us.  Stillness.  For us to "be still and really know He is God."

Stillness is when we find we have forsaken Him and our first love to chase after worthless idols.

 Stillness shakes our perceptions and fantasies into reality.

Come, He says.  Into My stillness.

Heart of Worship 

Matt Redman


Lyrics:
Verse 1
When the music fades
All is stripped away
And I simply come
Longing just to bring
Something that's of worth
That will bless your heart

Bridge
I'll bring You more than a song
For a song in itself
Is not what You have required
You search much deeper within
Through the way things appear
You're looking into my heart

Chorus
I'm coming back to the heart of worship
And it's all about You
It's all about You, Jesus
I'm sorry, Lord, for the thing I've made it
When it's all about You
It's all about You, Jesus

Verse 2
King of endless worth
No one could express
How much you deserve
Though I'm weak and poor
All I have is yours
Every single breath

*Bridge*
*Chorus*
*Chorus*

I'll bring you more than a song
I'll bring you more than a song
More than a song
I'll bring you more than a song
I'll bring you more than a song
You're looking into my heart
Looking into my heart
You're looking into my heart
Into my heart
I'll bring you more than a song
I'll bring you more than a song
I'll bring you more than a song
I'll bring you more than a song

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